I stole this quote months ago from Moe Tkacik (formerly of Jezebel/Gawker) because it’s probably one of the most profound contemplations of feminism I’ve ever read:
“We are 3.6 billion of us, trapped in a weird new paradigm in which we are trying to figure out what the hell our role in the modern universe is. We’re disdainful of other women who feel differently about the question than we do. We’re disdainful of other women who don’t give it enough thought. Either that, or we try not to give it thought, because all the disdain flies in the face of what I think may be an innate predisposition towards harmony and calm and understanding that you can’t ever really know what’s going on with someone else; that the only good option is to try and treat people how you think they want to be treated. There are gonads and biological imperatives and hormones to be dealt with here. Otherwise, would anyone ever feel comfortable drawing the generalizations about race that they do about gender? Blacks are better at sales and marketing; or Jews are great at strategy; they’re just not intuitive enough sometimes.
Shit, of course, for all I know, men talk like this — I mean, Nixon did, right? — they just wouldn’t talk like this to me because I would freak the fuck out and call the Bonerkiller Squad. Still, unlike the cultures and races, breeding a little compassion — Obama has a racist white grandma! Just like Us! — isn’t going to work. We’ve been breeding since time immemorial. We’ve been studying one another for millennia upon millennia! And we still don’t fucking get one another. I mean, unless I do get them, and then…even more fucking hopeless.”