A girl in my sociology class followed me around today. I say followed, more like attached herself to me and assumed I’d be her friend. In an alternate universe this may be the case however it is apparent that in this universe it is not. You could say we disagree over certain things, for example her favourite word is swag and I’m not sure if she’s serious. She despises the idea of young children dressing as the gender they want to be, she despises the idea of tattoos and piercings, we share a different music taste, she talks only of herself and her family and cares not for the ideas of feminism. How a female like herself could not care for the action that protects the rights to her own body is beyond me. The very rights she needs for abortion, equal wages, equality and freedom she dismisses with a simple “It doesn’t bother me.” How can it not. How can it not bother her that woman earn less than men purely because they have a vagina? How can it not bother her that woman have little to no rights over their own body? How can it not bother her that its always the woman’s fault that she was raped because of the clothing she wore to express herself? I’m afraid I do not know. Something tells me she may have had it easy in her short life, she does not appear to be the struggling type, dresses nice and plenty to share. One day the time will come that she needs these rights, but I fear that if people possess the same attitude towards feminism then she too will experience the inequality that countless overs have had to face. But its ok, “It doesn’t bother me” she claims. Moving aside, her views on children’s clothing bothered me too. “I want my daughter to be in dresses,” she tells me as we walk swiftly through the kids clothing section. “What if they want to wear jeans and dress boyish?” I ask. I receive no verbal response, just the same shocked expression I received while buying a stretcher for my ears as if the very idea that a girl would want to dress as a boy was obserd. I told her that boys should also be allowed to dress as they please, to which her shocked expression remained, followed by her bombarding me with how it was oh so wrong. She has been brought up to be told individuality is not ok, that the idea of expressing who you really are through your clothes is not something you should do. Stick to your gender. This saddens me.