RavePasteDear Ijeawele is powerful because it’s short and sweet—the perfect disguise for a collection of ideas that attempt to set the world on fire. Some may wonder (yes, even after Trump) why setting the world as we know it on fire is a desirable action. Adichie’s work encourages you to look around and inward to see where gender binaries—pink vs. blue, doll vs. truck, mother vs. earner, giver vs. taker—have gotten us ... we cannot have a feminist movement in 2017 without Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie ... For Adichie, gender roles rob us of our individuality, and it’s a robbery that happens well before we even know it’s happening ... We do ourselves and our feminist future a disservice if we look at Dear Ijeawele as the beginning and end of a conversation. It’s an invitation, a call to arms. Adichie cannot light these fires alone. This particular love letter begs a response from those readers and writers who needed a jumping off point for their own manifestos. We feminists are not done with becoming feminists. And for those of us enjoying this ride, that’s certainly not a bad thing.
