The struggle–for social justice and for workers and oppressed people, against racism and imperialism and for liberation for women and all gender and sexually-oppressed people–is my life.
As a child growing up in the 1950s in racist segregated Alabama in the U.S. Deep South, I was raised to agree unthinkingly with the prejudices of the dominant culture—to believe that white supremacy was “natural” and “good” and to believe that the State that enforced the segregated system was “right,” and that I was to take my place in that system as a heterosexual white woman.
Fortunately, the liberation movements of the 1960’s—the Black Civil Rights movement, the Black Power movement, the anti-Vietnam-war movement, the women’s liberation movement, and the lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender liberation movements—broke through into my consciousness and my life.
I understood that I had been lied to—by government leaders, teachers, preachers and my parents—and I dedicated myself to unlearning what I had been taught.
I set out to fight for my own liberation, and to be the best ally I could be to others targeted for oppression under this unjust social and economic system.