A Rant: The Ideology of a Faultless Misogynist

On Father’s Day I saw an ecard that not only acknowledged fathers but single mothers as well.  I shared the card because I thought it was cool that someone thought to recognize single parents on the holiday.  I have single parent friends who acknowledge me on both holidays and thought the card was very nice for recognizing the extra effort of single moms.

Shortly after posting the ecard on my Facebook wall, a single, childless male friend questioned why this card existed when he had never seen one for fathers on Mother’s Day.  I responded, informing him that I only knew two men who were solely responsible for their child/children and that I had, for years wished them a Happy Mother’s Day.  Both chimed in shortly after I responded acknowledging that I did, in fact, always send them a message in May and both publicly wished me a Happy Father’s Day.

My friend, who made the initial inquiry about the lack of ecards for fathers in May said that didn’t really answer his question.  A female friend of my then posted a link, citing that out of 13.7 million single parent household in the U.S., 80% are run by women.  There was then a thirty comment debate between three or four people about whether these statistics were accurate.  After determining that the stats were at least close, we finally agreed that the reason he didn’t see cards like this for dads was due in large part to the fact that women comprised most of the single parent demographic.  He said it still seemed silly; it was suggested he make a card for dads and the conversation ended with some resolution.

The next morning, I woke up to a new comment on the thread, from a guy who I am not fond of Mr. “I can’t think of anything I would like less.” It read, “Maybe women should just keep their legs closed.” I deleted the comment and went about the rest of my day wanting to punch him in his stupid, sexist, ignorant face.  And thus starts my rant and the partial basis for yesterday’s post.

It bothers me that someone could be so cavalier about something as serious as single parenting or the struggles that face individuals trying to provide for a family alone, but what really bothers me about the comment is the simple fact that he is faulting women and women alone for issue of single parent households.  This is insulting and exactly the mentality that will continue to allow men to opt out of their obligations to their families.

If women didn’t have sex then single parents wouldn’t be nearly the issue it is.  Women can inseminate themselves, after all. [Insert eye roll here] The reasons women are forced to raise children have nothing to do with men having sex or shunning their responsibilities.  The reason a woman has to raise a child on her own is simple.  Women are irresponsible, immoral sluts and if we could simply refrain from having sex then single parent households would cease to exist.  The men wouldn’t have to pay child support/be a parent or avoid paying child support/avoid being a parent because some irresponsible woman had a baby. It is an ignorant and misogynistic viewpoint that implies that men are faultless.  His assertion is that it is solely a woman’s fault this issue even exists.

Women and men from all walks of life can find themselves being to only provider in a single family household.  Unplanned pregnancy, divorce and death of a partner are just few reasons this happens.  Not all single parents are in that position due to promiscuity or carelessness.  I don’t know any single parent, myself included, who woke up one morning and thought, “I think I will trick some poor, poor man into getting me pregnant today and then I’ll spend the next 18 years and 9 months making him pay for that child or busting my ass to make ends meet.” (Because it is really only my fault I am in this situation to begin with.)

I am not a huge fan of anyone who likes to indulge in the idea that they are victims.  It is the menatlity that allows such silly logic as, “Everything happens to me, not because of me.” I like, every other single parent accepts and understands why they are in the situation they are.  Most do what is necessary to provide for their families.  I believe a lot of individuals in that situation didn’t plan on raising a child alone but for some reason that is what they are doing.  That is not because a woman opened her legs.  It is because TWO people decided to have sex and for whatever reason, callous or circumstantial, both parents aren’t there now.

Men like this need to own up their participation in an issue that leaves individuals in the, often difficult, situation of raising a child/children alone.  That doesn’t happen because women are sluts; it can happen for a whole myriad of reasons.  Sometimes, just sometimes, it even happens because a guy should have just kept it in his pants.

 

 

Your Friend is a Whore!

My life and how I conduct myself has changed dramatically this year.  I spent of most of 2010 working on my list and learning to focus on me and what I need.  This year my focus has shifted.  This year I am focusing on what I want.  And what I want is physical companionship. There were many areas of my life where I felt a void. One of the most important was, for the first time in my life, I actually wanted a relationship.  I met someone that I really felt I could spend the rest of my life with.

When I was younger, I often felt confused about what a relationship really was.  In my opinion a relationship was spending more time with someone you had feelings for. You spent a lot of time fighting about cheating and screaming at each other, then you had make up sex.  It wasn’t about trust or comfort; it was simply about having someone there regardless of the stability of my relationships.

After much self-reflection I felt I was finally in a place where I could maintain a healthy long term relationship, one free of the rocky peaks I had experienced when I was younger.  I better understood what I needed and what was expected of me.  I fell in love with one of my friends and after several months of casual dating.  I wanted him and didn’t even consider how he might feel about it.  I assumed at some point he would want the same thing and I waited patiently.   It never happened and I found myself lost in a sea of misery and defeat.

It took me several months to move past that phase of self-pity and heartache.  I had put all my eggs in one basket.  When I felt ready to date I began to see men casually.  I was still hurting but desired a minimal degree of physical companionship.  The lack of control I held over my own emotions in intimate situations had resulted in severe heartbreak.  By dating and engaging in casual relationships I began to understand that I could separate emotion and sex. 

