It’s International Women’s Day. Huzzah! Hooray for women! Etc.
You know a ranty feminist such as myself had to mark it in some way or other.
Hmm… maybe I shouldn’t say ‘ranty feminist’ on IWD. I should probably say “articulate, empowered woman”. So, yes, that.
A lot of people don’t think we need a day like this any more. I mean it’s not like women only make up 20% of MPs, or 2 women a week in Britain alone die at the hands of their partner or ex. Oh wait, that is the case? Awkward… And this is in the UK, a place where I am grateful to have been born because I have unprecedented freedoms as a woman, compared to almost any other time and place in the world. It’s enough to make you weep.
What annoys me is when women with education, a career and freedom of speech harp on about not being feminist, or indeed not needing feminism. It’s like, take a moment and think mate, just take a moment.
But I guess it’s difficult because as a privileged western white woman I don’t feel the full force of the patriarchy in my every day like (well, I do a bit!), so I can see how people would this that the Bloody Patriarchy just didn’t exist. Sexism is pernicious, it’s a crafty little bugger.
Take, for example, the word ‘bossy’. It had never occurred to be that bossy was a gendered word, until I tried to think of a scenario when I’d heard it used to describe a boy or a man. I couldn’t. Can you?
Bossy is what we call our daughters when they are assertive, when they are leading the pack. Well, that’s not cool. So, in case you haven’t come across it yet, I thought for IWD I’d share this insightful and important campaign with y’all. Enjoy: