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Eh, there are still Victorian feminists out there, but they got replaced with the much more effectively seductive "#### me" feminism of Madonna and other pop culture icons and intellectuals, including Paglia. But tommyboy isn't totally off. The anti-PIV movement started by MacKinnon and company, while fringe, is still required reading in many college women's studies courses. One can't help but at least be shaped by the attendant ideas presented by more radical strains of feminist ideology. The intellectual legacy of 70's feminism still remains in our consciousness, and it's not fair to decry it as a mere "talking point."tommyboy tries out a talking point.tommyboy said:The real lesson for men on this one is: don't marry a quasi feminist prude. Find a chick that likes sex as equally as you do who isn't hung up on "womens issues"
Anecdotally, I dated a kind of radical feminist who had sex with me at least once a day, if not more, back in college. It depends on the strain of personalized feminism one adopts.
But I think the larger problem has been society's overwhelming focus on women's needs, feelings, and satisfaction over the past twenty years, which is more social than political, but certainly has a political element to it, especially since part of the politics of 70's feminism was to make the political inherently personal. One glance at the Jezebel website, for me, is a constant reminder of how effective that movement was.
eta* And, in relation to this, her broadcasting this information is part of the legacy of the personal politicization, as far as it relates to the interwebs.
eta2* From Joan Didion in 1972. Stunningly brilliant insight about the women's movement at the time. A long quote, to be sure.
The whole article is a must read for anyone wanting to understand how 70's feminism helped politicize the personal in a quest for an authentic self. http://www.nytimes.com/1972/07/30/books/didion-movement.html?_r=0
But of course something other than an objection to being "discriminated against" was at work here, something other than an aversion to being "stereotyped" in one's sex role. Increasingly it seemed that the aversion was to adult sexual life itself: how much cleaner to stay forever children. One is constantly struck, in the accounts of lesbian relationships which appear from time to time in the movement literature, by the emphasis on the superior "tenderness" of the relationship, the "gentleness" of the sexual connection, as if the participants were wounded birds. The derogation of assertiveness as "machismo" has achieved such currency that one imagines several million women too delicate to deal with a man more overtly sexual than, say, David Cassidy. Just as one had gotten the unintended but inescapable suggestion, when told about the "terror and revulsion" experienced by women in the vicinity of construction sites, of creatures too "tender" for the abrasiveness of daily life, too fragile for the streets, so now one was getting, in the later literature of the movement, the impression of women too "sensitive" for the difficulties and ambiguities of adult life, women unequipped for reality and grasping at the movement as a rationale for denying that reality.
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