it's women's day, but are we happy?
march 8. yes, we do indeed celebrate international women's day or IWD as we say it in NGO women's parlance.
still, i have to agree with my ka-birthday diva barbra streisand years ago when she was awarded some special woman's award ek for her work chuchu and she said in her acceptance shpluk "i hope we never get to celebrate women's day as one special day of the year, because i hope we can celebrate women's day everyday, and eradicate the need for a specialization of this" or something to that effect. similar feelings about pride month. i wish it's pride month every month, simply because when that time comes, homophobia had been eradicated and being homosexual is as commonplace as being flirty or horny or being in love. you get the drift. so it should be the same with women's day, that the time will come when women would be treated equally and there will be no need for those gender emancipation thing, hopefully by then we would have eradicated all things negative directed towards women, such as bigotry, prejudice, inequality, violence against women or VAW as we call it, all those things.
but of course, i'm a fictionist and i am writing fiction stuff. i know that it's still a long way to go, an uphill battle that's so uphill they should start calling it upmountain battle, that the peak or end of it is so damn distant that it's hard to see with the naked eye, even with a cool telescope. ewan. maybe i'm just being negative, but i'm also being realistic.
what's wrong with being female? the smartest people on earth i know are females. very sensitive, caring, nurturing, everything. of course there's the occasional friggin' bitch you'd like to smack because she's so evil, but that's really rare. i guess you can peg that in the catchword phrase of the decade -- "diversity." everyone should be represented, everyone should be present, everyone should co-exist with others. so for us women -- and lesbians -- that means letting the bigots, homophobes, bashers, abusers, and the prejudiced exist amongst us.
but is that right? frankly, it's not, for me. but with the risk of being exclusionary (is there such a word?) or exclusivist, i can take that. i've been on this earth for 30 years, and i've been with all these diverse people on earth for that long. and it's getting tiring, mind you, to be surrounded by bigots, to be taunted by homophobes, to be irked by abusers. tiring. so i guess you can't blame women for seeking out the company of their own, exclusively, to the point of being with that company for life, and i guess you can't blame women who seek out the space where she might feel safe, secured, and loved, as in honestly loved, not just loved because it's the heteronorm or because there's the marriage obligation or because they just want to have physical pleasure so they disguise it in emotional jargon like 'i love you' ek. loved, pure loved, for who they are, and not what they represent, or hope to represent by the coupling.
this guy stephen covey said one habit of highly effective people is that one should analyze their reaction to things, not the thing that irked them or something like that. but sometimes, stephen, it's the thing talaga. think about it. these things that irk us are the catalysts for emotional upsurges, swings or rollercoasters. there's a reason why they are catalysts, so naturally, there will be a natural reaction to that catalyst. so if it's bigotry directed towards you or whatever, do you just do the jesus thing and turn the other cheek? heck no! i wanna smack their own cheeks! but i don't want to retaliate with equally repugnant ways, sinking to their level. so all i can do is... educate myself, educate them, help them educate themselves, and help me educate myself more in being tolerant. ayun. so is that non-sequitur or what? keber! basta i am woman, hear me roar, and if you don't hear that, we'll all roar together until you start listening and hey, change your ways. uppity? superior? not really. just very, verrrrry confident, is all.
and happy women's day to all, natural born, male to female, cross-gender-identified, whatever. basta babae, go! like when the LA girls were laughing at this lesbian-identified man in THE L WORD, kit told them to respect the dude if he wants to give up his first class white man's privilege to identify and become a second class citizen like how the rest of us have been treated for centuries, then so be it. the quip's kinda funny, and makes you think rin about gender perspectives. di ba?
ah basta. go girls lang kayo. always. itayo ang bandera!
still, i have to agree with my ka-birthday diva barbra streisand years ago when she was awarded some special woman's award ek for her work chuchu and she said in her acceptance shpluk "i hope we never get to celebrate women's day as one special day of the year, because i hope we can celebrate women's day everyday, and eradicate the need for a specialization of this" or something to that effect. similar feelings about pride month. i wish it's pride month every month, simply because when that time comes, homophobia had been eradicated and being homosexual is as commonplace as being flirty or horny or being in love. you get the drift. so it should be the same with women's day, that the time will come when women would be treated equally and there will be no need for those gender emancipation thing, hopefully by then we would have eradicated all things negative directed towards women, such as bigotry, prejudice, inequality, violence against women or VAW as we call it, all those things.
but of course, i'm a fictionist and i am writing fiction stuff. i know that it's still a long way to go, an uphill battle that's so uphill they should start calling it upmountain battle, that the peak or end of it is so damn distant that it's hard to see with the naked eye, even with a cool telescope. ewan. maybe i'm just being negative, but i'm also being realistic.
what's wrong with being female? the smartest people on earth i know are females. very sensitive, caring, nurturing, everything. of course there's the occasional friggin' bitch you'd like to smack because she's so evil, but that's really rare. i guess you can peg that in the catchword phrase of the decade -- "diversity." everyone should be represented, everyone should be present, everyone should co-exist with others. so for us women -- and lesbians -- that means letting the bigots, homophobes, bashers, abusers, and the prejudiced exist amongst us.
but is that right? frankly, it's not, for me. but with the risk of being exclusionary (is there such a word?) or exclusivist, i can take that. i've been on this earth for 30 years, and i've been with all these diverse people on earth for that long. and it's getting tiring, mind you, to be surrounded by bigots, to be taunted by homophobes, to be irked by abusers. tiring. so i guess you can't blame women for seeking out the company of their own, exclusively, to the point of being with that company for life, and i guess you can't blame women who seek out the space where she might feel safe, secured, and loved, as in honestly loved, not just loved because it's the heteronorm or because there's the marriage obligation or because they just want to have physical pleasure so they disguise it in emotional jargon like 'i love you' ek. loved, pure loved, for who they are, and not what they represent, or hope to represent by the coupling.
this guy stephen covey said one habit of highly effective people is that one should analyze their reaction to things, not the thing that irked them or something like that. but sometimes, stephen, it's the thing talaga. think about it. these things that irk us are the catalysts for emotional upsurges, swings or rollercoasters. there's a reason why they are catalysts, so naturally, there will be a natural reaction to that catalyst. so if it's bigotry directed towards you or whatever, do you just do the jesus thing and turn the other cheek? heck no! i wanna smack their own cheeks! but i don't want to retaliate with equally repugnant ways, sinking to their level. so all i can do is... educate myself, educate them, help them educate themselves, and help me educate myself more in being tolerant. ayun. so is that non-sequitur or what? keber! basta i am woman, hear me roar, and if you don't hear that, we'll all roar together until you start listening and hey, change your ways. uppity? superior? not really. just very, verrrrry confident, is all.
and happy women's day to all, natural born, male to female, cross-gender-identified, whatever. basta babae, go! like when the LA girls were laughing at this lesbian-identified man in THE L WORD, kit told them to respect the dude if he wants to give up his first class white man's privilege to identify and become a second class citizen like how the rest of us have been treated for centuries, then so be it. the quip's kinda funny, and makes you think rin about gender perspectives. di ba?
ah basta. go girls lang kayo. always. itayo ang bandera!
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