My friends roared with laughter when I announced one evening that I was a closet feminist. They didn't think I'd ever bothered with a closet. I didn't think it was that funny. I am no Gloria Steinem and I'm certainly not politically active, unless you consider wearing a Liberal campaign button in Alberta in the '70's radical. (Thinking back on it, in rural Alberta, maybe it was...)
I worked my entire career as a high school biology teacher. Throughout my 33 years in the classroom, especially when I was younger and more idealistic, I fanatsized that I might influence young women to consider their potential. To strive for something beyond the small town and marriage to a local lad. (Not that there is something wrong with that ambition. It was just that if someone had the talent, I wanted them to spread their wings and give the big, wide world a try.)
I admit it. With a few exceptions, I was an utter and complete failure. At that age you can't combat hormones. There were the serious and hard working girls but they still craved the attention of their male counterparts and would have traded their academic excellence for popularity and a chance to date the football quarterback in a heartbeat.
If I failed, then society has failed more spectacularly. Even though women are depicted in television dramas and movies as doctors, lawyers, crime scene investicators and any number of high powered positions, they are still dressed like Barbies. Low cut tops, short skirts, spike heels. And long perfectly coiffed manes swirl in the wind as they intercept a runaway criminal in those high heels.
There are more women in positions of power, more who have a choice. Some of them opt to be homemakers and raise children. Some are political leaders and some are doctors and lawyers. They just aren't in the same proportions as the men and they still aren't paid equally. I'm in favour of choice and of taking advantage of the best brains and finest minds we have. I just want us to look at women and use their potential.
I guess that now I'm out of the closet, I'll stay out for a while and if I'm not a roaring success, I'll just keep trying.
I've been married a long time and often write about everyday events.