...it is not really the difference the oppressor fears so much as the similarity. He fears he will discover in himself the same aches, the same longings as those of the people he has shit on... . He fears he will have to change his life once he has seen himself in the bodies of the people he has called different.
Cherrie Morago, Esta Puente, Mi Espalda: Voces de Mujeres Tercermundistas En Los Estados Unidos
feminism, oppression