A post about feminism 

As a general disclaimer: this is a post about feminism, specifically my views about feminism and how I choose to interpret feminism as it applies to my everyday life/decisions/what have you. This is not the /right way/ to apply feminism or the /wrong way/. it is simply my way. Over the course of my tumblr I have reblogged many things, somethings I still agree with somethings my opinion has changed on. However, I will not go back and delete them 1) time and effort 2) they’re a part of my growing process and deleting that progress is like pretending that losers don’t exist. Alright, le-stuff under the cut.

I have a feeling this may not be long, but let’s get on with it. Feminism gets a lot of bad rep. The forefront of the movement is generally classified as a bunch of man-hating bushy women (or something?), scary and ready for blood.

I think the image is not unwarranted, but (hopefully only) misguides the public. Just like there are extreme “muslims” or “christians” or “jews” (I put these in quotes because to many people with in the religion, they do not consider those people actual members of the organized religion), there are extreme “feminists”, those who cry foul at literally everything, those who forget that feminism isn’t about women taking over the world and ruling together and those who use feminism as a way to gain control over something that is entirely unrelated.

My brand of feminism, I think, deals with equality. I don’t want women to be “in control”, I want society to live a balanced life. I want threats of violence and perpetuated images to stop for BOTH genders—i.e. men don’t have to prove their worthiness and women don’t have to be helpless (as an extreme example). My brand of feminism comes into play when I hear women in my class say things like “women can’t do math because they’re stupider then men”—that’s wrong. That’s not something you should be teaching any student. A man isn’t any less of a man if he does ballet.. a woman isn’t any less of a woman if she decides to become a goddamn lumber jack. My brand of feminism comes into play when women degrade each other and the other sex—when they say things like “well it’s the mans fault” and they have no evidence to back it up—it is all a claim. My brand of feminism does not say that these incidents don’t exist (for both sexes—which is to say that sometimes women attack men and they attack women and sometimes men attack women and they also sometimes attack other men).

My brand of feminism is against false accusations and bitter yelling matches and people so caught up in their struggle to gain control that they forget their own humanity—after all, man or woman, gay, straight, asexual, bi, trans, cis, the one thing we all have in common is that we are all human. 

My brand of feminism is for protecting people and bringing to light the horrors that plague those who cannot speak up. It realises that some people may be against abortion and some people may be for abortion and ultimately that is O.K.—it is when one group radically encroaches on the rights of the other and, more than that, other previously unaffected groups now become caught up in the drama—there I have a problem. 

My brand of feminism is about more than sexuality and body rights—it’s about human rights. It’s about the apartheids of the world and the mouths that beg for food and water but do not get any. It’s about alleviating someone else’s pain and sometimes, it is for changing peoples mind.

Sometimes, my feminism is about sexuality—it’s about accepting sexuality for what it is. I do not advocate having sex until you are ready, if that means your wedding night or a night in a hotel at 16 with your one, true love, you beautiful boyfriend/girlfriend of 17, then have at it. But ignorance of ones body and shame at acts that are in and of themselves a natural act should never be taught. What actions you choose to take after you have learned is all up to you.

Myself, for example, I am not sexually active. I have never had sex or given a blow job or gotten oral or really even had a kiss. But I still learn…

so I advocate learning. I advocate understanding the world around you from different prespectives and not to get caught up in a power struggle or to be lost in semantics. Encourage each other, learn to like each other as humans if nothing more…

I am a feminist in the fact that I use my hijab to show the diversity of real feminism—and that anyone, anywhere, no matter what they are wearing (or what they are not wearing!) can be a feminist.

and that is how I am a feminist.