I find it interesting that feminists have to be put in 2 categories: black ones and whites ones. But, then, this dichotomy has always existed and it began in another incarnation during the Women's Suffrage movement when white women were not receptive to black women being included in the struggle to gain the vote. But black women persisted and did their own thing.
The article's author could've also mentioned that intersectionality is a 3-headed monster because feminists, in addition to racism and misogyny, also had to contend with homophobic bias because of the lesbian presence in its ranks. At the onset of the movement, this played a role in inhibiting the enthusiasm of straight black female who were considering joining the movement. Back in the 1960s during the Women's Lib heyday, i remember the attitude of many black women reflecting the idea that they were already on an equal level with their men, and were tired of sharing the burden, ready for these men to take over, and put their women on a pedestal the way white men did theirs. I never considered joining this group because like so many white liberal organizations back then, the leaders were condescending to blacks. To this day, I don't consider myself a feminist. I'm just a castigating woman; more so on some occasions than others.
@Chevdove i never knew about Clarence Thomas commanding the support of black women, either. But the gospel-singing female supporters hark back to the black church which encourages women to take subordinate and supportive roles with their menfolk, and this includes protecting them. i also closely followed those hearings during which Democratic senator, Joe Biden, sided with Thomas. Thomas being a Republican married to a white woman was all i needed to be on Anita's side.
@Mel Coincidentally i, too, recently became a fur grandmother when my grandson, over my objections and threats to move, brought a pit bull-mix into the household to romp around and chew up everything. Left with no choice but to co-exist with the creature, he and i did indeed communicate. During the intervals when he was confined to his cage, i would stand over him and talk to him, telling him what i wasn't going to put up with and how he'd better shape up. Sometimes he would argue back by barking at me. We did, in the process, establish eye-contact. Now, he knows that my room is off-limits, and to "sit" when i tell him to because i will reward his obedience by petting his head and scratching his ears. Other times, he displays a little defiance by squeezing through the door with me when i enter my room and, once in there, will sniff around and then leave on his own. He seems to want to be in my company. He's docile and good when his master is around but when my grandson leaves, he tries to get tough with me and my daughter. But, like the male of all species, when ignored he sulks away and takes a nap.