I am a feminist. Just as Maya Angelou says, “I’m a feminist. I’ve been a female for a long time now. It’d be stupid not to be on my own side.” I have always been for this cause, however as of late I have had the ultimate and dreadful moment of taking that Red Pill and finding myself surrounded with ways in which women are systematically being oppressed- including myself. It’s terrifying and inescapable and rough on the old heart.
Just like in the Matrix, I have donned a full leather outfit, slapped on my speed-dealing sunnies and fought through conversation after provoked conversation of why this world is so fucked up and unfair and bullshit.
This is not a method through which to win any argument.
Huffing and puffing after reading the statistics of rape, violence against women and ‘normal’ day to day accounts of abuse against women had me realing. I wanted everyone to know what was going on, because as far as I could tell I was the only one in my circle completely and utterly outraged.
Yes, people are aware… but is it really an issue until it becomes personal? I recently came across this on a FB named Feminists United raising the question: Are we lucky not to be oppressed like those that have it worse than us?
When having any discussion about feminism, what I find most frustrating is others telling me that the issue is irrelevant or unimportant merely because it hasn’t occurred within my own country/circle… The fact that there is distance between ourselves personally and the people that have lived worse and worse travesties such as those listed in this picture above is of no comfort.
Should we be appreciative of the fact that we may be less oppressed than some people, instead of just demanding not to be oppressed at all?
My goal for the remainder of the year is this: to attain the ability to have the conversation. To have it in a way that awareness and self-responsibility may ensue.
Someone that I admire oh so much not only for her work for the Feminist cause, but for the way in which she can communicate such powerful words without confrontation, aggression or grabbing the other person by the throat and shaking them while tears of rage drip down her pretty deranged face… is Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie.
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie is a warrior and she knows that to get people to understand, you cannot ever get through with a tone of accusation. So, now I know… I’m working on it.
Ngozi’s book, ‘We should all be feminists’ is the transcribed version of an incredible TedTalk in which she spoke like a true, powerful woman. Girl Power ignited in the heat of passion for a cause that means so much to more than 50% of the world’s population.
This book is around 40 pages long and gives you real arguments as for why feminism is important for ALL of us. Not just women growing up in developing countries, not just the child brides, not just the abused and violated and NOT just the women!
WE SHOULD ALL BE FEMINISTS
Ever had this so-called ‘red-pill’ moment? How did you deal AND what you going to do about it?