Brandt’s Rant: I Am Not Your (Or Anyone’s) Dear!
If you’re a woman of a certain age, you probably remember the first time someone called you “ma’am.” And if you don’t remember the exact moment, you recall how it felt. There you were, vital, energetic, young and hip. Moments earlier you might have been singing along to a new hit on your favourite music radio station. Wait, maybe that was just me.
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