It makes me sound aged to declare that I can fondly remember a time not too long ago where boys could be boys and girls could be girls. Girls would play with Barbies and my friends and I would *gasp* play war with our toy guns. It was a simpler time known as the late ‘90’s and while it was far from perfect, somehow, we all survived just fine.
Now, however, every act and every utterance is an offense to someone. Have Southern pride? That’s now bigotry. Don’t want a man in a dress in the YMCA locker room, ladies? That’s transphobia. Believe that armed suspects who draw on police should be shot out of self-defense? That’s, somehow, racist.
The left loves to play the role of the victim and in doing so, one of their favorite pastimes appears to be raining on everybody’s parade. In keeping with this mantra, feminists have declared that a father calling his daughter “princess” is supporting “rape culture,” a made-up term used to justify militant feminism and silence critics.
According to feminist author Elizabeth Broadbent, calling your daughter “princess” is a chauvinist act that supports “rape culture.” (Emphasis added)
Traditionally, princesses were pawned off on husbands that helped cement global alliances. Once wedded, their chief duty lie in the birthing bed, where they’d be expected to produce heirs, spares, and possibly as many children as possible.
Princesses weren’t given a choice in their selection of husbands. This is no “someday, my prince will come.” Princesses are passive, dependent on the men around them to make decisions, and used sexually in ways they don’t choose. It’s basically rape culture.
This kind of “thinking” makes me tired all over.
Yes, yes, I, too, passed European History 101 and I am aware that royal weddings were largely arranged affairs. However, in some parts of the world, arranged marriages remain common and instead of focusing on remedying this practice which, presumably, the author finds barbaric, she would much rather gripe about a conjured slight and absurdly accuse loving parents of furthering rape on a societal level.
Broadbent offers suggestions as to what to call one’s daughter (not that anybody asked).
So call your kidlet “muffin.” Call her “sweetheart” or “lovey” or “dollface.” Call her “precious” or “baby-cakes” or “lovebug.” Call her “honey pie.”
Good, now that we have Ms. Broadbent’s permission to still utter terms of endearment towards our family members, we can move on… you know, until next week when “sweetheart” is deemed to be politically incorrect. Then it’s back to the drawing board to erase yet another word that we are no longer allowed to say out of fear of offending someone with too much time on their hands.
What this illustrates is that not only has the left, seemingly, lost their damn minds, but that feminism is bound to die as an ideology so long as true proponents of equality allow this kind of nonsense within their ranks.
Just as a legitimate discussion about affirmative action reforms would be irreparably tainted by welcoming the KKK into the discussion, discussions regarding issues between men and women cannot continue so long as lunatics raving about “rape culture” and princesses are allowed a seat at the grown-ups table.