Rendezvous
03 March 10 : 12.36 PM
In my essays, I often like to write with a feminist slant. I'm critical of works that have misogynist undertones, that undermine the female sexuality, objectify women intentionally or unintentionally, see women in binary terms and nothing in between...
That is why I admire AC so much, being the one woman, with all her sleazy and self-deprecating escapades, who managed to make people question the notions of female sexual freedom. (Although at a personal cost, but that's what made me admire her even more- that above it all, she is still real)
Yet today. I was reading a thesis on sexual freedom by good old Warren, I came across a part where he expressed a kind of disdain towards literature written by men, which in spite of their overt representations of women as wildly fertile, sexually vigorous, in control and such, somehow always subverts this representation by making them direct all their feminine power to the gratification of the phallus.
And, I have to shut my trap now.......