How I Became A Feminist

Common Sense

Yesterday was International Women’s Day and it got me thinking . . .

I’m a white male from Surrey, in terms of the world I’ve pretty much gone to Vegas, found a coin on the street, played a slot machine and won the $10 million jackpot. Short of being born into the aristocracy that is about as good as it can get without any factor I could of controlled.

But, and it is a BIG but that doesn’t seem right.

Quite frankly it is awesome, I will suffer almost no crime, I will suffer almost no violence, I will not be traffic-ed across the world to be used as unpaid labour or have to sell my body, I will get the best rate of pay for my work, I can walk away from any children I produce, I will be pretty safe from sexual assault, my opinion will be respected, I will not be forced into a wedding, I will be allowed to drive, I will be allowed to go to school, I will not be expected to cook, clean, and wash as the sole purpose of my existence. That is a long list but by no means exhaustive, very far from it.

Now that means I am in a great position. But these things are so good we should all have them, not hold back 50% of the world in some idea that if we don’t we will lose them. Actually equality of rights, pay and status for women is not about making our lives as men worse, its about making everyone have a life this good.

Imagine saying to your mum, your sister, your child, your friend that she doesn’t have the right to all these things, that because she has a different content in her pants she should be a second class citizen.

I’m lucky to have the most talented brilliant friends, they have worked far harder than I ever will to reach their positions in life and in work, they all have stories of objectification, groping, or being passed over for a man. That makes me so very sad, but I also see in them and so many other women a million new cracks being put in that glass ceiling, they are moving the world steps closer to ending this tired old crap.

I want to end on an example, look at what men have done with this world, we have divided society, we have committed outrages against each other, we have basically chosen the wrong option. Now look at a young lady from Pakistan, Malala Yousafzai, the girl who doesn’t know the meaning of stop. Wouldn’t you rather she had a crack at running the world instead. I leave you with her very simple explanation of why I am a feminist.

malala

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2 comments

  1. This is such a brilliant post, thank you for standing up and showing your support!

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