I enjoy casual dating.  I enjoy casual sex.  Both of these behaviors are new to me and I enjoy getting to spend time with men.  I am far less worried about being hurt.  The pressure is off.  I am meeting a specific need.  I am less stressed out about dating and I am happy.  I maintained friendships with many of the men I date.  We can date or we can develop a friendship.  For now it has to be one or the other.  I don’t want to confuse the nature of my relationships.  Right now I need maintain control of how I feel and by separating the men I feel I can truly maintain a friendship with I can stay in control of myself.

I am still hoping for a relationship.  I am still looking for the right man but I am also enjoying my new experiences.  I now my behavior and overall attitude toward sex seems drastically different.  I enjoy sex and I enjoy spending time with men.  I just haven’t met one that I want to devote all of my time to.  I’ll know it when I do.  Some of my friends are baffled by my behavior but most have been very supportive.  I appreciate them allowing me to grow and experience with being judgmental.  My life is amazing.  My self-esteem is through the roof.  My normal anxiousness is almost non-existent. I happy and optimistic!  I am finally moving forward, learning and growing.

What is a SlutWalk?

I got a string of very interesting comments when I first posted information about what will hopefully be the first of many Portland SlutWalks.  And yes I plan on attending.  Anyone who reads my blog knows that one of my favorite topics of discussion is sex.  I like talking about the subject and I really like sex.  As a result the visits to my blog have increased drastically and not everyone is fan.

I love that people are interested in what I have to say and that most of my readers understand and can relate to what I share, which is my journey of personal growth. There have been several occasions where I have received an email or other message deploring my personal choices or some aspects of how I represent myself.  I have been called a slut, a whore and immoral. 

I actually smile when I receive those messages.  They actually amuse me.  Am I promiscuous? Absolutely not.  Would like to have sex more than I do and be comfortable with seeking those opportunities out?  Yes I fucking would.  Society conditions women to feel that by expressing their own sexual freedom they are demeaning themselves.  Women who find pleasure in sexual experiences are dirty or somehow perverse, while men who take advantage of their own sexual freedom are studs.  They are viewed as heroes to their peers.  They are someone to look up to and glorify. 

I believe that any sexual expression regardless of gender is a wonderful thing.  Judging people based on prowess or quantity is unacceptable.  Labeling someone as slut or whore is ridiculous.  To me being a slut is not an act, it is an attitude.  Every woman has a right to express her sexual freedom.  And by attempting to shame her for doing so is offensive.  We live in a society that that accepts its archaic, sexist double standards.

Slutwalk Portland aims to change that.  Slut is one of the ”go to” insults not only from men but women as well.  Why are we degrading each other for expressing our sexuality?  I think anyone who is comfortable with themselves and honest about what they want is someone to be admired.  While we might not want the same things we should not be cutting each other down for being different.   Support your sisters!  We are all different and beautiful.  We should be free to live our lives just like our male counterparts.

Slutwalk also aims to raise awareness about the sexist attitudes surrounding rape.  No woman asks to be raped.  It is often implied that intoxication, style of dress and the way a woman behaves are reasons for sexual assault.  It is one of the most offensive forms of slut shaming and that has to change.  Women are carelessly blamed for being victims of sex crimes by the perpetrators, law enforcement and legislators.

Slutwalk Portland is set to take place on July 31, 2010.  They are still in need of funding to ensure the event takes place.  This is an important step for women’s right.  I hope that many of you will attend and if you cannot that you can make a small donation for a great cause.

For more information about the Portland Slutwalk and how you can get involved visit their webpage.  You can also like them on Facebook by clicking here.

A Few More Notches in my Bedpost

Yesterday I was reading the results of the Harris survey done for Playboy’s Sex Survey 2011.  I found a lot of the information interesting and/or surprising.  One of the things that stuck with me is that most of the people who were surveyed (30%), with the median age being 47 and 53% female, had only had sex with two to five partners.  I assumed that most people had more sexual partners.  Yet here I am with my marginally larger (than average) number.

Most of the people I am close to and have known for some time have had many more partners than I have. I spent the bulk of my youth thinking I was lacking. What I recognize now as just not being ready for sex was made even more awkward by the fact that I was not having nearly as much sex as my friends.

 I in no way consider myself promiscuous.  I abstained for over a decade for fuck’s sake (or not.)  I do however feel like I will have more partners.  I actually want more partners.  I don’t mean I want to increase my number to triple digits but there will definitely be more.

It really isn’t about the number.  I don’t really care about my number.  It is more about experience.  I definitely feel like I could use more of that… experience interacting in a particular and somewhat intimate (to me) situation.  And yes ultimately I still only want one and I would like to be with that person for a good long time but I also feel like I may have missed some things by not dating more in my twenties. 

I had finally resigned myself to the idea that I needed to experience more, in regards to adult human interaction.  And now if I decide it is okay for me to sleep with men I am interested in does it make me whorish, slut-like?  Of course it doesn’t but looking at such a small number makes me feel like maybe I just lost out.  While everyone else had found something by guy number three I am saying I know I will want something beyond guy number nine.   I feel like I still need to explore.  Maybe I will find everything I need in one person and it may be the next guy I decide to date but he might be a way off. 

I guess that only really matters if it bothers me and it doesn’t.   I just thought I was average in this one area and I guess I am not.  I guess I am kind of a whore, like really a whore not just a girl who talks like one.  I am just kidding.  I was just surprised.  And let’s face it I don’t get laid enough so I will just have to deal few more notches.

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