Not for agreeing to cut payments to single parents nor for allowing xenophobic rubbish about 457 visas to blossom and flourish - but for putting feminism, sexism and misogyny on the Australian agenda.

See, I did it. I disagreed with choices the Prime Minister has made but applauded her for acknowledging that women in Australia do not have equality. And if she goes today, next week, in September, in 2020, that acknowledgement will be a better legacy than many who have gone before her.

Women do not have equality. We are not close. And although it is true I have access to water, food, education and many reproductive choices, I want what Australian men have.

Let's not go over old playing fields but they are still uneven: equal pay, equal opportunity, the expectation we will take primary responsibility for our families; and less obvious areas such as the time it takes to get to see your boss, time you get to talk in meetings; and the sheer supine obedience of many of us; the epidemic of good girlness that I wish I could just magic away with a click of my fingers.

These are just some examples of ways in which Australian men and Australian women are not equal.

And it is on this basis, as a white Australian woman, that I would like to draw your attention to Sheryl Sandberg's new book, Lean In: Women, Work and the Will to Lead, released last week.

It's been comprehensively smashed by reviewers across the globe because of Sandberg's privilege (which, apparently, is shorthand for dismissing the view of any person who is middle-class. Oh, I mean, any woman who is middle-class). Sandberg, the chief operating officer of Facebook, a Fortune 500 company listed on the US NASDAQ exchange with a market capitalisation of $44 billion dollars, was never going to write The Accumulation of Capital.

Sheryl Sandberg is not Malala Yousafzi - and there are millions and millions of girls who live under oppressive regimes across the world. Sandberg does not have, never had, the disadvantage of the young Pakistani woman who was shot in the head by Taliban enforcers because she evangelised on the benefits of education for girls.

Instead, Sandberg is a wealthy white woman who has had some success in the workplace in jobs and industries where women are not traditional winners. If I worked in technology and I was a young woman, I'd be reading her too. Because with all of us, in all our lives, we want more, we want better. That's just how we are right now.

Criticism of Sandberg says she acts "like a man", that she's not reconstructing the workplace in a truly female way. Well now, I'm truly female but I think I have no idea what it might mean to reorient a workplace that way - and, in the meantime, I'll take the prospect of having pregnancy parking and of reminding women they shouldn't step away from the workforce just because they are pregnant. And I'll also know it is OK to cry in the workplace if you are genuinely upset - because there is nothing wrong with crying. I believe revealing your emotions at work will not kill you.

And bill like the boys. Know what you are worth and charge that. Don't underestimate yourself. Good advice that I could give to women freelance journalists and women medical specialists (I never knew this 20 years ago but I chose a female obstetrician and she charged $1000 less than the men doing the same job. My children were a bargain).

Don't sit back. Go to the table. Put your hand up. You don't have to be popular (unless you are a politician, which is where the Prime Minister went wrong). Take responsibility in your own relationships to make them equal from the start. Don't imagine for one second that you can suddenly get your partner to participate in parenting if he can't cook, wash-up or work the washing machine. I'd love a workplace that was open, collaborative and flexible but while I'm waiting for the revolution, I'll settle for one which offers equal pay for equal work.

I'm seriously guessing we won't be having an overthrow by feminists any time soon in Australia. We are not Malala. Our disadvantage doesn't kill us (unless we are black or poor) or drive us to revolt. And of course, we should provide the kind of support that women like Malala need - but the fact is, I'm not going to tell a Pakistani woman how to live her life. The very best I can do is to give money where it's needed.

So when a man tells me I should only concentrate on saving more Malalas because Pakistan is where real disadvantage happens - instead of worrying about women in the boardroom - I'm going to suggest that bloke yields up his penis-wielding awesomeness and let me have some of what he's having.

I don't mind Sheryl's suggestion to "lean in" but I'd rather put my elbow in. That's because the bloke telling me to concentrate on "real" sexism is much much much better off than Malala. And he's still better off than me.