RoseZ's Search for Woman's Idenity: Readings F-Word 9,10, 11, and FIFE 18 and 19

Monday, May 4, 2009

Readings F-Word 9,10, 11, and FIFE 18 and 19

Reading 9, 10, & 11==Are about politics and feminism and the need to continue the battles in the legislative arena. It is vital the women become even more involed in the battle against laws that allow the continued inequality and abuse toward women and children in this country. It is impossible to envisison a nation where there are no women's issues, but that is the ultamate goal of all feminists. The slow, but best way is through education and the changing of laws. This can only be accomplished if women become more and more involved with not only taking offices in the government, but being active on the homefront; voting and being a part of the communities around them will greatly help the efforst being made.
FIFE 18 & 19 = I did not quite get these chapters. Is feminism a religion? I never thought so.
I agree that is visionary and that a lot of the goals are probably unattainable in the forseeable future, but I don't feel that it is a religion. As far as finding feminism is the present religions, anything is possible in God's Way, so if you want your God to be a Lady that's Ok Too.

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I am Woman Helen Reddy 1975

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