A rant and an elegy
Scenology — By Adele on 2 December, 2008 8:45 pmI’d like to point out a couple of blog posts that you munchkins may enjoy as much as I have in the last week.
One is a fine rant by Ludwig, “Good Riddance to Bad Pseudo-Feminism” – a critique of a painfully dumb article in the Guardian:
Feminism used to be about the promotion of equal rights, equal opportunity and equal freedom for women. In its very essence, it used to be a liberal and egalitarian philosophy. Before parts of the movement transformed into the anti-liberal dogmatism exemplifed by latecomers like Bidisha today: she arrogantly tells other women how to run their lives, attacks their sexual desires as “anti-feminist” simply because they are different from hers, and pontificates about which forms of sexuality and artistic expression are acceptable and which ones are not. That has nothing to do with real feminism. It’s the opposite, actually – to paraphrase Clausewitz, it is the continuation of the patriarchy by other means.
The second post is a sweet, lyrical piece by Irelynn about being a spanking model:
The second thing that has to be said is that, when I get all philosophical and start thinking about who I am as a person, “spanking model” never comes up. It’s not who I am. It’s something that I do occasionally and enjoy a lot, but it doesn’t define me. It’s not even regular enough to be described as a job. I can set myself a lot of expectations if I’m in that kind of mood, but it always comes down to, “I’m a woman so I’m not supposed to do this” or “I’m 18 so really I shouldn’t be doing that”. Never “I’m a spanking model so I should be doing this that way”.
Enjoy these good people’s writing, and leave them clever comments, so that they write even more.
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Two good ones, especially Irelynn. People often say, “You do a thing, and that’s what you are,” then usually ramble on about jobs, hobbies, family, location, and so on. That thinking leads to restriction by association.
I do beleive “Feminism” is an oxymoron. It makes as much sense as if I, using lower case since deity is Goddess, defined myself as “slave” generally, and without discrimination.
That doesn’t mean that, when it happens, I can honestly not surrender my will to Hers.