Just like various deities and communism and capitalism and everything else, the end of feminism is announced with distressing regularity. I recognize that my perceptions are not those of younger women. That is a good thing. They are not fighting the same battles, and that is a very good thing. But I do not doubt that they are still fighting, and that feminism or women’s rights or whatever name you chose is still valid.
This essay from The Chronicle struck a note with me. It is a critique of modern works of feminism. The specifics, including that the writing and ideas are much less than those of the giants that walked the earth in the 60’s and 70’s, made me stop & think, as I had not reached this conclusion myself. It seemed to be on to something.
But I was immediately suspicious of myself: am I seeing this because I’m basically the same generation as the author? Do the books that this author critiques speak strongly to someone in her 30’s? I would love to hear the interpretations of this essay from younger women – the comments at the web site aren’t much help.
But here’s part of the last para of the essay (or why I too read Betty Friedan):
At the end of the foreword of The Feminine Mystique, Friedan writes: “There would be no sense in my writing this book at all if I did not believe that women can affect society as well as be affected by it: that, in the end, a woman, as a man, has the power to choose, and to make her own heaven or hell.”