

The author grapples with the emotions that all of the women are going through - shock, joy, relief, horror, more joy, the "what-ifs" and we, as a reader, take that journey with them.Īdmittedly, even as devout feminist, my first reaction was "why do these girls keep going to these bars!?" Wait, back that up. It is about someone's revenge against the worst of the aggressors - because this world knows you cannot deal with them all - by feeding them to the alligators who are in the swamps near the campus. They go to bars where they are touched, groped, have to walk in pairs, watch their drinks so they don't get tanked and still end up attacked in the parking lot. It is for women every where, even those too brainwashed by a male dominated culture to know it is for them.Įight college women living in a suite at a Florida university know about all of these things.


This is for those who testified against Supreme Court nominees only to see that POS sitting on the highest court of the land. This is for women who have been groped in the workplace, who were threatened with lesser grades if they didn't comply with professors, who batted eyelashes at their bosses to keep their jobs. It is for all of the women who have ever had to clean themselves up in a bathroom, dried their tears with their friends in a stall, been told they should not have been somewhere, should have worn something different, looked different, just been pleased someone noticed them. Deadly Waters is an anthem to the "Me Too" movement.
