Ok. No comments. So I'll have to tread this path solo.
I was thinking today that yesterday's post was bullshit. Yes - I do have a need to be loved. But actually it's by men AND women. I hate the thought of someone not liking me. In my view, the proof of a successful life is how many people turn up at your funeral. So I smile at everybody. I flirt with most. I am polite, say please and thank you, and try my hardest to act with tact at all times.
I do not wear make up; I don't have an urge to get plastic surgery (particularly to get my revolting spider veins seen to on my thighs - ugh); I don't wear short skirts (see spider vein issue) or rely on a man to keep me. I work. I do (some) DIY. I even bloody put the bins out.
I find this feminist issue really confusing. Is a feminist basically someone who believes in equal rights for women? Is that the nub of it? Or is there more to it? Is it not only equal rights, but equal status, equal behaviour; equal thinking.... are women expected to become men?
This is where I struggle. Men and women are different. I see that. I think most of us know it. Women are physically weaker, slower, smaller. They have boobies. (Well, I don't have much on the booby front but there is a whiff of a something there.) So should, for example, the prize money at Wimbledon be the same for men's and women's singles if the women's matches as dull as dishwater compared to the men's. Yes, controversial, I know.
Women are, in general, less driven at work. But they are more collaborative. You get good and bad managers of both sexes. And yet the pay gap is 'strikingly uneven' http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/education-21698522 (reported by the BBC a couple of months ago so must be true). Surely men and women, although having different strengths (speaking very generally here) should be paid equally.
But does the 'having children' issue get in the way? My own experience shows that it is difficult to get back in the game if you take a career break to raise kids. I am a graduate who initially got a good job in London and earned a really good wage. Come 32, I leave work to look after my two children. I keep my hand in a bit by working part time here and there for a very low wage. But when I am ready to re-enter the rat race, my earning-worth had sunk through the floor. I've had to start building it up again, literally from scratch.
I've gone off point a bit here. Really what I wanted to say was that perhaps I am a feminist. Or perhaps I am on Tuesdays.