Feminism is clearly a major part of your life, and you have passed down the importance of it to your daughter, Ruby. What does it mean to you to be a “feminist”?
It’s so important to me that you can see this child has a firm grasp on what “equal value” means, that even in the playground, feminism is an approach to the world that can come in handy.
To me, to be a feminist is to know that women and men are of equal value. Value. There are a lot of things that spring out from that ethos: what we can accomplish, how we evolve as people, how we relate to each other, gender wise. But if you approach gender from a place of an even playing field, it allows for “roles” to be stripped away, for convention to be stripped away, for conditioned behavior to be stripped away. It allows for women to enter a workplace and know that whatever her skill is, she can excel in that arena, go further and further still. To be a feminist who understands that women and men are of equal value means that in a relationship, a breadwinner is something either or both partners can be. To be a feminist to me that is understands men and women are of equal value is freedom.
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Photo credit: Art Streiber
The other day at work I opened a yogurt container. It exploded, but I thought I had made it out okay, with most of the explosion getting on the floor. I felt lucky.
About an hour later I had to go to the bathroom. It wasn’t until I had looked in the mirror that I realized I had a large chunk of yogurt in my hair. This was disappointing on many levels. One because, it was gross, and two because, it looked like semen. I guess those were the only levels. But the semen one is good for like 12 levels.
Marcelle Karp is one of the smartest, most fearless women I’ve ever had the privilege of (virtually) knowing. She is the co-founder of BUST, an entity that was so much more than just a magazine to me- it was finding a community of women like me, a finding a monthly dose of kindred spirits. On top of that, she’s raising one of the coolest “tweens” out there.
I knew when I started The Women Take Over, Marcelle was going to be at the top of my to-be-interviewed list. When she agreed I was beyond thrilled, and since we’ve started this conversation I’ve learned more about feminism than I ever hoped. Because her interview was so in depth and amazing, I’ve broken it into two parts so you can get the most from it.
Read part one of the interview here.
Photo Credit: Kareem Black
I don’t like to-do lists. I don’t like seeing things I have to do in list form. I find it stressful and I think it looks aggressive. The list is basically yelling at you to do specific things with your free time, it’s like a nagging parent. I’d much rather do things by my own accord and be proud of myself for spontaneously doing it. For me, there is no thrill or rush gotten from crossing something off a list. I like the surprise of doing something right.
The other day I was at a bar with my roommate and I saw an old man walking in my direction. I stared at him for a second and thought, “Wow, old people are real buzz kills.” Then I felt bad about it, so I smiled at him. This turned out to be a bad choice, because once he shuffled over to me, he patted me on the head and said, “what are you looking at?” He seemed angry. Turns out my first thought was correct
Whenever people think of the future I feel like they imagine their mind connected to a computer. But what if we’re going about it all wrong. What if it’s our butts that have all the power?
I’m thinking about becoming a scientist.
There are still some cleaning supplies I haven’t bought for my room, but I don’t see the point. A table in my room tends to get dusty, but why would I get a duster or some cleaning spray when I can just blow the dust away using my own breath? This gets rid of it, for a little while at least, and it makes me feel powerful and useful. I have a purpose now and that purpose is to get rid of dust in my room. Sure, the dust comes back but that just gives me another opportunity to feel like a machine. I play inspirational music when I do it too, so that way everyone, meaning my cat and the musicians are cheering me on. I’m my very own duster and I’m proud.
I’m also broke and not buying a duster is saving me some money. So self-encouragement helps.
You go through life thinking you’re immune to the power of advertisements. But then you find yourself with platform sneakers, oxblood colored pants, and a closet full of peter pan collar tops that you never wear. Instead they just stare at you, mock you, and remind you of how weak you are. Shopping is fun.
I’ve never been more aware of the fact that I was single than this past weekend. After being stuck inside during the snowstorm on Friday, the next day I was ready to get out. So I opted to walk around by myself as I do most Saturdays. But the snow created a lot of large, deep puddles. At first I didn’t mind stepping in them, but then my feet started to get wet. Then, worst of all, I kept getting behind couples. The boy would help the girl through the puddle and I would be left alone to fend for myself. The puddles were too big and I kept stepping directly into them. I began to hate the couples around me, even more than usual, which is saying a lot. After that I started to reflect on my previous night stuck inside, alone. I had a dance party, alone. Then I hung out with my roommate’s cat and watched three episodes of “Louie.” I realized I have it pretty good. I can do whatever I want, whenever I want. Sure these couples have each other to get through puddles, but I have freedom.