Women of my mother's generation fought to be respected and valued for what they did, rather than what they looked like; today's women don't seem to have made much progress challenging this, have we? Perhaps this is because, rather than challenging it, we have turned to embrace it instead. Women who I would consider intelligent and educated and perhaps who even call themselves feminists, will also discuss and debate whether Britney looked fat at last week's MTV awards. How have we moved from fighting for the issues that affect us, to fighting among ourselves to see who can criticise another woman the most?
In July, Zoe Margolis wrote this at Friday Cities...
[FCL:] Oh, go on then, one sex question: if you could have your anus licked by any famous person, living or dead, who would you choose?
If my arse could be licked by anyone, it would have to be Margaret Thatcher. I would time it so that at the exact moment her tongue got in really deep, I would then evacuate my bowels. She needs to be shat on I think. I’d be first in line given the chance, because she deserves some payback for destroying the unions and for selling off the nation’s utility companies in the name of gluttonous, corporate and political profit.
Then, when my shit was filling her gob, I’d shout, ‘Maggie, Maggie, Maggie, Out, Out, Out!!!’ and force her to remove her tongue: a perfect moment of 1980s nostalgia.
So, I don't know, Zoe: how have we moved to "fighting among ourselves to see who can criticise another woman the most?"
Since Ms Margolis (b. 1972) was only 7 or 8 when Thatcher first took power, one must assume that the hatred she displays is merely an echo of the prejudices of her parents. How odd: one would expect more autonomous thought from such a radical feminist.
Still, what this answer actually reveals, of course, is Ms Margolis's pig-ignorant ideas about politics.
There are many things that one can criticise Thatcher for, but I do not think that the breaking of the power of the unions—who, besides nearly bankrupting the country a number of times throughout the seventies, also brought a great deal of misery and hardship to ordinary people (both those who were their members and those who they locked out of jobs)—or the privatisation of the state monopolies—which have all vastly improved since the time when they were starved of funds and astonishingly badly run by successive governments of every stripe—are two of them.
In fact, if there are two things that it is impossible to criticise Thatcher for, then those would be the two that I'd pick.
Why don't you stick to writing about sex, dear, and leave the grown-up talk to us men?