BY DOMINIC WIGHTMAN A quarter of a century ago, when I was at university, Feminism had won. Equality was a done deal. The few women who joined the Feminist Society tended to be sturdy lesbian oarswomen likely blissfully ignorant of the distinction between a leotard and Lyotard. The women students who subscribed to the Cocktail Society outnumbered them fifty to one. Over the next decade … Continue reading I, Feminist