Its quite an interesting perspective that you have here. Whenever people just go on and on and on and out on about feminism, I’m always like really? Is it that complicated? I don’t think it is.

Equitable treatment is at the heart of it. I consider myself a feminist, even though I haven’t spent any time within (or for that matter even heard of) feminist communities. I consider myself a feminist because I want to vote, pursue an education, pursue a career of my choosing, have kids when I want to, get married if I want to and largely, I’ve been able to do all of these things because of the feminist movement.

The person who made me such a feminist? Ironically enough, my father. Against all odds, against everything everyone else in society was spouting, my dad always told me, do whatever you want, be whatever you want. Don’t let anyone tell you you can’t because you’re a girl or because you’re black. Because he got to me first, I believed him and never imagined there would be so many in this world to take issue with me just being me. Me doing all the things I want to do.

I realize that there are some extreme feminist who are bitter and angry -probably with good reason — probably they were horribly abused, sexually and otherwise by some man in their lives. Thats typically the sort of thing that turns people so bitter.

But I don’t think an extreme faction defines a movement.

This is a difficult world. Everyday most people are fighting one great battle or another. You may think it’s ridiculous for everyone to demand things like dignity and equality. I think it’s essential. You may say I’m a dreamer…but…you know the rest!

Working with the Light!

Working with the Light!