Riot in WS100

My WS100 broke out in a riot
this afternoon--I sh*t you not.

I invited a First Wave Feminist
who claims to have been on the "front lines"
during the movement in 1972
to come speak to my class.

Now, she's a University speaker as well
(she will address the University in about a half hour, actually)
and came with a "full court" following her, so to speak.
Journalist galore. [OK-two.]

She brought a friend.
A writer for the Boston Globe,
who decided to speak as well.

Her friend and I got into an actual shouting match
in the last 10 minutes of class
in front of all of my students.

Yes, an out and out shouting match:
She, pointing her finger at me,
and I, myself, throwing my head back
and gut-laughing incredulously.

Two raging, self-proclaimed "feminist"
cat fighting on the floor. What a hoot
it must have been for the spectators.

Yet, this spectical proved to me
that I do, in fact, think my ideas are worth fighting for--
and the way this woman acted and "read" culture,
sh*t, I know I'm in for RADICAL change.