I REMEMBER THE MOMENT I fell out with feminism. Two girlfriends and I had launched a tiny network to support women in the postgraduate study of religion when the question came: “are you including trans women?” An insignificant speck we may have been, yet our intersectional credentials were already under surveillance.
Perhaps, in my naivity, I expected at worst a few indifferent glances. Instead I was immediately put on the spot to ensure our tiny collective did not disrupt the intersectional hierarchy of
