A feisty mother earth type, who has an opinion about everything I would like to think I use my "chopsy" attitude to throw some light and perhaps a new slant on current social and cultural issues.
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How far have we women come on the journey towards full
emancipation and standing on a “level playing field”. Well I suppose it all
depends on what playing field you are standing on. If its Beach volley ball
there seems to be a very obvious difference between the sexes that at first
glance may seem petty and inconsequential. But like all these “small” issues,
they have deep rooted negative insidious connotations for women, all women. Not
just those interested in beach volley ball or sport generally.
Simultaneously because the matter seems mere “window
dressing” anyone tempted to castigate the dress code, of the
players and compare the glaring differences from a “sexist” point of view, runs
the risk of being labelled, “hysterical” or extreme. Its just Beach volley ball
for goodness sake?
Well call me what you like but let me ask just a few
questions,(I'll make a stab at the answers too)
1Why do the ladies shorts need to be so brief,
Answer, perhaps
because its “beach” volley ball stupid and they are playing on a beach. So it’s
like they are wearing a bikini as if they have just started playing a game
after a sunbathe
(Oh I see).
2. Its not long since Beach volley ball has been an approved
Olympic sport so perhaps it looks startlingly modern and with it, but now it’s
a serious sport right?
Answer, yeah
right!
3. So there has to be a unified look a team strip and they
came up with this for the all the ladies of the world? Are the ladies happy to
wear such revealing and potentially easily wardrobe malfunctioning kit?
Answer, Of course
they are just happy to be playing for their country and they look really happy
don’t they?
4. Yes, but what responsibility do they have to make it more
professionally appreciated for their skill and inspire other young women to
take this up as a serious sport?
Answer, they are
doing a great job, they get loads of attention,
5. You hardly see photos of the men’s team do you?
Answer No that’s true.
6.Don’t they want to look cool and get photographed and
appeal to the masses to generate interest in the sport.
Answer,Well the
girls seem to be doing that all on their own.
7. So no Budgie smugglers for the men then?
Answer, No way! what would that look like, ridiculous!
I often have anxieties about whether society at large is
manipulated intentionally by popular culture, to benefit a master plan. I find
Feminism is under strain (yet again) and whilst I emphasise I am not an avid
reader of feminist literature or ideals. I have my own base level of
comprehension which is open for discussion of course.
It seems that not only is feminism becoming untrendy by
young girls who feel they can make it on their own thank you very much, but
equality per se is under attack.
The world goes round on an ability to feed and clothe
itself, the majority look for their basic needs to be met whilst the greedy
minority are encouraged to gain fortunes in enterprises because they act as the
catalyst for the provision of the many. So the Tycoons are forgiven their
opulent lifestyle because they provide the infrastructure for the ordinary guy
to earn a crust.
To balance this of course we have seen any number of
“protectionists” schemes introduced to ensure the “little guy” isn’t exploited.
Fair Trade, minimum wage, hours of work directive, health & Safety, human rights and so on.
We are a caring world are we not? Through history there has always had to be a
less important group of humans who need the work no other group should be asked
to do. This has been a transient group as they form, through struggle into a
force to be reckoned with.
Or can we be happy as one of the herd ?
So where has all this emancipation got us? The status quo
seems alive and kicking doesn’t it? Someone in a sweat shop somewhere has to make
“stuff” cheap enough for us to buy it and make enough millionaires to keep the
wheels of industry turning. If not why hasn’t exploitation been routed out?
Perhaps we have to accept in a small part of our guilt
ridden brain, that we are natural oppressors and we are happy to turn a blind
eye to the suffering of others, in order to be happy?
Look at the way we eat up all these talent shows, where the
need to survive is ever present. The contestants (modern day gladiators) are
encouraged to be prepared to step over others to get ahead. Equality suggests a level playing field, when
in reality we have to compete in a hierarchal pyramid, who wants to be at the
bottom?
I have never visited India,
but the recent tragic death of baby Afreen, in Bangalore last week makes me count my blessings and gives me
cause to reflect.
I am a beloved daughter I grew up with the love of my
parents surrounding me. My education was as good as my brothers. At sixteen I
left school even though my Mother wanted me to go to college to improve on my
qualifications. I began work straight away and as well as earning enough money
to look after myself, I paid my parents a small token for my “keep”. I had a career and succeeded to gain promotion
and contributed to a good standard of living for my family.
I married my husband. We met and married as equals. I would not be the woman I am without his love
and support and he would not be the man he is without my love and support. This
Synergy creates more than double the energy, as we work together with the agreed
values. It means we don’t waste energy disagreeing on our direction..
I am lucky, I happened to be born into a family of wise and wonderful
parents. Poverty comes in many guises, no one can be paid to value their
daughter, not recognising and valuing the precious gift of a new life, be it a
boy or a girl, is to be truly impoverished.
The driving factor of the Market culture where everything
has a price or a cost, puts an enormously inflated price tag on a boy child.
With it, overwhelming expectations of the boy to become a man who will support
and protect his family and be able to carry that weight on his shoulders alone.
Fathers of India
if you believe a son is a “saviour “ and more capable of being a provider for
his aging parents, than a daughter. Think again.
Daughters of India,
survive in spite of a deep and dark conspiracy to devalue them. They succeed
even though the cards are stacked against them, imagine if that tenacity,
ability and potential was truly nurtured and valued how great things would be,
how easier life would be for men to share the load equally.
So can a market culture be deadly? yes it can, not only can
it create pressure to unjustly kill the girl child but it can kill the promise of a brighter
more fruitful future.