aro0823, 5/3

Upon skimming through some of my classmates' posts, I came to realize that we all had essentially the same opinion on Thursday's exercise. The fact that we necessitated a specific exercise to allow women to speak was highly questionable, and I am pleased that others are recognizing the absurdity of that notion. I was excited by the anger and ranting that I read because it meant that individuals from both genders are realizing the applicability of the inequity and are bothered by it. Though these rants are only in the blogosphere, awareness needs to begin somewhere, and only in taking baby steps to gender equality will the problem ever achieve a resolution.
In class, after hearing several voices that had never spoken before, I was shocked to hear that culture actually DOES inculcate some people with the viewpoint that it is not societally acceptable for women to voice their opinions. The more I write the more passionate I become in my stance that WE ARE ALL HUMANS. Since this is my final post and I feel that I have proven myself, I feel it is an appropriate time to deliver a big F. U. to the media and anyone who attempts to stifle 50% of the population because they happen to have been born with the heinous, incurable disease of having two X chromosomes. Thus, what IS this mysterious "commonality among 'women' that preexists their oppression" that Butler discusses? Is it seriously the fact that we have two X chromosomes and in turn smaller biceps and less muscular pectorals?
By recognizing female subjugation, you aren't a "feminazi" or a radical feminist, you are a human being who takes action against something that is inherently flawed. Taking an oppositional stance to the produced message does not make you weird or abnormal, it makes you intelligent and aware. I am pleased to have spent class this year with a wide array of different people because we comprise the grassroots movement to make change. If awareness beings in all social circles and spreads outward, women soon may actually be able to involve our stories in (I lament using this word) history and finally elicit the respect we deserve.