Who cares what people think? The people being crapped on!
Posted: 06/07/2011 Filed under: "guest post", crafts, feminism, gender roles, jobs
My biggest problem I struggle with on this blog is identity. Now, identity doesn’t have to do with anything outside of myself, so my problem is that I personally do tie outside opinion in with how I view myself. If I didn’t, then I’d say “fuck all!” to convention and do my thing. I just have this niggling desire to change perceptions.
As to the title, it’s easy to say, “Just be yourself!” when who you are isn’t questioned or judged by society at large. Fargo Kidder*, from yesterday’s guest post
, wrote about how wanting to work from home and have a craft business is very tied to women who have children, and include that in their blogging. It’s assumed that a woman with her own business is being supported by a husband, or is doing it while she’s taking care of kids. There is nothing wrong with doing those things,
and you don’t need to hear it from me. It’s the assumption that galls me.
How is it possible not to stumble under the weight of assumptions? What would happen if the weight was lifted?
I want to smash that assumption. I want to rend the connotations from the things I want to do that genders them female, that presupposes I can’t do things on my own, that says they are less valuable than things a man does, that assumes working from home means you don’t have a real job**. I want to stand as an example of being just as independent, industrious and fucking awesome as men are assumed to be by default. I want to live my live as a person, not a marked other.
Problem is, one can’t live her live a monolith, especially if no one’s looking. And all this shit I don’t like isn’t going to change in my lifetime, so I should probably do a little of what I wanna do and not care about what people think. When I first started reading about feminism, I was so angry (as well a person should be) but it took me a while to learn to temper my anger with the wrongs of the world with happiness of what’s right, and that was a painful time. You can only fight against bad stuff for so long if you don’t take time for some good stuff. You’ll burn out.
I only have one life, and I need two. One to smash through the glass ceiling, and another to enjoy the fresh air above it.
*I’m still gagging at how bad that pseudonym is. Never let me make them up for you.
**Why is everything we do have to be tied with being mothers? Even if it has nothing to do with children?