Feminism, as the old saying goes, is the radical notion that women are people. Or, if we’re to quote the American Heritage dictionary sitting next to this feminist’s desk, it’s “[a] belief in the social, political, and economic equality of women.” It’s a sociologically comprehensive worldview that shapes and informs every day of my life. It is not — it is not — giving unquestioning aid to women qua women.

Unquestioning aid to women qua women would have me canvassing for the recently decamped Carly Fiorina, palling around with Michelle Malkin, and knocking back communion wine with nuns who fight tooth and nail to avoid complying with the Affordable Care Act — all women who, in this feminist’s opinion, are Very Bad For Women Indeed.

But by virtue of being people, I contend that these women and all other women have the right to be as fully human and multi-faceted as any other people. No one (outside of the occasional angry Men’s Rights activist) demands that men vote for men. Why is the other 50 percent of humanity supposed to be entirely undifferentiated?