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Bernie Sanders is the most feminist candidate, but white feminism is his biggest threat
The year was 2016 — one of the darkest known to modern man. I, an impressionable young woman of 23, was living in the city of Los Angeles and attempting to squeeze myself into the mold of the happy and tan I saw all around me. I struggled, feeling an insincerity to the openness that California alleged. Perhaps I had believed too deeply in the Fox News version of California as a haven for stoners and socialists and defectors from society.
Yet, if there was one thing I did have in common with those around me, it was a virulent support of then-presidential nominee Hillary Clinton. Each time a black-and-white PSA detailing the triumphs of her years as a scrappy young politician made its way across my television screen, I felt a tear appear in the corner of my eye and a song play in my heart: a woman! A woman president! Could it really be? I knew little about her concrete policies and plans for her time in office (did she actually have any?), but I knew that at age six I had once asked my grandpa if there could ever be a woman president, and despite his answer to the contrary — here was a real chance.
I saw no problems with my own narrow-minded view, and in fact defended my right to support Clinton based on her sex. While not the primary component of my support, I felt it…
