Today is not just another ordinary day. Today is a big day for
modern feminists across the USA, but especially in our nation’s capital. Today is the Women’s Pay for My Birth Control March on Washington, a demonstration allowing feminists to collectively express their intense hatred dislike for President Donald J. Trump, his attitude and policies toward women. By the way, today’s march does not have an AGENDA. It has VAGENDA.
Apparently, if you want to be a feminist in 2017, it’s not enough to simply want equal rights. It’s not enough to hate men, including those who ever lived as well as those yet to be born. It’s not even enough to blame all that is wrong in this wonderful world on the eeeevil, oppressive patriarchy. No. No. If you want to be a “modern” feminist, you must be disturbingly obsessed with your vagina… or with vaginas in general.
Case in point: The Pussyhat Project.
Activists participating in today’s march will wear unique, pink handmade hats with cat ears, which their sister warriors have been diligently crocheting, knitting and sewing since The Pussyhat Project was launched this past Thanksgiving Day weekend.
The mission of The Pussyhat Project is three-fold: 1) to provide folks who “cannot physically be on the National Mall a way to represent themselves and support women’s rights,” 2) to provide the people participating in the March on Washington a means to keep warm and 3) to “make a unique collective visual statement which will help activists be better heard.” No matter your political ideology, you’ve got to admit the aerial view of the march will be a profoundly moving image – a sea of pink heads symbolizing solidarity, unity and (hence the clever wordplay) the “power of pussy.” (Their words, not my mine).
Call me old fashioned, but I don’t get all the hoopla over vaginas. In fact I am of the opinion that if you think female empowerment is a function of the vagina (which appears to be the trend these days), you are decidedly NOT a feminist. In fact, this fixation on the female anatomy represents everything authentic feminists sought to subjugate beginning in the late 1800’s.
I won’t be marching, but you want to march? March. You want to wear pink hats with cat ears? Wear pink hats with cat ears. Just do me a couple of favors. 1) Don’t bastardize the English language – VAGENDA is NOT a word… neither is WOMYN – and 2) leave the P-word and any other references to female genitalia out of it. Please. Just call it a hat. Seriously, it strengthens the message.
Remember when the fight for women’s political, economic and social equality was undertaken with dignity? Remember when the mission of the feminist movement was to vanquish the idea that a woman’s worth was defined solely by her physical appearance and reproductive capacity? Remember when women had to work harder than men in school, in the workplace and in every other co-ed circumstance in order to dispel the myth that menstrual cycles and hormones made us any less capable of contributing as much as our male counterparts? Remember when we fought hard against the objectification of women? Remember when talking about your vagina publicly was deemed in bad taste? Not anymore.
Allow me to introduce you to modern feminism! It’s the new and improved iteration of feminism defined by a disturbing obsession with vaginas. [RELATED POSTS: Vagina Cookies and First Vagina Cookies. Now Vagina Yogurt. What’ll They Think of Next?]
The modern feminists’ fixation on the vagina is so absurd it’s laughable. Trust me, if I believed it was was a silly, superficial passing trend, I would laugh about it, but it’s pervasive and dragging us back in history to an era that defined us by our anatomy rather than by our ideas and achievements. It’s sad really, we’ve come a long way baby and today’s modern feminists are doing more harm than good.
Ironically it is not Donald Trump or the eeeeevil and oppressive patriarchy that poses the greatest threat to women’s rights. No. No. It is actually feminists themselves who are responsible for the perilous undoing of the progress forged by trail blazers like Elizabeth Cady Stanton, Susan B. Anthony, Sojourner Truth, Coco Chanel, Margaret Thatcher, Eva Peron, Coretta Scott King and Sheryl Sandeberg.
No matter your political ideology, you’ve got to admit the aerial view of the Women’s March on Washington will be a profoundly moving image – a sea of pink heads – and for many of us old time feminists, a tragic symbol of the latest degradation of women… by women.
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