N. and I went out today for a belated celebration of the International Women’s Day. At dinner, he made the following toast:
Let’s drink to femininity both in you and in me.
He’s so perfect.
9 responses to “I Married a Feminist”
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I’m giving that toast a “Here, here!”
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Yay for women!
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Femininity is another idea or term that I have no notion about, in the same way that I have no notion of normality. Biologically, my state is very violent. I’m addressing this issue, and my unconscious mind seems to have latched onto a metaphor I’ve provided it, for in last night’s dream, I was at an army headquarters to receive a pin for this vicious grenade. Actually, I’m having a hormonally charged IUD inserted next month.
In any case, I have no idea what femininity is. Is it perpetual violence? Is it explosions? Is it the ripping of the flesh from the bone?
No idea.
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Im not sooo sure he was speaking of feminism. I think we may need to psychoanalize what he REALLY meant by that. 😉
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Actually, according to Jung, he described a perfectly healthy human psyche. 🙂
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The following article is qurious, though definitely not feminist:
“House Proud – The troubling rise of stay-at-home daughters”
http://bitchmagazine.org/article/house-proudLikeLike
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This is a marginal group of religious freaks. Who cares about them? Not me. 🙂
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