Why Society Still Needs Feminism
Because to men, a key is a device to open something. For women, it’s a weapon we hold between our fingers when we’re walking alone at night.
Because the biggest insult for a guy is to be called a “pussy,” a “little bitch” or a “girl.” From here on out, being called a “pussy” is an effing badge of honor.
Because last month, my politics professor asked the class if women should have equal representation in the Supreme Court, and only three out of 42 people raised their hands.
Because rape jokes are still a thing.
Because despite being equally broke college kids, guys are still expected to pay for dates, drinks and flowers.
Because as a legit student group, Campus Fellowship does not allow women to lead anything involving men. Look, I know Eve was dumb about the whole apple and snake thing, but I think we can agree having a vagina does not directly impact your ability to lead a
Because it’s assumed that if you are nice to a girl, she owes you sex — therefore, if she turns you down, she’s a bitch who’s put you in the “friend zone.” Sorry, bro, women are not machines you put kindness coins into until sex falls out.
Because only 29 percent of American women identify as feminist, and in the words of author Caitlin Moran, “What part of ‘liberation for women’ is not for you? Is it freedom to vote? The right not to be owned by the man you marry? The campaign for equal pay? Did all that good shit get on your nerves? Or were you just drunk at the time
of the survey?”
Because when people hear the term feminist, they honestly think of women burning bras. Dude, have you ever bought a bra? No one would burn them because they’re freaking
Because Rush Limbaugh.
Because we now have a record number of women in the Senate … which is a measly 20 out of 100. Congrats, USA, we’ve gone up to 78th place for women’s political representation, still below China, Rwanda and Iraq.
Because recently I had a discussion with a couple of well-meaning Drake University guys, and they literally could not fathom how catcalling a woman walking down University Avenue is creepy and sexist.
Could. Not. Fathom.
Because on average, the tenured male professors at Drake make more than the tenured female professors.
Because more people on campus complain about chalked statistics regarding sexual assault than complain about the existence of sexual assault. Priorities? Have them.
Because 138 House Republicans voted against the Violence Against Women Act. All 138 felt it shouldn’t provide support for Native women, LGBT people or immigrant women. I’m kind of confused by this, because I thought LGBT people and women of color were also human beings.
Because a girl was roofied last semester at a local campus bar, and I heard someone say they think she should have been more careful. Being drugged is her fault, not the fault of the person who put drugs in her drink?
Because Chris Brown beat Rihanna so badly she was hospitalized, yet he still has fans and bestselling songs and a tattoo of an abused woman on his neck.
Because out of 7 billion people on the planet, more than 1 billion women will be raped or beaten in their lifetimes. Women and girls have their clitorises cut out, acid thrown on them and broken bottles shoved up them as an act of war. Every second of every day. Every corner of the Earth.
Because the other day, another friend of mine told me she was raped, and I can no longer count on both my hands the number of friends who have told me they’ve been sexually assaulted. Words can’t express how scared I am that I’m getting used to this.
Because a brief survey of reality will tell you that we do not live in a world that values all people equally and that sucks in real, very scary ways. Because you know we live in a sexist world when an awesome thing with the name “feminism” has a weird connotation. Because if I have kids someday, I want my son to be able to have emotions and play dress up, and I want my daughter to climb trees and care more about what’s in her head than what’s on it. Because I don’t want her to carry keys between her fingers at night to
Because feminism is for everybody, and this is your official invitation.” —Caitlin O’Donnell, Drake University. (via on-another-note)
My friend Robi wrote me an awesome obit and I love it even if that is a weird thing to love.
So earlier I tweeted this:
Just indexed an obit for a guy who had been injured in a shootout with Bonnie and Clyde when he was younger.He ran in to help with no weapon
— Kim (@kimber00)
New goal in life:Have something that awesome in my obit.
— Kim (@kimber00)
Robi promised to write me said awesome obit even if he had to make the whole thing up. And just in case he dies first, he penned this:
“Kim R- W- was once classy dame. But not one of those uppity kinds. No, sir. She was a real boot kicking, fun loving, lady-when-she-needed-to-be type of broad. She was usually described as ‘sweet when she wanted to be, but watch out when she didn’t.’
Known as the “Snarky Bibliophile on Drury Lane,” but modest to a fault at times, most people don’t realize that the Disney princess Belle was actually based upon Kim. At least the awesome, smart, snarky, pretty part. That hapless victim part? “Eff that. I would have taken the library and burned the place down if he pulled that,” Kim said after seeing her movie portrayal.
Kim was a main proponent of the “Read or Punch” campaign, whereas, in a role-reversing twist of days of nerds past, she instituted the once controversial, but now highly touted practice of punching people in the face for not reading. Due to her commitment to this doctrine, libraries are now full of money, books, and ice packs, and are thriving in a modern day Renaissance of literacy.
Kim left this earth on ___, because she had reached such a level of awesomeness that the world had realized it could no longer contain her. It was reported she spontaneously combusted into a flash of bright light, and a tome detailing her life was left in her place.
She is survived by her husband, Chuck, who honestly does not know what to do now that she’s gone. Seriously. She also left a plethora of friends and family who feel like the glue of their life has left them, as well as a shit ton of people all across the world who are left to wallow in their sadness and think, “I never even got to meet her. What will my life become?” She was preceded in glorious earth exits by her Wonder Twin, and they are no doubt ‘tearing it up’ in whatever badass plane of existence they are in now. Until they get kicked out of that one too.
There will be no visitation. Why? Because if you haven’t already seen and met Kim, then you don’t deserve to now. Suck for you. Deal with it. In lieu of flowers, go buy a damn book and read it, then give it to a kid. Both the kid and mankind will thank you for it.”
New goal: Make this happen.
So this video started going around my facebook today, with about a dozen of my female friends sharing the link with comments like, and “Everyone needs to see this”, and “All girls should watch this,” and “This made me cry.” And I’m not trying to shame those girls! I definitely understand why they would do so. And I don’t want to be a killjoy. But as I clicked the link and started watching the video, I started to feel a slight sense of discomfort. I couldn’t put my finger on why that was, exactly, but it continued throughout the whole thing. After watching the video several more times, I have some thoughts…
Yup, yup, yup.