Imagine the joy in my little feminist heart when I stumbled upon this article written by the editor of “The F word”, one of my most favourite feminist touchstones.
But, alas, I was disappointed. My little feminist heart should have kept said joy at pole length distance.
Let’s go through the problematic points in it, shall we?
“Clichéd dungaree wearers of yesteryear”. What a nice way to refer to feminists of previous generations, to whom we owe so much. And what is wrong with wearing dungarees anyways? Is a woman’s point, ideology, or principle any LESS valid if she’s wearing dungarees? Or ANYTHING at all? I thought the whole point of feminism is stopping the world from giving three flips about what women wear, which, after all, is none of their flipping business.
Then there’s the first interview of a “non-self-proclaimed” feminist. Which kinda misses the point, if one is writing a piece about “the new feminists”.
“My boyfriend today is a massive girl about everything”. Why, you say? Is he wearing pink dresses, pigtails and weighting 50 stone? Ehm, no. He wants to know where their relationship is going. Because that’s what girls do, of course. Remember? Women with emotions, Men with… hunting. Men not being allowed to have emotions is one of the most painful consequences of patriarchy on MEN.
“The problem is that too often feminism is whiny and depressing. It is not fun and it is not interesting.” Cheese, I didn’t know we have started a political movement in which no one believes in, which no one cares about, which alienates us from the whole of society, and guarantees us that we will be suffering from hate-speech until we die (or until we shut up), all so that we could have “fun”. Maybe I didn’t get the memo. “HAVE FUN”. Checked. Next time, I won’t give three flips about anything and enjoy myself. (Can’t you tell that this girls is well young and belongs to the fun-atious generation who seek fun above all else?)
“I hate sordid lap-dancing clubs, but not in a political sense”. She might as well get on with it and say “hey, don’t take me for one of those hairy, dungaree wearing, whiny, anti-fun feminists; I have nothing against lap-dancing. Hi Boys!”. We can always rely on “non-feminists” to defend all that’s loved and sacred in our patriarchal world. If you actually thought about it, without dwelling on the consequences of not being considered “fun” by the male of the species, you would realize that, in a power structure like patriarchy, a woman stripping for a man for money IS a political issue. And if you were remotely feminist, you would realize that you have to oppose it.
This just goes to prove that the patriarchal system in which we live permeates every single aspect of our lives, and is impossible to escape completely from it. HOWEVER, the other feminists interviewed did seem to me like true feminists in spite of it all. There is still hope, I know there is.
As a side note, the next time someone needs a “feminist” to interview, they can count on me for the job. I may not have achieved that much in my life, but you can be sure as hell I’ve ALWAYS been a feminist.