woman, be a man
The more I learn about the world, the more I’m convinced that women don’t know how to be free.
Don’t get me wrong, women want to be free. We just don’t know how. The only ‘free’ people we’ve seen are men and we often unwittingly model ourselves on them.
I can’t speak for most women, but from what I’ve seen, women tend to over-do the i’m-a-liberated-woman-and-an-equal part.
Some women who climb the corporate ladder in a room full of men, become men. They behave like men. They talk like them. Crack the jokes that men would. And more often that not, put other women down, the way a group of all-men might.
It’s as if they don’t want to be women any more. Because either being womanly doesnt get you to the top or it doesn’t let you show the world how much you have progressed in life.
But are you really free as a woman, if you have to become a man for it?
And are you really a free woman if you need to put down other women for it too?
If the genders in corporate India are equal, why does one gender still strive to be like another?
Why do most of the women who’ve risen to the top resemble their male counterparts so much?
I’m sure the feminists didn’t burn bras hoping for a mastectomy.
Where are all the regular women. Who are normal. Who are people first.
Where are all the women who are truly free. Who needn’t talk about another woman’s ‘ass’ just to get into a high-powered male clique.
Where are the women? No, really.
