Early last month, my eldest daughter declared that she wanted to go on the Women’s March in Washington DC on January 21. I was stunned. At the age of 13, my daughter’s life — and Instagram feed — has hitherto been filled with homework, hobbies, YouTube stars, clothes and the never-ending friendship dramas that erupt in middle school. No surprise there: when I was that age, growing up in London, my mind was filled with similar preoccupations. But it would never have occurred to me to go marching — in the era of Margaret Thatcher, suburban middle-class kids did not do that sort of thing.
上个月初，我的大女儿宣布，她想参加1月21日的华盛顿妇女游行(WMW)。我惊呆了。迄今为止，我13岁的女儿的生活——和Instagram动态——一直充斥着家庭作业、各种爱好、YouTube明星、衣服和连连爆发的中学生友谊风波。这没什么好惊讶的：在她这个年龄的时候，在伦敦长大的我关注的也是类似的事情。但我从未有过游行的念头——在玛格丽特•撒切尔(Margaret Thatcher)的时代，伦敦郊区中产阶级家庭的孩子不会做这种事情。