Ms. Magazine | Decoding anti-feminist writer Caitlin Flanagan Or, How "Feminisim" Was Kidnapped and Held Hostage In Hairy Armpits.
I am a feminist. And judging by the essays I have been reading on the Ms. Magazine website tonight, I am a radical feminist.
I am not quite sure how to classify the ladies who wrote those lovely essays, even though they seem to have appointed themselves as the guardians of "feminisim", but I am quite sure that they have very little to do with anything feminine. I don't think they even like women.
Take for example Hillary Frey's comment on a quote by Caitlin Flanagan: "There was no way to see an article containing the statement Ã“when a mother works, something is lostÃ” as anything but an attack on working mothers. Scores of moms took notice."
Excuse me? There is no way to take the statement "When a mother works, something is lost" as anything but an attack? Is she saying that a mother is worthless? I contend that you could take that statement as an acknowledgement of the importance of the mother's presence in raising the children.
This is where the "radical" comes in. Instead of fighting tooth and nail to do everything BUT raise children, a real feminist will drag her self esteem out of the gutter conquer her fear of lipstick, lace and everything pink, and stand up and fight to re-establish the value of the traditional feminine role.
Just what the hell is so terrible about the kitchen anyway? The kitchen is where everybody wants to be! If you don't believe me, throw a party and watch everybody do their darndest to squeeze themselves into the dreaded room.
The kidnappers of feminisim are not really afraid of the kitchen, they are afraid of the female in the kitchen. Why? Because they themselves consider women to be inferior to men, and thus equate anything associated with women to repression and even suffering. Therefore, anytime some brave gal pokes her head up and says, "Hey, I want to be a Housewife" the kidnappers of feminism will be on her like a pack of piranhas. But believe me, if men suddenly decided they were going to do all the cooking, those very same women would be clamoring for the apron.
I contend something IS lost when a mother works, that there is incredible value in dedicating oneself to raising the children and creating a home. Consider this: Imagine in your professional life you are assigned responsibility for a major, long term project, involving hundreds of thousands of dollars, the outcome of which will decide the fate of your company.
How many of you would hire an uneducated, minimum wage assistant who couldn't care less about the outcome of said company, put them in charge of the project for 8-10 hours a day and then insist to your boss that everything will be fine because you spend 1 or 2 hours of "quality time" with your project in the evenings?