Saturday 8 March 2014

Sometimes it's hard being a woman. Sorry, human.

I'm usually one to ignore "Days" - Everything literally has it's day now. But today, International Women's Day, I feel, is important. It may not be a day celebrated in the traditional sense, but what it represents speaks volumes.

Front page of today's Independent

We shouldn't have to have an International Women's Day. In 2014, we shouldn't be having to highlight issues of inequality, abuse, rights and sexism. Everyone should be accepted in all societies regardless of gender (and sexuality, religion, ability, physicality, age...) and everyday, everyone should be celebrating who they are and what they have achieved. Sadly this isn't the case. In some parts of the world, women are treated as sub-human, as property, and as worthless pieces of flesh. Cultural differences and religion are never an excuse for this. Whilst I am not religious, my understanding is that religion is supposed to promote peace and love. The reality, it seems, only promote patriarchy and power. These are the real reasons women are treated with such disrespect. Religion, I feel, is a smokescreen.

As a young woman in western society, I feel guilty for even suggesting I have hurdles to overcome. I had a free education. I even went to uni. I learned how to drive (which I love). I play sport. I vote. I have my own finances. I (co)own my flat. I have many things that women across the globe can only dream of, and I am thankful for all that I have and experienced. I fully embrace every opportunity this country has offered me. I just cannot understand why these same freedoms cannot be had for all women. There is no excuse. Every woman, like every human, should have the right to vote, to an education, to work, to drive, to be politically active, to be heard. It genuinely dumbfounds me. Scares me even. I worry humanity is regressing, beyond the point of no return.

We are not dirty because we bleed, this is what nature intended. We are not physically or intellectually inferior because of our gender. It's frightening that these Medieval ideas are still ingrained in many corners of the world. We are not superior because we are female. We are human. Equally capable and incapable at anything and everything. Not because we have boobs. Not because of the chromosomes. Not because of the oestrogen. It's the just the being human thing, honest. I want to be liked for my kindness and my sense of humour. It's only a bonus that I've got lovely boobs and great curves. It should not be held against me in any situation. I have seen men with bigger boobs who don't get treated differently, so why should I?

I want a job because I am good at it. I want money because I have earned it. I don't want to be overlooked for a job because I don't have a cock. I don't want to be treated differently because "Oh she might have kids one day and be of no use to us."  (My main reasons for not wanting kids right now in life is the fear of the impact it would have on my job - this cripples me. Will that feeling ever go away?) I don't want anyone to assume I'm physically weak and that I can't lift things. I'm freakishly strong and look after my body, therefore only I know what it's capable of and I'll let you know if I need a hand. If I do get emotional, it's probably because I have mental health problems that make my day to day living that tiny bit more difficult, not because of my vagina. I want respect because I have shown it to others and I have earned it. I believe this isn't much to ask.

I am often told, mostly by men, that sexism doesn't exist in our society any more, particularly in the workplace. Unless my entire adult life has been one giant hallucination, then I can assure you it very much does. You have to be on the receiving end to appreciate this fact. Same goes for racism, discrimination against the disabled, ageism etc. I am not here to say "men are evil" or "I hate men", some of my most treasured friends are men. Again, not because of their gender, because they are all round good eggs. I am just using my personal blog as a space to air my thoughts on a topical matter (this is what personal blogs are for, no?) and perhaps strike up discussion. I have never in my life disliked someone based on gender. My main reason to dislike someone is usually because they are an utter cunt, in the genderless, bad egg use of the word.

We have so much to celebrate. Everyone does. And if everything else has it's day, why not women? If men want to have a day too, I say go for it. Get your diaries out. I want to celebrate the freedoms I have, ones that generations of women before me fought, and even died, for. As humans, we need to continue to evolve and work together, instead of segregating each other based on any aspect of biology. Humans can only succeed when we are kind, respectful and co-operative with one other. As I said, it's fine to dislike someone because they are not a nice person, but they world's a lot smaller than we think, and there's a lot to do in such little time. The party is waiting to get started and it's only narrow minds are preventing it from happening.


Saturday 1 March 2014

Yes or No?

The independence debate is all I can think about tonight. Well, more so my worries about the independence debate are heavy on my mind.

Anyone reading this that knew me around the time of the referendum in 1997 will know that I was scared of an independent Scotland. I was a kid in high school and worried, as odd as it may seem for a youngster, about my future. Education, jobs, money. I was quite the fun loving girl. My parents ran their own business, which at that time wasn't running so well. I worried having our own parliament would affect them and me. Would I be able to go to university, or get a job? Why was I worrying about these things at such a young age?

Fast-forward 17 years (holy smokes, it's been that long?!) and I am still worried. I got to university, which I messed up all by myself. I got a part time job as soon as I was old enough, and have not been out of work since, except for one month when I was 19. Lucky, huh? However, my career hasn't really advanced as I'd hoped despite my employment record. Highly possible that this is because of me, and not because of the recession, the government, or the cuts that the Arts have suffered over the years. I think it's all of the above. I have mostly earned minimum wage for the past 12 years, only in the past year going above both minimum and living wage. My parents' business, however, did fall apart, but they rebuilt from scratch and are now comfortably surviving. 

My worries of 1997 have grown up with me, and evolved. I worry about the future and what this referendum will mean for my future. My family's future. Everyone's future.

I have a lot to thank the Scottish Government for. All but 1 year of my tuition fees were covered by SAAS. Apart from a bad experience in 2009/2010 involving waiting lists and over stretched mental health resources, have nothing but love and appreciation for the NHS Scotland. I am thankful for my free prescriptions, NHS 24,  as well as care and support for terminally ill loved ones. Our education system free of Michael Gove. Our own National Theatre. I could go on, but I have to be objection and question - is this enough evidence to vote yes?

I have to cast my vote based on what can offer me the security and happiness. I'm not entirely happy with life at the moment. I'm not happy with a government that allows major corporations to avoid paying tax, yet introduce cuts and taxes to the most vulnerable in society. I am not happy with a government that no longer values the NHS. I am not happy with a government that doesn't take environmental issues seriously, thus condoning destruction of the planet.

The things that I am looking for in our future government are - one that cares about the people, the planet and the future;  one which has a fair tax and welfare system; one which values the education of all regardless of class; one which values and preserves vital institutions such as Health Service and transport. I am nearing 30 and trying to form some sort of career/life pathway. I am in a long term relationship with someone I plan on spending the rest of my life with. Perhaps one day we would like to get married, maybe even have children. Perhaps I would like to start my own business, or go into politics. I don't know exactly what I want from the future, but I know I want possibilities and opportunities. Would a Yes vote guarantee me job security, financial stability, a supported health service, a reliable transport network, an education system my potential offspring would thrive in? Could a No vote guarantee any of this either?

That is my worry. There is no guarantee. There is no way back. And I can barely decide what to have for breakfast nevermind how I want my country to be run for the rest of my life. 

I do know, however, that the only person who can decide this for me, is me. No pressure.