I live in an era in which every one has a voice, and every movement has its advocates. The continued fight for equal rights of racial minorities, LGBT advocacy and equality, the fight for democracy in dictator-ruled regions, the demand for the right to education in impoverished nations-all of these have gained much traction in my generation. However, for many, one movement in particular has taken the forefront- the fight for equality of men and women, also known as Feminism.
The concept is simple- that all women 
and men should be regarded as equals, and treated as such. Yet, to my 
confusion, it is a topic of much debate, and is subject to much vitriol 
by media outlets, influential members of society, and your Regular Joes 
out there. I am confused because some people insist that women are the 
weaker sex- emotionally, mentally and professionally- and can be reduced
 to simple beings that are ruled by their “raging hormones” and “turbid 
emotional states”. I am confused, because some people view women as just
 holding vessels for a vagina, and can be conquered at any time by a 
suitable man, like game during hunting season. I am confused, because 
some people believe that young girls are not deserving of the same 
educational and professional opportunities that young boys are, and can 
be sold like merchandise, in the name of marriage, to the highest 
bidder. 
I am confused, because some people believe that women are not deserving of the same accolades and wages, despite performing the same quality and quantity of work as their male peers. And I am confused, because in 2014, some people believe that a woman does not possess the mental acuity, steely resolve and level-headedness to become President of her own country, despite demonstrating a higher level of competency.
I am confused, because some people believe that women are not deserving of the same accolades and wages, despite performing the same quality and quantity of work as their male peers. And I am confused, because in 2014, some people believe that a woman does not possess the mental acuity, steely resolve and level-headedness to become President of her own country, despite demonstrating a higher level of competency.
And now, my state of confusion has been 
overcome by a fit of rage. And this fit of rage has caused me to point 
fingers. Yes, I’m looking at you all, my male peers who claim to have an
 advanced level of thinking that women and men are equals, yet in 
private, express their true feelings of mockery for the cause- shame on 
you. Shame on those men that claim that because a woman is scantily 
clad, she is “asking to be raped”. Shame on those men who raise their 
sons to be dominant and powerful in society, but raise their daughters 
to be subservient by “doing as they are told”. Shame on those men that 
cannot engage with women in an intellectual argument, but instead cop 
out by concluding that “she must be on her period”- NO, she is not on 
her period; she is, however, a complex interplay of emotions, hormones, 
thoughts, and feelings- a complexity that extends far beyond your 
comprehension, you simple minded twit. Shame on those men that cannot 
handle female success and the fact that women are equal competitors, so 
instead resort to down-playing their accomplishments by making crass 
jokes about their femininity. And as a black man, I say shame on other 
black men that scoff at the thought of feminism, when they, of all 
people, should be sympathetic to the plight of people that are 
down-trodden and regarded as less than human because of an inherent 
physical characteristic.
But there will be no double standards in
 this piece, certainly not; because just as many men are guilty of these
 transgressions, so are many women. Shame on those women that put down 
other women for fighting for their cause, and claim ‘they are 
over-reacting” and excuse misogynistic behaviour by saying “that’s just 
the way men are”. Shame on those women that mock other forms of 
feminism, because they believe only their approach is correct, and 
everything else is just “overt sexuality”. Shame on those women that 
instead of joining the fight, they look down on feminists, and regard 
them as “angry, butch, lesbians who can’t find husbands”. Shame on those
 women who choose the route of complacency in this issue, while a 16 
year old is being shot in the head in Pakistan for fighting about this 
SAME issue. And shame on those women, that despite the leaps and bounds 
that have been made on behalf of them in the workplace, shirk their 
assigned duties by claiming “But I’m a girl!!!”.
Now call me crazy for believing that men
 and women should be treated as equals, but I learned from my mother 
that a woman can act like a boss, and BE THE BOSS. I learned from my 
mother, that despite being born in colonized Nigeria- a time when 
feminism was not even a concept- a woman can walk into a room full of 
men, and demand attention and respect; that a woman does not cower at 
the opinion of weak minded misogynists, but instead stands her ground; 
and that a woman can be an executive at the workplace, but still set 
time apart to be a loving mother and wife. And I learned from my father,
 that a man, a true man, not only allows his wife to do all these 
things, but respects her opinion when she expresses it, and lets her do 
her own thing, and be her own person. So again, forgive me if I am 
crazy, but I am of the firm opinion that a woman can do anything, and I 
mean ANYTHING, that a man can do. A feminist is a person who believes in
 the social, political and economic equality of the sexes, and I, Oba 
Banwo, am a feminist.
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