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All rights reserved by my sister who voiced that interesting thought which goes against everything that I’ve been studying so far in my course on Gender & Literature. So the norm is for the phallocentric, pig-headed, sexists from the Victorian age (or the Computer), who believe that power comes with having a dick and think with the help of the same instrument too, to turn up their hairy noses, set their erections on a tripod, and gaze through the urethra at a sperm-fogged perspective of the world to spurt opinions on intelligence or knowledge not being something that the female species really required – I’m not talking about all males really, just those who think that way; so there’s really no reason for everyone to get offended.

So the norm would be for the females’ (or at least the feminists’) defence mechanisms to go into overdrive. A din would be made about us females being able to make the same money, pursue the same careers, live the same lives, excel. The need for equal rights would be reiterated, and well, the usual.

*Destiny’s Child’s ‘Independent Woman’ plays in the background – Shoes on my feet – I’ve bought it; Clothes I’m wearing – I’ve bought it; Rock I’m rockin’ – I’ve bought it; ‘Cause I depend on me… If I wanted the watch you’re wearing – I’ll buy it; The house I live in – I’ve bought it; Car I’m driving – I’ve bought it; I depend on me!* ♪

So all the women who are independent, throw your hands up at me!! ♪ Anyway so my sister’s logic was: “Why should I study? I’m a girl.” She’s already Destiny’s Child’s idea of an independent woman: She’s got her own car (and not the expected little Maruti either), makes enough money to splurge on herself and others, and lives the good life. Study more? What for? Being the ‘girl’, the ideal thing would be for the man to do the learning, work, make the money, bring home the bread, and take care of the ‘woman’ and of course her needs. All she should rightfully have to do is worry her styled little head about her nail polish and appointments at the stylist, matching outfits etc etc. (ignoring for a minute the fact that that sounds pretty petty and fabulously frivolous – that’s luxury) while her darling boyfriend or husband worries about the bills, which of course he should pay by piling up his qualifications and work experience to make more and more money which of course the woman would work out how to spend.

Yes yes I do realize I’m ignoring a lot of debatable issues, but I don’t know, when you think about, and consider just the above, and not take into consideration all the surplus screaming for my attention, getting the man to do all the hard work sounds like a good deal to me. *Shrug*

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