Monday, 19 August 2013

Feminism

So, I was scrolling through Charlie Brooker's Guardian page, catching up on columns that I have missed, and secretly agree with, most of the time even if I hypocritically do whatever he happens to be complaining about this week.

For some reason, unbeknownst to me, I decided to look at the comments, which I find myself doing more and more recently.

Why do I give a shit whether or not people liked that article, or agreed with it?

I don't.

Which is the simple fact of the matter. I've even started doing it on Twitter and Facebook. But I don't care about what that person thinks or says about that other comment. It's all a mass confusion of words, used by people that can't spell and don't know how to use punctuation. 

So, imagine my fury when, as a relatively stubborn and slightly feminist female, my feelings on seeing a comment about feminism being an act of hostility toward men. 

Let me make one thing clear. 
Feminism is the ism of making women men's equals

We, or I (not wanting to speak for the collective) don't pick on men because they are male and I am not, nor do I pick on men because I wish I was. I pick on men or "find fault in" them because most of them are bloody idiots.

There is no need to believe that a woman, that happens to be a feminist, finding fault in a man has anything to do with her views on feminism unless she states as such. Not only that but the man believing that said woman is finding fault with man and not just pointing out the obvious is very insulting.

Can I also point out that just because a woman is a feminist doesn't mean that she is against men. Reiterating point of being for equality!

The saddest thing about this whole rant is that in its most basic form is about acceptance of genitalia.

Can you believe that something so basic and simple, and something that can't really be changed completely, is what sets a part an entire society? Something that is ingrained within us since the moment we are born. In fact even before, when your parents decide what colour they want to paint your room, what colour your blanket will be. What overgrow to get. The blue or the pink?

I don't dislike men. In fact I consider a few of them friends. That doesn't mean that if they are sexist or derogatory, I won't give them a smack (let's face it, I'm more likely to under said circumstances). The simple fact of the matter is that they are just easy targets. The same way I suppose, that women are easy targets for them.

I won't claim that I'm one of those women that will get touchy over every sexist comment. I suppose it depends on context.

It's a tricky and complex topic that must be handled with care. And I suppose it depends on who you are talking to and how you handle it.

Some things aren't funny. Many make my blood boil.

Why must a woman get attacked with abuse for posting anything remotely feminist? She gets slaughtered because that is the world that we live in.

What the hell sort of society is this? 

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