…and it ain’t pretty. Or is it? I’m so burned out I don’t know anymore.
Regular readers of this blog should recall a recent post here called “If we didn’t confront you, you wouldn’t pay attention.” It described my thoughts shortly after I completed an interview with a local reporter about SlutWalk Minneapolis. Richard Chin and I talked for a good 30 minutes about all things feminist, including the fact that my work today is informed by my desire for my daughter to grow up in a world where her IDEAS mean more than her BODY.
Her miniskirted body. Her high-heeled body. Her blah blah blah…..baby, did you see those LEGS! Check out the GAMS on HER!
The article hit the streets (pun sadly intended) on Monday, September 26. You can check out the article yourself here. I am quoted near the end of the piece, NOT within the legs, thankfully:
Shannon Drury, president of MN NOW, said she thinks the SlutWalk can present a different face of feminism that attracts younger women. “There’s a lot of baggage when it comes to feminist imagery. There’s a lot of stereotypes of what feminists look like,” said Drury, 39. “Some people don’t like the idea that a feminist would dress in provocative clothing.”
The Mama Grizzly was right: you really can’t trust the Lamestream Media! For those who haven’t met me in person, I wear a bra. I shave my legs. Am I still a feminist? I do not wear makeup, nor do I wear heels. Am I still a woman? And most importantly, what on earth did Richard Chin and I talk about for the other 29 minutes of our conversation?? Did rape as a public health emergency come up at all?!!
Happily, I was able to share my opinion on the subject with the good people at Minnesota Public Radio News, who printed my commentary, “A rape protest whose talk draws attention to the walk,” on Wednesday, September 28. Allow me to quote myself, please:
…during the course of those 30 minutes, the reporter mentioned that a previous interviewee said she would fear for her daughter’s safety if she were to wear a SlutWalk t-shirt in public. I replied that everything I do for women’s civil rights is done to ensure that my daughter’s world is a little better than the one my feminist mentors left me. Why should I accept limitations for her? Shouldn’t I demand that my culture accept her dignity, her humanity and her bodily autonomy? In the end, the one quote [the reporter] used was about feminists in provocative clothing….
Sex sells, with or without consent. In a puritanical society as baffled by sexual behavior and expression as ours, it follows that any frank discussion of sexual violence would lead to confusion….I challenge the opinion that SlutWalks draw negative attention. The negative attention is already here. It’s called silence.
My thanks to the editors at MPR for allowing my hastily- and furiously-cobbled together piece space this week. One interesting bit of feedback I received from the essay was via a friend who sent it to a vocal opponent of the entire SlutWalk movement. Said this critic after reading my commentary: “well, at least Minneapolis has its act together.”
Gosh! I might be pretty after all! But I’ll take another picture, just to be sure…
Additional links to local coverage of SlutWalk Minneapolis (trigger warning for victim-blaming in comments sections):
Heavens! A SlutWalk in Minneapolis. Brian Lambert, MinnPost.com
SlutWalk comes to Minneapolis. Sheila Regan, Twin Cities Daily Planet
SlutWalk March divides feminists. Kristin Tillotson, Minneapolis StarTribune