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This one is interesting because in the 1980s, Murphy Brown tried to make it feminist by singing it to her newborn baby on the show, rather than singing it to her husband.
Fast forward to 2017, would feminists today think it was antifeminist to suggest that having a baby makes a woman feel like a natural woman?
This one is interesting because in the 1980s, Murphy Brown tried to make it feminist by singing it to her newborn baby on the show, rather than singing it to her husband.
Fast forward to 2017, would feminists today think it was antifeminist to suggest that having a baby makes a woman feel like a natural woman?
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I suppose so, and people are inherently more drawn to the history of their own forbears, I think. My sister did one of the genealogy searches and found out that our forbears on one side go back to Nottingham during the 1200s, which kind of made me fantasize that we have Merrie Men in our lineage. I am somewhat interested in Scandinavian history, if I had French ancestry I would be more interested in its history.
I'm a Baby Boomer Feminist. ...
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My great grandmother. She lived at the turn of the last century and was a Quaker, but she also owned her own store. (And of all things, sold antique jewelry. Funny as a Quaker. lol)
My grandmother. Grew up in the time of flappers, but she was too busy going to college to party. At 24, she lost her husband. He was 39, and left her with four girls. The oldest two were from his previous marriage. (His wife died.) the oldest was 17, the next one had emotional problems, the first one they had together was mentally disabled with a bad heart and epilepsy. (Despite all that, she lived to be in her early 70's.) The youngest, (Mom), was 6 months old.
She did remarry, and had two boys. She married a cavalry man (tough son-of-a-gun), who retired from the military and then joined the Pennsy. Railroad. His job was to check the tracks -- all of them. The youngest son did the counting. By the time he was sent to military school at 16, he had moved 23 times. Gram told one move.
Five kids in the house, (the oldest joined the WAVs when she was 18), nothing but packing barrels, they had just moved in, WWII so rations of sugar, coffee, and gasoline, and viola! The youngest (uncle that did that counting) came down with chicken poxs. The house was quarantined, four kids shipped off to other relatives, and just the baby and Gram together in that house. Even her husband wasn't allowed in. One month later, the baby was okay, and they had to move again. (One month in that house. Yeesh!) That was Gram's life, but she didn't ever think she was less for being a woman, and the first woman in the family with a college degree.
Mom. Dad was a tough old coot even when he was a young coot, so Mom never got to drive a car and never had her own car. Despite that, she was the Girl Scout leader until I was old enough to become a Brownie, and then she became the Brownie leader. She was also a den mother for the cub scouts, until my brothers became boy scouts, and then she chaired for the boy scouts. She was the lady behind the table for every election, and campaigned for those she wanted in office. (Oh, a Democrat too. I came from a mixed marriage -- both parties under one roof. lol) And, as needed, she was a substitute teacher, lunch lady, librarian, or chaperone for class trips. When we were finally old enough to stay at home without her, she taught in a Catholic school in Camden, NJ. (A city about as safe to be in as Detroit.)
When she left Dad she got a job as the secretary/receptionist/bookkeeper for her brother's real estate business. My uncle, (one of those brothers, and a guy who was able to turn 25 acres of wilderness into a sub division for the lower-upper class), said she had the kind of mind that she could have been a CEO for a blue chip company. She chose not to, to raise her kids. BUT she sure made their business sore in the six months she worked for them, before becoming to sick to keep working.
I don't need to know feminist leaders. I don't need to read up on feminism. It's family legacy. We are feminists. We chose what we wanted out of life, and didn't put up with crap from anyone who had plans to stop us because we're "merely women."
So what did I do with that legacy? Bartered a job with a man running an ad agency to learn marketing. (I can sell coats to people living in the tropics, so my deal was I'd get him meetings for new customers if he pays me and teaches me how to write marketing material.) Became an assistant maintenance manger. And turned that into a new type of job -- bookkeeping for two manufacturers (in one building.) What did that all work into? Everything I needed to know to start my own in-home secretarial services and resume writing business.
