The return of the Slutwalk
Got a great tweet from Naila of The Inifinite Abyss about SlutWalks — it’s good to know I’m not the only one who’s torn on things. Naila makes a great point: Why should we even want to reclaim the word “slut”? It’s always going to have a pall of shame hanging around it, so why bother?
Not everyone feels this way — Feministe just ran a post by Echo Zen, Co-President of Voices for Planned Parenthood, who spoke at the San Diego SlutWalk. He makes valid points, about how the clothes a woman is wearing has nothing to do with rape, about how our culture is bound up in controlling women’s sexuality, about how anti-abortion activists tend to say things like “If she didn’t want to get pregnant, she should have kept her legs shut.” All of which is true.
But then he tells the story of a rape survivor who finally moved on to the extent that she was “wearing boob tubes for the first time in her life.” And once again, I wonder: Why is Boob Tubeage now the be-all and end-all of feminist enlightenment? I mean, great, if that’s what you want to wear, but we’re getting to the point where if you’re NOT embracing your inner “slut,” wearing porn clothes and putting it all out there for the world to ogle, you’re not giving your all. Aren’t we allowed to like sex, or not like sex, on our own terms without there being a dress code? How did we get here?
You wonder why girls my age get confused sometimes and throw on a vest and necktie with sensible pants. Or is that just me…??