Why I think feminism is a joke – Delco Times
Every time I write about abortion I get a lot of reluctance from people who disagree. Okay, who wouldn’t love to train with the kind of person who thinks it’s perfectly normal to terminate a pregnancy when the baby is just inches from the birth canal? Of course, these are not the only types of people who oppose the abortion ban. There are reasonable individuals who don’t see it in the black and white terms I have adopted, due to my Catholic upbringing, my work with refugees, and my visceral hostility to feminists. In fact, my friend Albert Eisenberg made a wonderful point about those like him who take a more moderate stance on the issue. He tweeted:
“Democrats who want abortion in the 2nd and 3rd trimesters are extremists outside mainstream opinion. Rs who do not want any abortions, even in the first few weeks of pregnancy, are also extremely outside the mainstream. Only one side seems to take arrows for it. Why? Reply. The GOP is extraordinarily bad at exposing the end of modern Democrats on social issues, despite the fact that there is enough material to work with.
I fully admit that I am an extremist when it comes to whether a child has the right to be born. There is no room for maneuver for me, no negotiation, no gray areas. The “rape and incest” exceptions are what my former law professors called “red herrings” to end the discussion.
But as Albert writes, there are other people who have such a drastic view of abortion, on the other hand, people who pass for “reasonable” in the cocktail society. These are the people who think of abortion as “health care,” and usually have blue checks after their name on Twitter. The difference between them and me (besides the lack of a blue check) is simple: political affiliation. I’m not really talking Democrat versus Republican, although Albert is right to make this distinction because it covers a lot of philosophical territory. In the post-Trump era, membership in a particular party has less of an impact on how we perceive things (and how we are viewed) than our philosophical allegiance.
I am a conservative, an anti-feminist, an extreme right-wing woman. I was a Republican and I was a Democrat and I was independent, but even through these partisan changes, my identity has remained constant: I hate liberalism. There’s no way to sugarcoat it or conjure up a Kumbaya moment: Deep down, I reject anything that smacks of progressive politics. The fact that I work with asylum seekers, something that would normally put me on the “enemy” side for some Republicans and many conservatives “seal the border”, does not change my belief that every human life has dignity. and should be treated with respect. until he no longer deserves this treatment. It is a conservative position, which recognizes a tradition that flows from our Founders: we all have an inalienable right to life. We also have the freedom to make mistakes, but the obligation to bear the consequences. As for the pursuit of happiness, I’ll leave that to AOC and the folks at the Met Gala.
Which brings me to the point of this column, several paragraphs in: I despise feminism. You can put that in the “duh” category I guess, but I’ve seen an unfortunate trend over the last few years that sort of equates to being independent, strong, and outspoken with being a feminist. Unfortunately, some of my Conservative colleagues have fallen into the trap, the hook and the stiletto.
Feminism is sold and presented as the idea that women are as good as men and have an equal place in society. It is touted as a philosophy that empowers women (unless those women were born with testicles, in which case it empowers ambitious women). It is used to show how “evolved” we have become, or should be, with respect to our daughters. This fueled the MeToo movement, sparked a race for the pink thread, justified the murder of 48 year old babies, in addition to generating millions of pages of books with titles like “Know Your Worth”, “The Handmaid’s Tale” , “Les monologues du vagina” and its sequel “Tell the vagina to be silent”. (Yes, I invented the latter.)
There are even women who identify as “anti-abortion” but also define themselves as “pro-life feminists”. Ick and eew. It dishonours those of us who believe feminism is a philosophy of exclusion with very little to do with empowering women and everything to do with shaming men. Some men, the kind who gladly accompany their partners to see The View in person, call themselves male feminists. Perhaps Dr Fauci will recommend testosterone booster shots for those with affliction. But I digress.
Let me give you a recent example of the nastiness of self-describing feminists. ’80s supermodel Linda Evangelista stepped out this week and admitted she suffered botched plastic surgery, which left her “unrecognizable”. She explained that due to the medical procedure, she essentially became a hermit, hiding from public view. Instead of arguing, as “the brotherhood” always claims (cut to Sarah Palin rolling on the floor dissolving in a laugh), they made sarcastic and cruel comments that she shouldn’t be obsessed with her. appearance. , how ridiculous it was for a woman to value herself based on her appearance, and how much that played into the game of patriarchy.
My first thought when looking at these comments on social media was that it was quite easy for women who looked like them (you could see their profiles in their tweets) to make fun of a woman who was making millions because of her beauty. Obviously, they had never had this problem.
But more than that, it reminded me how much modern feminism only values a certain form of woman, a certain type of independence, a certain flavor and color, and a fierce race. It does not tolerate any dissent, nor does it accept any request for clarification, such as why institutional feminists have not respected the accomplishments of Justice Amy Coney Barrett? Or why did they abandon Monica Lewinsky? Or why did they just roll their eyes when Senator Susan Collins received death threats for voting for Justice Brett Kavanaugh?
On a more personal level, why did they call me obscenity on a national website dedicated to “empowering women?” “
These are all rhetorical questions, of course. The truth is quite simple.
Feminists can’t see past the ends of their noisy, annoying vaginas and fail to understand that the only organs that really matter have nothing to do with sex: the fearless heart and the beautiful, independent brain.
Christine Flowers is a lawyer. His column appears Sunday and Thursday. Email him at [email protected]