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Me and Feminism
Had the final writing class for the term. There were two stories that got edited before the party part of the class began. And, in a class that's 2:1 women to men, I think I explained badly why one of the stories offended me.
Now, it's a half-military half-cow ranch setting story written by a man. And I have no problem with the fact that there are no women in the mercenary corps his main character trains and fields. The military is still an extremely male dominated area. I do have a problem with the fact that in this ten pages, the men finish a business meeting... and the women bring the food. That's all they do. I have a problem with the fact that the 3IC of the operation gets a full description of his military background... and his wife gets described solely by her looks. I have a problem with their son being a straight-A student, football quarterback who has to beat off the girls and sometimes their angry boyfriends, and he's a crack martial artist because he's his father's son... and the daughters are a pair of lovely girls who are off at college.
I am sorry. I am more than a wife, and more than a pretty face attached to a pair of tits and a vagina. I find the implication that all I'm good for is bringing the food and bearing the children to be extremely offensive.
And then, after I finished saying why I found the piece offensive, one of my other (male) classmates, concluded and dismissed with "Well, now that we've heard from Women's Lib...."
I realized I was a feminist the day one of my college professors pointed out that it was only due to feminists that any of us women were even sitting in the room. And while I don't go as far as a lot of the people whose blogs I read do, I get pissed off when anyone tries to tell me, even tacitly, that there are things I can't or shouldn't do just because my chromosomes match. That I am less than an equal. That my opinions, based as they are on the concept of all humans being equal, are not worthy of consideration.
Anyone who is in love with the idea that having a penis makes them better than someone who keeps their genitalia sensibly tucked inside? Can go insert their superior genitalia up their own anal orifices.
And I'm probably still explaining myself badly.
Sorry for venting. It's been one of those days.
Now, it's a half-military half-cow ranch setting story written by a man. And I have no problem with the fact that there are no women in the mercenary corps his main character trains and fields. The military is still an extremely male dominated area. I do have a problem with the fact that in this ten pages, the men finish a business meeting... and the women bring the food. That's all they do. I have a problem with the fact that the 3IC of the operation gets a full description of his military background... and his wife gets described solely by her looks. I have a problem with their son being a straight-A student, football quarterback who has to beat off the girls and sometimes their angry boyfriends, and he's a crack martial artist because he's his father's son... and the daughters are a pair of lovely girls who are off at college.
I am sorry. I am more than a wife, and more than a pretty face attached to a pair of tits and a vagina. I find the implication that all I'm good for is bringing the food and bearing the children to be extremely offensive.
And then, after I finished saying why I found the piece offensive, one of my other (male) classmates, concluded and dismissed with "Well, now that we've heard from Women's Lib...."
I realized I was a feminist the day one of my college professors pointed out that it was only due to feminists that any of us women were even sitting in the room. And while I don't go as far as a lot of the people whose blogs I read do, I get pissed off when anyone tries to tell me, even tacitly, that there are things I can't or shouldn't do just because my chromosomes match. That I am less than an equal. That my opinions, based as they are on the concept of all humans being equal, are not worthy of consideration.
Anyone who is in love with the idea that having a penis makes them better than someone who keeps their genitalia sensibly tucked inside? Can go insert their superior genitalia up their own anal orifices.
And I'm probably still explaining myself badly.
Sorry for venting. It's been one of those days.