Radical feminists, the usual suspects anyway, always admonish me and my sex-pozzie sisters about how our actions dictate men's treatment of us. If we show our tits, our asses, our pussies then men responding with brutalities such as rape, torture and murder are our fault. We are told that this is the deserved, natural reaction to sexual exhibitionism and that if we don't want this to happen to us, then our behavior needs to be adjusted. Furthermore, our decisions must hinge on a brutal, uncivilized man's reaction to our peaceful sexual expression. Our choices are not actually ours but subconsciously dictated by the prevailing patriarchal thought. Most importantly is the message that brutality is never the man's fault in this situation, it is always the woman's.
There are so many problems with this logic I don't even know where to begin. I'll give it the old college try. The most important consideration is why in the world should a woman base all of her personal decisions on a man's reaction? It is amazing that said feminists claim to fight the patriarchy when they are very comfortable with allowing patriarchal thought to tell me and mine how to live our lives. So, I shouldn't dress sexy, express my sexuality publicly for fear that a brute will use that as permission for abuse. That a man can have the final word in how a woman can personally express herself, in a decision she made for herself is supposed to be the main concern of feminists. Why do these feminists insist, in so many words, that I submit all personal considerations to the male species for approval? So they don't hurt me, when the outrage should not be at my proud sluttiness and whoredom, but at the idea of rape, murder or abuse is permissible under "certain circumstances" for "certain people".
Who gets to define my personal line? Me or him? Exactly how far should male input on my personal feminine expression go? Do I need to ask permission to go to school or to fuck as I wish? Do I need permission to marry who I want or to pose nude as I so wish? Do I need permission from him to get an abortion? To work a "man's job"? Why, sisters, do you want to hand my agency and independent, free will, so quickly to the very group of men who don't want to see any of us as persons? These feminists are so damned concerned with fear of male reaction that they do not acknowledge that, despite all protestations and attempts to the contrary, men continue to control and dictate their actions. Saying, "I'll do this so guys will like me!" is exactly the same as "Well, I want to do this, but guys might think I'm a slut so I won't and that'll show them! If they think 'a', I'll think 'b'. If they do 'x', I'll do 'y'."
Gene Roddenberry lied, ladies; space is NOT the final frontier. Sexuality is and it is also the first frontier. For as long as sexuality is dictated in any respect, then no amount of angry feminism is going to win us the right to be free persons. When sexuality is dictated by an outside party, by someone else, then no other civil rights will be had. Understand this. Control sex, control the person.
So who's line is it anyway? Do I, as a woman who is supposed to be your "sister in blood" and all that, get to say what I do with my body, my cunt, my time, my beauty, my ANYTHING? Or does that privilege get to go to those whom we can all agree is the last group of people who need more privilege? I won't wait for your answer, because I already suspect the response and besides, I make my own decisions. Regardless of what you think, not one man was consulted on what is none of his damned business.
This reminds me a great deal of what self-identified multiracials, especially those of us mixed with black, have to hear when we don't proscribe to the "one-drop rule". We're told by people, usually people in our families who identify as black only even if they're mixed, that, "They will just see you as another ni**er!" Oh! Well that settles it! I'll let the Klan, Neo-Nazis and such define my race! Maybe I'll do a little shuck-and-jive for them while saying, "Howdy, massa!" since I'm at it. I had a cousin say this to me once and I asked him where is the line between what they get to decide for me and what I get to decide for myself. These are the same group of racist assholes who don't want to see anyone with skin darker than theirs in school, obtaining higher education or working a job that isn't picking cotton or being a wet nurse to their children. Oh yes, those are the folks that should define my race for me. How does allowing oppressers to define any part of your being ever enter into the realm of self-identification, independence and self-determination? I feel like I'm taking crazy pills!
Just consider: Who is defining your line?