I think of the conservative blogosphere as a sort of extended family. Most of the bloggers I link to I’ve never met in person or even had an email exchange with. Others I “talk to” regularly via email, and I’ve gotten to know a few of them a little bit in person. When a “flame war” erupts between members of this extended family, I mostly try to stay out of it. But I feel the need to weigh in on the flap between Stacy McCain, who I’ve met and gotten to know a little, and Little Miss Attila, who I’ve never met, but seems like a pretty decent lady. I don’t want to take sides. I’m just thinking I’ll throw in my two cents about “feminists.”
I don’t want to call myself a feminist. I don’t want anyone else to call me a feminist. While I believe that the suffragettes of days gone by did good things for women, I find the whole feminism business to be quite outdated and divisive. I’ve never found myself to be at war with men. I have been competitive with them in business, but I also compete with women. In my line of work, gender differences don’t matter. You’re either good at your job or you’re not. In my husband’s line of work, men are better at it. They’re physically stronger than women. It’s a fact of nature.
I have no desire to climb a ladder and strip a roof, or learn how to solder copper, or any of the other things he does. I also don’t want to be responsible for moving the nearly 200″ of snow we’ve gotten this year on our driveway. I’ll do laundry, thank you very much. Then again, with my irrational fear of vomiting, and his distaste for snot, we’ve worked out a nice little arrangement where he sleeps with the kids if they get a stomach virus (while I disinfect the entire house) and I take care of the colds and other viruses. I just call it a modern family.
I put myself through college with some help from my parents. I went on to have a promising career. I bought a house on my own, then I met Mr. LC and we got married. When we had children I decided to put my family before my career. While I still work, I chose to pass up promotions and other opportunities so I could have the flexibility to be here for my kids. I guess you could call me a disappointment to the feminists. Just as the women who choose to stay home full time to raise their kids and keep house are disappointments to the feminists.
To be honest, I don’t spend much time at all thinking about feminists or reading their drivel. I recently had a conversation with another working mom, and she cursed the “bra-burners” for making our lives so much more difficult. I was right there with her.
Can women have it all? Yes, they can. Are women that have it all happy? I can’t answer that, because I chose not to have it all.
As for the rest of it, I simply don’t have the time. Little Miss Attila made this point, and I’m not sure if I agree or disagree:
Among chickbloggers we have zero arguments about his. Zero. Those who believe in the existence of equity feminism write about it, or acknowledge it in some way. Those who do not, do not–they find other terms to express ideas that are often quite simliar.
Maybe I do have similar ideas. I don’t know. I pretty much ignore feminism because I find it to be an -ism I don’t subscribe to. Maybe if I lived in a society where clitorectomies and beheadings of women who don’t toe the line were the norm I would feel differently. Thankfully, I live in a free republic. If the majority of feminists get their way that won’t be the case for long.
In short, I find this “ism” to be another “ism” that the political class uses to divide us. Apparently, it seems to be working.