Feminism Killed Chivalry
My boyfriend says that if women want to be paid the same and treated the same in the workplace that we should be okay with men treating us like ”one of the guys” in other ways. Is this true? Is chivalry really dead, or should I still keep fighting for him to open the door for me and treat me to dinner every once in a while?
Biting my tongue,
EquaLiza
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Dear EquaLiza,
I firmly believe that the plague that killed off chivalry originated in New York City. Just this morning, while walking through the subway, two separate men practically knocked me out of my work pumps in order to get through the turnstile first. In a huff I wanted to yell,”Hey! I’m a lady!!” but immediately quelled my impending rant with the thought, “Who even cares about THAT anymore?”
But your question exposes the answer to that very question. We do. WE DO!!
We women still care that a man pulls a chair out for us, holds a door, lets us go through it first, and treats us to a dinner — or hell, even just an ice cream — sometimes. Does that mean we aren’t plenty worthy of doing the same job, making the same salary, and being treated as intellectual equals in the workplace? I say, hell-to-the-NO! We woman have a whole litany of things we would rather not do.
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Let’s see…where should I start? Getting a period, or even just PMS. Wearing a bra, ALL DAY. Using a tampon. Wearing a maxi pad/diaper. Wearing a thong. Waxing…anywhere! Plucking our eyebrows. Shaving our legs. Wearing 5 inch heels. Or…wait, what’s that other one? Oh yes, pushing a BABY out of us. Yeah, I bet that if we had the opportunity to give some of those tasks to our men for a time or two, they might start to appreciate how easy their side of it really is.
So here’s what I would do: remind him that we can have equal minds and not necessarily equal bodies. We can have equal intellect without matching hormone levels and emotions. We can be the same in so many ways while still living worlds apart. So, unless he’s alright with you going French on him and putting the kibosh on any further hair removal, wearing your laundry day undies on Friday date night, and letting the ladies fly free under your gym tank…then I suggest he gets on board with a little less whining and a little more flower giving, wine sipping, romance floating CHIVALRY. Tell him he’s bringing it back…like “sexy”. And if all else fails, and he still isn’t convinced, go with the complete opposite side of the coin and tell him it’ll just make him seem like a really cool 12th century Knight/comic book/video game hero.
The proof is in the Wikipedia pudding. And it never lies. (Except when it does…but that doesn’t apply here.)
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