Isn’t a religion’s success based on how guilty you feel? In which case, I am leaving the church of feminism; I am tearing up my card, handing in my toaster before I get booted out. Why? Because I am on a diet.
You see, according to Feh-muh-nist, “Feminism requires WORK - intellectual work, emotional work, physical work, and spiritual work…If you're not up for it, that's okay, but then you're NOT A FEMINIST.” All that working out however can’t include doing so because you (whisper) “want to be thinner”. On Feh-muh-nist’s list of things “real” feminists oppose, right after rape and prostitution, comes “weight-loss diets and fatphobia” at number 4.
From I blame the patriarchy (and linked endlessly elsewhere) I find that by dieting, I am letting not just myself, but ALL women down, that “certain of your so-called choices are making the whole group look bad.” And thus I have institutionalized the oppression of the patriarchy and their standard of beauty which she links in a list that starts with “dieting” and ends with “rape”.
My diet consists, not of anything particularly organized but rather simply exercising more, eating less, and eating (slightly) better stuff than normal. Yes, I want to feel fit, and yes I want have more endurance for epee, but also, a major if not THE major reason I am going on a diet is: to lose weight. And the reason I want to lose weight (excluding the financial consideration of going up a clothing size when everything you buy is a specialty item and even a t-shirt cost over $30) is because I think I would look better 10-15 pounds lighter. And maybe that means I have absorbed the beauty myth and maybe it doesn’t. Maybe I don’t feel as comfortable greeting the mail delivery person naked anymore. Maybe I have deep rooted body image issues. SO WHAT!
Honestly, I would like to be part of a movement of women (heck, even men) that supports women, that looks like a big family instead of a pack of hyenas ripping a wounded member apart. Remember the 90’s when there was the call the boycott establishments that sold diet drinks as oppressors and enforcers of body image? I do. And I drink diet coke, and it’s not because I like the taste. It’s because I want to drink coke, and not have calories. Even the “pro-feminist” male Hugo Schwyzer is a better feminist than me. In yesterday’s blog he displayed the correct way a feminist should get healthier: only healthy food, no diet coke, no looking in the mirror or weighing yourself to determine your standards, finishing with his pledge not to wiegh himself for the rest of 2006. Let’s see, yesterday I had my diet coke, weighed myself twice (losing 4 pounds in an afternoon and deciding the scale is wonky), stared at myself naked in the mirror, found a top to hide my pot and went out for chicken wings then I followed up by going on a run as soon as I got up this morning. I felt good about myself after the run so I wore a fairly skimpy top to do some errands. These actions I now find are my empowering the patriarchy to rape women because I don’t have enough mental discipline to accept myself as I am, but also not eat junk food (which separates me from the inner woman and the nurturing organic food of mother earth). Eh? What? But chicken wings taste so good!
Let’s not go into my other lists of feminist sins: push-up bras, make-up, hair styling, being a femme, shopping at walmart, and actually smiling sometimes when a guy tells me I look good instead of kicking him in the balls and screaming “Female exploiter!” over his writhing body. I fail to see the point of being so wonderfully empowered if I am no longer allowed to be who I am, neurotic warts and all. So, I am now calling for another movement – not sure what to call it – about helping and empowering people where THEY ARE, instead of deciding where they should be and how they should feel. Or how about just caring about other people and trying to make them feel good? On that plan, today, I smiled and said “hi” to 14 people….so far. If you see me running, smile and say hi. Once I notice a majority of people noticing and caring about others, then I’ll start to worry about whether they are noticing and caring the RIGHT way. Till then, I am on a diet – 15 pounds or feminist!
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