One of my biggest pet peeves are groups (any kind... Boy Scouts, Girl Scouts, Civic Groups, Religious Groups, etc...) that set up to sell something as you're leaving the grocery store. And they always have the kids accost you - and regardless of how polite you are at saying "no", the child will not leave you alone.
This happened to me today. I said "No, thank you" at least five times to a girl who was probably 8 or so (admittedly, I suck-suck-suck at guessing ages of children, you know, from not owning any myself). Finally, a woman (and I use the term loosely) says something along the lines of "WHAT?? Ain't you a feminist?? You don't want to support little girls?? What is your PROBLEM??"
I saw RED.
First off, I'm really not a huge feminist. I would be an absolute hypocrite to say that I was, indeed, a dyed-in-the-wool feminist. There are quite a few reasons for this... I'm a stay-at-home wife, I volunteer with local organizations, I love expensive shoes and handbags, and I'm basically *kept*. The lifestyle I lead works for me. Period.
Secondly, The Hubs and I have pretty traditional gender roles. I take care of our home, I cook the meals, do the shopping, and the laundry and all the other happy crappy - to include managing our two other homes (which are rental properties). The Hubs works and travels frequently, so this allows me to go along on trips if I want to. Sorry, not sorry, I'm opting out of the North Carolina trip in April.
And lastly... I do give a fuck about girls and how the media portrays them and how their self-esteem is all wrapped up in what they *should* be or are *expected* to be by society's standards. This is one of the reasons why I volunteer and work with Women's Flat Track Roller Derby. Ladies of all backgrounds, races, religions, sexuality, sizes, and abilities are encouraged to join. Fuck, you don't have to skate - most teams are charity teams (501C tax status) and give their proceeds away to local shelters or food banks.
THAT is empowerment. Not pimping out your girls to sell a shitty box of cookies and calling it "feminism".
Gracefully stepping off my soapbox now.
Thank you for reading.
Gulf J.
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