I forgot to have pancakes. Now it will be my fault if Christ does not rise and/or the sun does not get stronger (cross out where not applicable)(ten points off if you giggled at 'cross'.)
I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat or a prostitute.
Rebecca West
Every day is "I am A Feminist" Day. But I suppose it's like gay pride and every so often we should mention it.
I am single, overeducated, and own property. In the bad old days those were a recipe for a witch burning (hanging, pressing, whatever). However disappointed you may be in this country, it's better than it was and it's better than it IS an awful lot of places. Some of which our government props up. I suppose there are institutional systems worse than misogyny (or outright gynophobia) but it seems hard to believe that the worst of them would not be improved by treating slightly over half of the human race as well as if they were male (same legal rights. Same educational rights. Same rights to travel safely. Same vocational and employment rights. Same rights to dress comfortably, conveniently, safely). Oppression begins at home. Depersonalization begins at home. Thought control begins at home. You can suggest they begin in fear, or in books, or in houses or worship, but they can't be systemic if they aren't carried home.
These rights are, oddly, the same ones as ethnic, sexual, and religious minorities want. Many of them are male. You wouldn't think it would be hard to understand.
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Damn, I should have made blini.
I'm glad we're talking about women and gender equality and all that, anyway. Hillary Clinton said some things I actually quite liked, which is sort of novel. Now, back to my heavily male-dominated workplace.
"You wouldn't think it would be hard to understand."
this.
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