I was unapologetically
A
Feminist.
In the safe cocoon
Of my parents’
Encouragement and
Support
I could talk loud and
Indignant about the
Inequality I was learning
More about
Everyday.
And then
I went out in the world,
To college,
And quickly observed that
Most men–
And, to my dismay,
Lots of women–
Didn’t
Want to
Talk about
Feminism.
That word made people
Roll their eyes and even
Sneer.
And so,
I stopped talking about it.
I put my head down,
And I painstakingly gathered a
Life together that,
I felt,
Wasn’t affected by
The inequality.
“I don’t see it in my life,”
I’d think tremulously
When I did hear
Women talking about the
Persistent
Male-centeredness of our
Society and our
World.
I’ve never been beaten up by
A boyfriend.
I’ve never been
Raped.
I’ve never
(To my unexamined knowledge)
Been paid less than a
Man doing the
Same work.
I wouldn’t have even
Wanted to stay home from work
More than
Twelve weeks when I had my
Son,
And
I have a job that gave me
Sick time to use and
Short-term disability
When I was on maternity leave.
I don’t live in a society that
Doesn’t let women drive,
Or slices out their clitoris,
Or makes them the
Property of their husbands.
So for 20 years,
I avoided.
Whenever there was an
Article in the news about
Women’s inequality
I skipped it,
Packing down the
Consternation in my gut that
This is
Still
An
Issue.
When I did hear women
Broach the subject
I’d nod along but
Not really
Go
There.
Too depressing.
Too big to solve.
And
Not
My
Problem.
And yet.
And yet.
My avoidance is becoming
Painful.
I’m aware of a
Throbbing
Dismay that
More
Hasn’t
Changed.
The headlines are starting to
Bellow at me:
Wage inequality;
Women’s reproductive rights in peril;
Mass rape of women and girls in war zones.
The message is
Becoming clear:
It’s time for me to
Start
Thinking and
Writing about
Feminism
Again.
Sure,
Things are
Pretty good for me.
Tolerable,
I guess.
But this is still
Very much a
Man’s
World.
And I feel called to
Hash out a
New
Feminist
Theory
For myself,
That makes sense
Now,
For this moment in history,
That’s not
Angry at men,
That sees myself in
Partnership and
Interdependent with
Men and
Women
Around my community and
Even
The
World.
My formal
Education is
Feeble.
I read some,
But not much,
Feminist theory in
College.
All I have is my
Experience.
I can’t speak for
Womankind.
Women’s lives around the
Globe are so
Vastly different.
If you make a
Generalization about
Women,
You’ll always get someone saying,
“But that’s my
My
Experience.”
And yet.
Fear of that reaction
Has kept my
Feminism dormant and
Festering for 20 years.
And so over the next year or so,
My blog is going to
Explore my
Rekindled feminism.
Some topics I’ll explore include:
“Lessons from the gay rights movement;”
“What makes women women? Biology. Solution centered in the body?”
“Women having more doesn’t mean men having less;”
“Children aren’t a women’s issue, but let’s be real: Infants are;”
“My own personal feminist manifesto;”
“I’d don’t want special rights and I’m not angry. I just want to talk;”
“Maybe my life is okay, but other women’s aren’t. I have a duty to speak up;”
“Independence is a fallacy, we have to come together;”
“Men have a big stake in this, too;”
“The tragedy of misunderstood female sexuality.”
“Do we need a new word for feminism?”
I hope you’ll read
And let me know what you think.