My life’s march towards being the male embodiment of fourth-wave feminism began the moment I was born. I opened my placenta-soaked eyes, looked up at my mother, and thought “Wow, we truly are equal.” And that journey culminates today with my purchase of a brand new Ernie Ball Music Man St. Vincent Goldie Signature 6-string electric guitar in a Velveteen finish with 3 gold-foil mini humbuckers and whammy bar.

I no longer have to couch my verifiably correct opinions with “Look, I know I’m a dude and this isn’t necessarily my place to speak,” or some bullshit like that. I can just launch right into it. Why? Because I am literally financially supporting women in one of the most expensive ways possible. Just peep my phone background of the guitar being held up against the sky. So yes, I think

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