The F-Word
Sorry, this is going to be a little rant-y.
For a long time, I never really thought about feminism. I was raised in a nice middle class home where I was taught from a young age about the importance of independence and inner beauty (seriously, my mom told me so much when I was growing up that I was “pretty on the inside — where it counts” that I thought I was a troll). So when I pictured feminists, I pictured Jane and Michael Banks’ mother rallying for women’s suffrage — and thought it was completely out of date.
Still one of my favorite feminists.
More and more, I’m realizing that for some reason, not everyone was raised to think like this. And this is especially terrifying because it seems to me that a lot of people in positions of power within our government don’t seem to think this way either. I mean, really — wasn’t the birth control debate settled DECADES ago? Why are we having it again?
The point is that SOME PEOPLE seem to be under the impression that WOMEN were put on this earth to SUPPORT MEN (read this interesting article about ex-Mormons and Mitt Romney, for starters). To be fair, I think that most of the world believed that at some point or another throughout history… but as a country (and in modern society in general), I thought we were agreed that men and women were created equal?
Then you get people like Raven (who I found via the lovely ECR). Raven thinks “democrat is a curse word” and thinks it’s stupid when women don’t dress for men.
She makes a lot of sweeping generalizations about what roughly 50% of all humankind likes (and apparently it’s not J Crew or cardigans), but the thing that is mostly off-putting to me is how she can obviously only find happiness from other people’s (read: men) judgements of her. I mean, what would this girl wear if there were no men around? Would she be a confused deer-in-the-headlights because she wouldn’t know who to please?
