Women
I had a blog on Facebook for a while a year or two ago. This, and anything else tagged old stuff is from that period. Most of them are barely worth the effort it would take to ignore them, there are a couple of entries I made that I feel are (and I don't want to sound arrogant here) pretty much the greatest thing ever. So in the interest of completism, they are included for your enjoyment.
Women
10:50am September 25th, 2007
Recently I was flicking through a copy of cosmopolitan in my work lunch room and I came upon an article entitled “Breast flashing: Is it the new feminism?” And, while Obviously nothing screams “i want equality and to be able to define myself on my own terms” like sexily peeling of your t-shirt in front a room of drunken apes or some guy in a band, I couldn’t help but think something must have gone awry…
I guess the question that jumped into my head was when/why did women start hating themselves this much, or at least, when did they start becoming so complicit in being treated this way? I skipped back to the cover (it being slightly bad form to openly ogle a page of topless women at work, even if it is with the sole intention of expressing solidarity with their progressive message) and looked at the other stories - it was all: sex tips to please your man, how to get that glam job through nothing but fabolousness, why you should make out with your hot friends (hint, your man would like it), how to get a figure that gets you noticed. the handbag that will make you whole etc etc - I am paraphrasing slightly, but those are genuinely the ideas being expressed - a lesson in submissiveness posing as sexy empowerment.
Aren’t we supposed to have left that era behind?