Why I’m Not A Feminist

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As a young conservative woman, it’s incredibly hard to watch liberal feminist women march around D.C. in “pussy hats” and bail on work in the name of “National Women’s Day.” As a young Christian woman, it’s difficult to hear Madeline Albright declare that “there’s a special place in hell for women who don’t help other women.” As a newly married woman, it’s frustrating to be told that my role as housewife and homemaker isn’t respected, as it once was. As a woman with strong political, religious, and societal views, it’s shocking to be shamed and deemed “an enemy to the women’s movement.”

But I’m okay with it.

I don’t want to be anything but an adversary to a movement that thinks wearing female genitalia like a baseball cap is an acceptable fashion trend. I don’t want to be associated with a group of women who would just not show up to work because of nationally organized day of irresponsibility. I don’t want to have anything to do with bullying other women into believing the things I believe. And I really don’t want to be a party to making housewives, stay-at-home moms, and homemakers think that they are anything less than valued.

The women’s movement has done absolutely nothing for hard-working, conservative women. (Does that mean that there’s a “special place in hell” for them?)

 

The women who whine and cry about “equality of pay,” are generally going to be the type of women who don’t deserve the pay increase. The women they spite, however, are the type of women who will work hard to earn their pay raise and make as much or more than the men around them. Why is this? Because most of these women have absolutely no concept of responsibility. Which brings me to my next point…

… These women will cry that it is an infringement upon women’s rights to outlaw abortion. I would say that’s criminally insane. You’re given the right to act the way you see fit. If your actions result in pregnancy, aborting it only infringes on the rights of the unborn. You are given the power to run your life – and with great power comes great responsibility.

 

I was raised to take responsibility for my actions. I was raised to show up to work. I was raised to value life – at all stages. I was raised by an intelligent, hard-working mother and a strong, hard-working father. (Can you see the theme there?)

 

So, no – I am not a feminist. I am a family-ist. Feminists are raised with a picket sign and a sense of entitlement. Family-ists are raised with a strong work ethic and a sense of responsibility.

 

I think this country could use a few more family-ists and a few less feminists.

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