Why International Women’s Day bugs me
If ever a person needed (more) proof that we’re living in a patriarchy, I posit that International Women’s Day is the final argument.
Doesn’t it seem odd that women, at least half of the human population, are given a special day of recognition? Can you imagine a day that honored the achievements of men? What about a Men’s History month?
From a local newspaper article about a IWD parade: “We celebrate all of our accomplishments from early on until now and teach all of our young girls to know how important it is to feel you can do anything you want”
Yeah well, it’s more important to actually make it possible. And you know what else? If a girl could truly do whatever she wanted to do, if she could ever be anything more to the world than just a girl, she wouldn’t need a freaking parade to convince her of it.
Again, imagine a special day once a year where boys are rah-rahed into believing that when they grow up they can do great things just like other men have done. I mean, it’s kind of a given, right? Just as it should be for girls, yes?
Personally, I would rather be acknowledged as a fully realized human being on a daily basis than “celebrated” once a year. The patriarchy will be dead when there no longer exists a need to recognize with parades and banners that the billions of people with vaginas are human too.