If I were ever to turn away from feminism
, or at least stop defining
myself as one, it will be to finally get away from people who use semantics
s of past "mistakes" of the "feminist movement
", stupid quotes from people who were writing 30 years ago and actions of individual "members" of said "movement" to sidestep
the issue of inequality between the sexes.
You can call me whatever you like, including feminazi, pipe smoking cat loving dyke or brainless hysterical female. Whatever works for you is fine, just don't think you can sidetrack me with it.
I will not get into arguments on whether all men are rapists or not. I didn't say that and it's not my job to defend it. You want to condemn all of feminism because of 4 words (not, in fact) written by a woman none of whose work you probably ever read? Fine. You will be summarily added to the list of fuckwits on whom I shall not waste time, you can say that you left me speechless, and we'll both be happy.
I don't care in the least about your father, brother, cousin or next door neighbour who was the victim of "reverse discrimination". Give me verifiable statistics or leave me alone. Neither am I heartbroken that you can't get a scholarship to an academic institution on anything but academic merit. Boohoo for you, indeed. I'm sorry that you feel deprived by being the only one not to cheat the system, but there you have it.
I refuse to shed tears for those of you who get the occasional dirty look or hostile comment from an overzealous college student immersed in feminist literature. I have to live in the real world, my friends, and in the real world there is no look as dirty as that of a manager that won't give you a job, but would love you to give him one, if you catch my drift. So I don't whine about men being swine, and you don't whine about women being pissy about it. Deal?
Now, having said all that, if anyone still has anything substantial to challenge my feminism with, I'll be in the room labeled "leave your bullshit at the door".