“Male privilege; if anything, women are the privileged ones.”
Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE to count my blessings, but let’s not pretend that this is ACTUALLY what Thanksgiving was founded on.
When it came to our bodies – our delicate vessels – conservatism was the ultimate goal. Sex? Never before marriage. Masturbation? Merely a sinful temptation that we must stray away from in order to keep ourselves pure. Reproductive rights? Don’t even get me started. Sins, undoubtedly.
Silence is a powerful weapon and is a sign of acceptance. It is the beast that allows acts of violence, ignorance, and racism to be seen as acceptable behavior in our world.
I thought that being “colorblind” meant not being racist; that if we willed the differences away, they’d slink to the furthest reaches of the earth, never to be seen again.
This line of thinking is completely backwards.
Despite the recent resurgence in Feminism, women are still subject to criticism directed at their image in a way that men have never had to deal with. In a 2010 interview, when asked what designers she likes to wear, Hillary Clinton replied, “Would you ever ask a man that question?”
That is the privilege and power of White, Western feminism – to refuse to hear other women’s voices, especially those who may inherently contradict their fundamental perspectives of womanhood.