At last we’ve woken up to the fact that we’re not alone, whether we’re being wolf-whistled in the street, or assaulted[fn2] by some guy we thought we could trust, or because we’re stuck inside keeping the home fires burning; the reason we’re fed up isn’t because we’re the weaker sex, or because we’ve got an aggressive temperament, but because of a profound sense of an injustice of which we are all victim.
