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Opinions are like a...yeah, you know
Feb. 9th, 2006 08:44 amI made this comment in a friend's locked post today but thought I'd cut the general text and paste it here. Here at KU it's the month of the February Sisters, with lots of feminist lectures, activities, etc. February also, unfortunately, saw the death of Betty Friedan this year.
I'm a feminist. Very much so. And yet I would love to be a "home-maker"--build a warm, friendly, and efficient home for someone. I would love to cook frugal, tasty meals and incorporate leftovers into fantastic second-dinners. I would love to sew fun, artistic, yet classic clothing items for a partner. I would love to have the time to volunteer at the Merc. I would love to devote time to working on art projects without worrying about them being my main source of income. I would love to Take Care of a partner and, quite literally, have that be my job (For now I Take Care of graduate students and that's a decent compromise).
I've been bashed several times by feminists who believe that the Women's Liberation Movement was about gaining personal and financial independence for women no matter what the cost. I believe that the Women's Liberation Movement was about giving women a choice.
I am a feminist, yes. I believe women should have the option to pursue whatever career path they chose, and get paid the same as a male counterpart. But I know that for myself, I am more comfortable in the standard gender-role stereotype of caregiver. There are a lot of women like me who are disparaged so often for this that many of us have fallen into the sad attitude of "I'm not a feminist, but..." And that makes me so very, very angry--at the women themselves who stopped fighting for that feminist title, and the women, calling themselves feminists, who eventually wore them down.
OK, that said, here is my piece I wrote on the tongue-piercing experience: Biting the Bullet. It's a PDF file. Deal. EDIT:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
professormass was kind enough to put the document in HTML format for you guys. Here 'tis, not that anyone's mentioned it. *cough*
My wrist is aching today from too much typing yesterday, so I'm taking it easy today.
I'm a feminist. Very much so. And yet I would love to be a "home-maker"--build a warm, friendly, and efficient home for someone. I would love to cook frugal, tasty meals and incorporate leftovers into fantastic second-dinners. I would love to sew fun, artistic, yet classic clothing items for a partner. I would love to have the time to volunteer at the Merc. I would love to devote time to working on art projects without worrying about them being my main source of income. I would love to Take Care of a partner and, quite literally, have that be my job (For now I Take Care of graduate students and that's a decent compromise).
I've been bashed several times by feminists who believe that the Women's Liberation Movement was about gaining personal and financial independence for women no matter what the cost. I believe that the Women's Liberation Movement was about giving women a choice.
I am a feminist, yes. I believe women should have the option to pursue whatever career path they chose, and get paid the same as a male counterpart. But I know that for myself, I am more comfortable in the standard gender-role stereotype of caregiver. There are a lot of women like me who are disparaged so often for this that many of us have fallen into the sad attitude of "I'm not a feminist, but..." And that makes me so very, very angry--at the women themselves who stopped fighting for that feminist title, and the women, calling themselves feminists, who eventually wore them down.
OK, that said, here is my piece I wrote on the tongue-piercing experience: Biting the Bullet. It's a PDF file. Deal. EDIT:
professormass was kind enough to put the document in HTML format for you guys. Here 'tis, not that anyone's mentioned it. *cough*My wrist is aching today from too much typing yesterday, so I'm taking it easy today.