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I've been reading this book, Female Chauvinist Pigs by Ariel Levy, and let me tell you!

"Women and the rise of raunch culture" pretty much sums it up, only there's so much I want to say about it!

The feminist movement was about equality in colleges, the work place, society- but for me, it's also about underlining the powerful truths that are the differences between men and women, that they make women not less, but greater in suffrage, in the responsibility to give birth, along with our equal if not greater ability to achieve the same professional, academic goals as our male counterparts. Feminism to me, was/is about our right to individualism as human beings, not individual as only women, separate from the rest of society.

This book so far (I"m in 93 pages of 200) is rubbing our noses in the spectacle of raunch culture, and the so called feminists who've spawned it in the name of women!
There are women out there claiming full-heartedly that women choosing to strip, be involved in porn, live "male-ishly promiscuous" lifestyles, do so in the name of feminism. Somehow, we've taken a concept like the right for women to be taken seriously as human beings with our male peers, and turned it into some sexual revolution. Be aware, as Susan Brownmiller is quoted, "you think you are being brave, you think you are being sexy, you think you are transcending feminism. But that's bullshit."
Just because it's our idea to objectify ourselves, it's okay?
REALLY?
Shame on you, I say!

I am realizing that my role as a woman has been bashed and bent by a male's idea since I was sixteen, wanting nothing more, or less, than a marriage like relationship to be part of.
I am living a more developmentally appropriate lifestyle than I have, EVER. I am probably feeling so damn good, because I am not going against the grain of who I really know I am, have always known. I am not staring agape at some male counterpart, ready to be made whole. I am looking at ME, at all I've been through, and I am taking myself seriously for the first time.
My desire to be the sexual plaything of my male peers has come from something so not sexual, and I can only hope that my female peers find this out for themselves sooner than later.