Monday, August 25, 2014

True Feminism vs. Pussy Power

Kristen Hatten articulated it best when she said, "Only a movement so far up its own ass could call both Meshell Ndegeocello and Madonna 'feminists.'" 

In this case it's more like Malala Yousafzai and Beyoncé.

Now, as someone who's often told I can't call myself a feminist because I don't believe in violence in the womb, trust me, I'm very slow to kick anyone out of the club. However, allowing women who constantly commodify their bodies for the highest bidding award show or best paying record label to proclaim themselves as "feminists" without any outrage means we're okay with them prostituting all of our bodies. Because this isn't just damaging to them. They are creating a culture that sees all of us as parts and pieces to be acquired, sold, and traded at leisure. 

It's bad for the message. It's bad for the movement. It's bad for women. 

What they are doing is not feminism, it's pussy power. Plain and simple. And there's a big difference between the two.

They're frustrated, so they cheat. They give a big "F-U!" to the rest of us and decide this is how they're beating the man (off *cough*). I get it. Sometimes the thought of being viewed as a fully equal human being also seems like a daydream. However, I choose not to suck balls to get ahead. Literally. 

You might not understand the difference, so let me give you a few examples:

Pussy Power Fauxminism says, "First both of my legs go back on your head, and whatever you want, yeah baby, I'm bad." -Beyoncé

Feminism says, "Men, their rights, and nothing more; women, their rights and nothing less." -Susan B. Anthony

Pussy Powers says, "You want me? I walk down the hallway. You like it? The bedroom's my runway. Slap me! I'm pinned to the doorway. Kiss, bite, foreplay." -Queen B

Feminism says, “I raise up my voice - not so I can shout but so that those without a voice can be heard... we cannot succeed when half of us are held back.” -Malala Yousafzai

Pussy Power says, "I know when you were little girls, you dreamt of being in my world. Don’t forget it, don’t forget it. Respect that, bow down, bitches." -Yep, Bey, again

Feminism says, “I will not have my life narrowed down. I will not bow down to somebody else's whim or to someone else's ignorance.” -bell hooks

I see so many "feminists" enraged when their daughters are sent home for wearing skirts that are too short, then they turn around and take the same 15-year-old to a Bey concert. How damned confused do you want that kid to be? Which is it, ladies?! Are we carnal, animalistic sexual creatures, or not? You can't have it both ways. If we want men to be better, we must be better. It's just that basic. We must be the leaders who show them not just how to treat us, but how to treat every single human being they come in contact with. We seriously have that much power and it could change the entire freaking world if we could get our acts together. 

We are not equal. Thank God. We want equal human rights, and we damn well deserve them, but at the end of the day we are uniquely feminine. Once we finally realize this, perhaps we can get this clusterfucked movement back on track, because right now we have a bunch of chicks rep'n feminism while shakin' their asses on MTV. And WE'RE PROUD OF THAT?!? Really? 

Our innate powers and abilities are what set us apart. The second we embrace everything that makes us female, rather than denying it or whoring it out, we might finally stand a chance. Right now "feminism" is stuck in the extremes. We treat our fertility like a disease and burden, rather than the bad ass super power it is (we can make people, let. that. shit. sink. in.), OR we're nothing but sexual creatures, so sexually liberated that every orifice is primed and ready at all times. I bet the patriarchy just hates that. 

Dear god, please wake up, Feminism. Because you look stupid. 


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Tuesday, August 12, 2014

The Value of Human Life

I cannot relate to the horror of knowing my child might be decapitated.

I cannot relate to the trauma of having my daughters kidnapped while at school simply because they are girls and not boys.

I do not have to worry about having only moments to run for shelter before a bomb is dropped on my family.

These are all evils I am desperately aware of, but they are not happening here, to me, now. I cannot act like they are. I can donate money and share links; I can contact elected officials and speak until I'm blue in the face about how these atrocities must stop, but can I stop them? Probably not. Can I relate to them on anything more than a superficial level? If I'm being completely honest, no.

Sadly, these horrific events are happening on the other side of the world. I lose sleep imagining them, aching to do something, but nothing of real use comes from my comfortable anguish.

Then an actor dies. A funny man who beneath it all was so sad he took his own life. And I can relate to that. I can relate to being in a part of the world that has everything yet still lacks so much. I've never truly been without shelter or safety, but I have felt great sadness and the truest despair possible in the only environment I've ever known. I’ve lost more than I can ever hope to gain back. I’ve grieved a soul mate taken from me far too soon. I've felt that defeated and lost. I've had those thoughts. I've looked at all I was blessed with and hated myself even more for feeling so hopeless when I had so much. I can relate to some Hollywood actor more than I can relate to a mother who fears for the life of her child on a minute by minute basis. That might not be socially acceptable, but it's the truth.

We are all aware of the pain, suffering, and reprehensible evils in the world, but they often feel too far off to fix.

Then there are those that hit close to home, and we feel like we might actually have a shot at making an impact. So we share our own stories, and we let others know they're not alone in this universal struggle, because yes, you can mourn a celebrity while still fighting oppression in the Middle East and aching for the families suffering there. It's not an either/or... it's an all. We all hurt, but thankfully, we also all belong to something bigger; something human. And that humanity is the only thing capable of overpowering such suffering, no matter what side of the globe we're on.

However, that same humanity is also incapable of devaluing even one human life, whether it's lost in California, Israel, Nigeria, or Iraq- because that humanity, the humanity which will save us all, counts every single life as precious.


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Thank You, Mom.

Today is my birthday and I just wanted to take a minute to tell you all how amazing my mother is. She was 19, single, and living away from home when she found out she was pregnant. She knew choosing life for me meant she would have to leave college and move back home. She had every reason in the world to abort me and pretend like I never existed. But she didn't. She put my life over her own and has been an amazing example of what true female strength is ever since. She spent the next decade working to provide for me while finishing her degree. My mother is one of the most courageous women I've ever known. And as I sit here today, watching my kids jump through the sprinklers in her front yard, I cannot thank her enough for giving me life. That choice will impact generations to come...

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