(I am mortified by my music choices.) I care what people think. 'B****, you gotta shake it till.' Poetry. The classic Ying Yang Twins song Salt Shaker ? It's amazing. When I drive to work, I listen to thuggish rap at a very loud volume, even though the lyrics are degrading to women and offend me to my core. I want to be in charge, respected, in control, but I want to surrender, completely, in certain aspects of my life.
Sometimes I feel an overwhelming need to cry at work, so I close my office door and lose it. I want to be strong and professional, but I resent how hard I have to work to be taken seriously, to receive a fraction of the consideration I might otherwise receive. I want to be independent, but I want to be taken care of and have someone to come home to. There are many ways in which I am doing feminism wrong, at least according to the way my perceptions of feminism have been warped by being a woman. If I am, indeed, a feminist, I am a rather bad one. To freely accept the feminist label would not be fair to good feminists. 'The more I write, the more I put myself out into the world as a bad feminist but, I hope, a good woman.' In this extract from her latest book, a “flawed” feminist reveals all.
She loves rap, while finding the lyrics offensive to the core. She wants to be independent - and taken care of.