My grandmother. Grew up in the time of flappers, but she was too busy going to college to party. At 24, she lost her husband. He was 39, and left her with four girls. The oldest two were from his previous marriage. (His wife died.) the oldest was 17, the next one had emotional problems, the first one they had together was mentally disabled with a bad heart and epilepsy. (Despite all that, she lived to be in her early 70's.) The youngest, (Mom), was 6 months old.
She did remarry, and had two boys. She married a cavalry man (tough son-of-a-gun), who retired from the military and then joined the Pennsy. Railroad. His job was to check the tracks -- all of them. The youngest son did the counting. By the time he was sent to military school at 16, he had moved 23 times. Gram told one move.
Five kids in the house, (the oldest joined the WAVs when she was 18), nothing but packing barrels, they had just moved in, WWII so rations of sugar, coffee, and gasoline, and viola! The youngest (uncle that did that counting) came down with chicken poxs. The house was quarantined, four kids shipped off to other relatives, and just the baby and Gram together in that house. Even her husband wasn't allowed in. One month later, the baby was okay, and they had to move again. (One month in that house. Yeesh!) That was Gram's life, but she didn't ever think she was less for being a woman, and the first woman in the family with a college degree.
Mom. Dad was a tough old coot even when he was a young coot, so Mom never got to drive a car and never had her own car. Despite that, she was the Girl Scout leader until I was old enough to become a Brownie, and then she became the Brownie leader. She was also a den mother for the cub scouts, until my brothers became boy scouts, and then she chaired for the boy scouts. She was the lady behind the table for every election, and campaigned for those she wanted in office. (Oh, a Democrat too. I came from a mixed marriage -- both parties under one roof. lol) And, as needed, she was a substitute teacher, lunch lady, librarian, or chaperone for class trips. When we were finally old enough to stay at home without her, she taught in a Catholic school in Camden, NJ. (A city about as safe to be in as Detroit.)
When she left Dad she got a job as the secretary/receptionist/bookkeeper for her brother's real estate business. My uncle, (one of those brothers, and a guy who was able to turn 25 acres of wilderness into a sub division for the lower-upper class), said she had the kind of mind that she could have been a CEO for a blue chip company. She chose not to, to raise her kids. BUT she sure made their business sore in the six months she worked for them, before becoming to sick to keep working.
I don't need to know feminist leaders. I don't need to read up on feminism. It's family legacy. We are feminists. We chose what we wanted out of life, and didn't put up with crap from anyone who had plans to stop us because we're "merely women."
So what did I do with that legacy? Bartered a job with a man running an ad agency to learn marketing. (I can sell coats to people living in the tropics, so my deal was I'd get him meetings for new customers if he pays me and teaches me how to write marketing material.) Became an assistant maintenance manger. And turned that into a new type of job -- bookkeeping for two manufacturers (in one building.) What did that all work into? Everything I needed to know to start my own in-home secretarial services and resume writing business.
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That is absurd.
They just don't like any "negative" word that tells the truth about what they are trying to be...
The word 'bossy' just may very well be the single-most-descriptive word of the idealism and intent of [ modern ] feminism. hahahahaha
( I do not believe that I have - or, remember - any specific knowledge about any recent feminist cause concerning the word 'bossy'. )
They just don't like any "negative" word that tells the truth about what they are trying to be...
The word 'bossy' just may very well be the single-most-descriptive word of the idealism and intent of [ modern ] feminism.
hahahahaha( I do not believe that I have - or, remember - any specific knowledge about any recent feminist cause concerning the word 'bossy'. )
Phil Spector's "Spanish Harlem" is feminist kryptonite for two reasons.
1. It's about a white dude who falls in love at first sight with a latina and vows to make her his.
2. Spector allegedly shot a woman to death after bringing her back to his place.
[video=youtube;KsqxrWIjK3Y]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KsqxrWIjK3Y[/video]
1. It's about a white dude who falls in love at first sight with a latina and vows to make her his.
2. Spector allegedly shot a woman to death after bringing her back to his place.
[video=youtube;KsqxrWIjK3Y]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KsqxrWIjK3Y[/video]