Before the latest shooting, I was already thinking about
making a blog post on everyday misogyny.
I was upset over the recent comments over She-Hulk. I won’t get into the
controversy, it is easy enough to find online. I just want to start with two
main points:
1)
The men in question called She-Hulk a “slut”
merely because she was drawn with large breasts. They admitted to be completely
unfamiliar with the comics and based purely on her sex appeal, she was a slut.
2)
One of
these men came out and said it a poorly worded attempt to call out sexism in
comics by discussing how women are drawn in comics.
Let those two things sink in. A woman is a slut because she
has a physical attribute men find sexually appealing. That’s it. Men will desire her so she must be easy.
Period. If men are drawn to her she must be giving it up. However, by doing so,
(mind you, nothing but her breasts is being used to determine her promiscuity)
she is a lesser woman. A slut.
And this man thought he was DEFENDING women…
I’m not going to deny there are troubling elements to
comics, there are, but She-Hulk is actually one of the exceptions. She is a
very intelligent lawyer. Not Hulk’s (her cousin btw) sex-toy as the men
implied.
But there you have it: The everyday struggle of being a woman.
If a man desires you, then you must be giving it up. But you mustn’t give it
up, because that’d be unladylike. But you shouldn’t say no, because that’s
mean. Don’t look too attractive because that’s just an invitation, but you’d
better dress up because women need to look good at all times. AAHHH.
I can remember being 13 and walking in my suburban
neighborhood. Men would try to pick me up in their cars. They’d yell at me
about how they wanted my body. Every day. Old men. I was 13.
In fact, being approached as a sex object is a part of every
day life. It is routine. And we navigate as best we can. As the brilliant
hashtag says: Yes, all women.
Last summer I was in a driver’s class, and a man actually
told me he “needed” to touch my breasts to determine if they were real and
determine their size during a coffee break.
I laughed uncomfortably and I quickly found more classmates to have
safety in numbers. Did I challenge him? No. He outweighed me by over 100 lbs
and was 6 inches taller. I was completely certain that if I made a big deal out
of it then at the very least he would verbally assault me. At worst, well…To
further illustrate the point, not that clothes matter, I was wearing baggy
sweatpants and a full t-shirt with “It’s not a girl’s school without men, It’s
a women’s college without boys” on it. There was nothing inviting about my
dress. Just because my breasts were large he felt entitled to touch them. And I
knew that I couldn’t safely react.
3 months later, the same man waited by my car in the parking
lot of the grocery store …
Truth.
The manifesto by the shooter is stuff I hear ALL the time. I have gotten threatened with gang rape for
posting stuff about Climate Change. Seriously.
And I am so tired of “Not All Men”, because “Yes, All Women”
My sexuality and bodily autonomy is mine. When and if I say
yes is my choice. It is not a reflection of my worth or intelligence whether I
say yes or no. Whether I am pretty or
not. And attacking women for having the audacity to be attractive or the
audacity to not be needs to stop. And, yes, that will need efforts on the part
of All Men.
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