As you might guess, when a self-described “mouthy, Jewish, anti-racist feminist” visits a racist dating site, she uncovers a world she’d rather have not seen.
The Nation has the story.
Here was a network of white supremacists itching to open up to a sympathetic woman, if one ever breached their sausage party. What might they reveal for the chance to meet the white woman of their dreams?
So Ashlynn was born.
She was a figment of my imagination, everything a white supremacist could want, with the whitest name I could think of.