Feminist
Adjective
1. Advocating social, political, legal, and economic rights for women equal to those of men.
Noun
2. An advocate of such rights.
The key word here is equal.
I feel as if some get this term confused with such people I like to refer to as Femi-Nazis.
These are the man-hating, in-your-face, condescending bigots who make the rest of us foresee a world in flames where women are unyielding tyrants.
But actually, feminism is just a word to describe the basic want a woman has to have a choice to be that unyielding tyrant… or a housewife…or somewhere in between.
This stereotype of labeled feminists can be carried over to the worldview of sororities. Sometimes I feel like one of the celebrities on Jimmy Kimmel reading mean tweets about themselves.
Apparently, as a member of a sorority I am an airheaded, shallow, plastic, slutty party girl who’s only come to a university to join an exclusive club, get wasted every night of the week, have no real friends, and get my Mrs. degree all so I can wear a couple of Greek letters on the front of my shirt.
“False.” (Dwight Schrute).
Maybe that’s true for some girls, but my experience has been far from what most believe. This sorority girl has a 3.5 GPA, has a job in the field I’m interested in, participates in other organizations on campus, holds several different officer positions in the sorority, has friends I know I can count on both Greek and non-Greek, and still manages to have the most vibrant social life I’ve ever experienced since I can remember.
And guess what? Most of us are like that, and we push each other to be that way. We’re human, not robots.
Yeah we sing songs, we wear clothes that make us feel pretty, and we see each other at our worst. But the girls that have become my sisters are writers, and artists, and geniuses, and leaders, and ambitious, and hilarious. They aren’t perfect, but they’re beautiful.
Some of us will become teachers, or engineers; our nation’s leaders, or homemakers. But what’s so beautiful about it is that we have a choice and a chance to become them.
I don’t think men should bow down to women, but if a woman can do a job better than a man can, let her, and pay her the amount she deserves. It goes the same both ways.
The worst thing you can do is underestimate someone’s potential.
Especially if they’re in a sorority.
Adjective
1. Advocating social, political, legal, and economic rights for women equal to those of men.
Noun
2. An advocate of such rights.
The key word here is equal.
I feel as if some get this term confused with such people I like to refer to as Femi-Nazis.
These are the man-hating, in-your-face, condescending bigots who make the rest of us foresee a world in flames where women are unyielding tyrants.
But actually, feminism is just a word to describe the basic want a woman has to have a choice to be that unyielding tyrant… or a housewife…or somewhere in between.
This stereotype of labeled feminists can be carried over to the worldview of sororities. Sometimes I feel like one of the celebrities on Jimmy Kimmel reading mean tweets about themselves.
Apparently, as a member of a sorority I am an airheaded, shallow, plastic, slutty party girl who’s only come to a university to join an exclusive club, get wasted every night of the week, have no real friends, and get my Mrs. degree all so I can wear a couple of Greek letters on the front of my shirt.
“False.” (Dwight Schrute).
Maybe that’s true for some girls, but my experience has been far from what most believe. This sorority girl has a 3.5 GPA, has a job in the field I’m interested in, participates in other organizations on campus, holds several different officer positions in the sorority, has friends I know I can count on both Greek and non-Greek, and still manages to have the most vibrant social life I’ve ever experienced since I can remember.
And guess what? Most of us are like that, and we push each other to be that way. We’re human, not robots.
Yeah we sing songs, we wear clothes that make us feel pretty, and we see each other at our worst. But the girls that have become my sisters are writers, and artists, and geniuses, and leaders, and ambitious, and hilarious. They aren’t perfect, but they’re beautiful.
Some of us will become teachers, or engineers; our nation’s leaders, or homemakers. But what’s so beautiful about it is that we have a choice and a chance to become them.
I don’t think men should bow down to women, but if a woman can do a job better than a man can, let her, and pay her the amount she deserves. It goes the same both ways.
The worst thing you can do is underestimate someone’s potential.
Especially if they’re in a sorority.
