by Emily Farrell
As a young woman, I should be a feminist.
I should stand up for every girl I witness being made fun of for sleeping around, or wearing skimpy clothing that shows midriff.
And, according to the stereotypical view of feminism, I should believe all men are pigs and only be friends with females.
I honestly get mixed messages when I ask what feminism is, what feminists believe in and other questions like that.
At first, I believed it was about the magic word of equality. So, I became a feminist. Or I thought I did.
Last year, I was sitting in my U.S. history class. My teacher was a huge feminist. It’s like purple and yellow threw up in her classroom.
One day during class my friend Becky announced that when she becomes a business owner she’ll refuse to hire men.
Our teacher exclaimed, “I love that idea!”
But I didn’t.
Pay men less?
Isn’t feminism about equality?
Then I suddenly became a non-feminist. I’m certainly not against feminism but I wouldn’t put myself in the category of not believing in equality for everyone.
I just don’t get it. We women can vote, attend any college, play whatever sport we please.
Maybe I don’t understand feminism because I haven’t encountered a situation that I was discriminated against because I’m a girl.
I just don’t understand why the feminists I encounter all seem to put down or make fun of men.
If you have any input on anything feminism, I would love to read comments below. There are some days I try to be a feminist, but I just don’t get it.
Are there rules? Regulations?
Do I have to sign up somewhere on a perfumed pink sheet of glitter paper?
This article first appeared on TimesUnion
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