Feminism is Winning
Last week I went out and was showered in male attention and had sex with a dude and blogged about it. The feedback I received: “Me too”s and “I hear ya”s about rape culture and questionable consent and why are some people so pushy in sexual situations? Compliments on my writing skills. Conversations among my friends, with and without me. Classroom discussions in Qatar! Congratulations for my bravery–though honestly, writing that post was like sneezing or bleeding; it had to come out, necessarily, and no effort on my part could keep the words inside.
The feedback I didn’t receive: slut-shaming. Whaa?? Are you joking me? I thought this was the Internet. I thought this was the place where, in my old, much more feminist-focused blog, I was frequently lambasted by two girls from high school who said I promoted constant casual sex in the guise of sex-positivity; who said I had selfish, self-promotional motivations in organizing a SlutWalk in Ithaca (to which I replied, generally in my own head because I am not so good at confrontation: AHAHAHAHA you think I’m trying and struggling and failing at feminist community organizing alone and for free to make myself look good?!).
But I digress. My point was, is, I blogged about being a slut (a sex-positive slut!) on the Internet and people only had nice things to say. My parents liked it! My mom: “I just read your post…. TERRIFIC!!! But what’s “DTF”?” My dad and stepmom Sandy: “You’re a great writer! You should write a book! And maybe take a self-defense class….”
Maybe wannabe naysayers were worried I would rightfully call them out in my next post. Maybe I only attracted like-minded readers. Or maybe, just maybe… feminism is winning…?