There is a conference of women going on in the UK in July called Radfem 2012 which is open only to participants who are “women born women, living as women” as stated in what could be perceived as a manifesto of sorts purposefully designed to avoid that very connotation. Curiously, they also will admit girls as well as boys up to the age of 11 for a separate place to be on their own called a “creche” which they define by not defining it on the website. I wonder if they should have also included “…but not living with a woman as a significant other”, but I guess that is my own judgment of the kind of radical feminism that they might espouse.
As a “person born a human and living as a woman and feminist in 2012”, I debated whether or not I was out of place commenting about it but in googling to find a link to the page I have linked to above, I found out that I didn’t have to because there was another who had something to say about the conference and what it said to her about her own growing up experiences as a girl trying to pretend to be a boy because she was assigned to playing a role in life not suited to her by virtue of her “gender as assigned at birth” and who said it so well that I didn’t need to add my own two cents to her comments.
I want to let you know that I was deeply touched by what she said because I have been there myself and if you want to see those comments and the responses, I will link to it here. Still I want you to know that to balance her comments with a little bit of irony and levity, that I mean no disrespect to what she said.
Even those possible few of us, who have never had the experience of being dehumanized because we didn’t fit into some narrow-minded concept of what it means to be either of two possible genders, can see that by excluding even the debate that has become a part of the political landscape of the Presidential election campaign in the U.S. this year, and calling the conference Radfem 2012, is both appropriate and representative of an idea that to deliberately exclude the debate of what a woman is for the purposes of the conference, is the most radical feminist idea for them to not debate.
I must admit that I was, at first, nonplussed, then I wanted to laugh and forget about it and then I became a bit of a radical feminist myself by suggesting that perhaps what these ladies needed was a good roll in the hay or worse yet, to suggest that perhaps their mothers forgot to tell them the real meaning of the “C” word, but now I think I’ll just go back to minding my own business and let these gals mind theirs.
I just hope that I haven’t offended any of you radical feminists out there, but in case I have, you might want to reread the last paragraph.