I related to women primarily through gender, not sexuality. (Well, I related to nothing through sexuality, three years ago.) I didn’t want to appreciate my cunt, because hey, what had it ever done for me? And I’m not saying I read the book and then went off and had great sex; but it did make me aware that I could do a lot better for it, and thereby myself, than I was – and that maybe it would reward me in turn, and then it wouldn’t be an it and a me but an us.
So it was empowering, not by releasing me from subjugation to men’s prejudices, but from helping to release me from my own.
]]>Spending a few unhurried hours reading this book, today, was a veritable luxury, let me tell you. :)
]]>I took this to be one woman’s take on the world. Yeah, she’s probably saying (a lot) how she thinks Things Should Go, but then again, everyone I know does that. She just gets more flak because she wrote a book about it. :)
Frankly, she can write what she wants. I didn’t agree with her all the time, and so I ignored those parts, went over them to places where I did agree. And there was a whole lot of that. Not reading the book because she says things that I don’t agree with, that I might even find offensive, is silly, given the high proportion of things I agree with her with for at to.
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