Feminisms, what does it mean?

So, you think you know what feminism is. Hairy arm pits, lesbianism, college educated white women with placards demanding equal pay/that then night be taken/porn be banned. When do we want it? Right goddamn now, mother fucker!

But is this the true face of feminism? What about ladies who love porn? What about women who aren’t white? What about women who love cock? What about women who just want to wear high heels once in a while? All these questions, and many more, have lead to what many may perceive as the down-fall of the sisterhood. Feminism has fractured; it has become feminisms, plural. So what does it mean to be feminist in the 21^st Century? Is this even possible, is feminism dead and gone?

I am a young women, I have never suffered over whelmingly because of my gender. But I still feel the niggles, the crinks and the chinks where something feels...funny. It feels a little off. Gender issues in contemporary western culture are almost more difficult to address now than over forty years ago, when feminism as we know it took root. We live in a time where most people think women have won, we can vote AND have a job, so now we should all just shut up and stop complaining. Now we are just getting whiny. Get whistled at by men in the street? It’s just a compliment, get over it! Do more around the house than your male flat mates? We all know boys are slobs, get over it! Get paid 12% less than Greg from accounts, even though you do the same job? Well it’s obviously your own fault for having a leaky womb, get the fuck over it! Well, we won’t be getting over it. We won’t sit down and take it. We will take a stand. We are taking a stand.