The Finch Formerly Known As Gold

13 March 2007

Fish enjoys bicycling, film at eleven

Let it be said at the top that I'm inclined to believe that there may be at least as many definitions of "feminism" as there are women, and I don't feel qualified to cough up one of my own, what with (1) this Y chromosome of mine and (2) the fact that I have spent very little of my adult life in the company of women and therefore have scant experience upon which to draw.

That said, I'm wondering if there's an answer for this:

Being in love is awesome. Being married is awesome. Sharing a bed with a man means cuddles, sex, backrubs, back scratches, someone to wake you from your nightmares, or commisserate when the alarm clock goes off. Being in a relationship means you have someone you can count on to hold you when you cry, take care of you when you’re sick, run errands and do chores with — and you enjoy doing the same for them. A husband is an ally to make long term plans with. Being coupled makes everything else in life better. It's the frosting on the cupcake.

How does any of the above make me not a feminist? How does the desire for and enjoyment of male companionship somehow make me opposed to women's equal legal rights, control of our own bodies, economic advancement, and general well-being?

Okay, it doesn't sound, you know, independent, but how many of us are really in a position to provide for all of our own needs?

And no, I'm not upset with anyone; I'm just playing darts.

Posted at 7:42 AM to Table for One


My definition of feminism is equality which is not the same as independence. As long as she is the one who chooses to live the way that she does, then I have no problem with it.

Posted by: sya at 11:06 AM on 13 March 2007

i posted on jackie's comments about feminism a few days before that. i'm in the camp that she can do whatever she wants ala camille paglia.

Posted by: heron at 11:33 PM on 14 March 2007