by Fredrik Skavlan, with translations by Lori Ann Reinhall
—A fly in my soup on a desert isle! What do you take me for, a fool?!
by Ellen Ekman, with translations by Lori Ann Reinhall
—No, I don’t call myself a feminist. I think feminism has a bad ring to it.
—When I think about a feminist, I think about a bitter and angry gray mouse that always wants to ruin the mood by nagging and complaining. No, feminism doesn’t sound good to me. It just seems so utterly …
— … boring. Plain and simple.
This article originally appeared in the June 18, 2021, issue of The Norwegian American. To subscribe, visit SUBSCRIBE or call us at (206) 784-4617.