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Kate Millett’s Tedious Madness

Posted on | September 1, 2014 | 10 Comments

“[A] disinterested examination of our system of sexual relationship must point out that the situation between the sexes now, and throughout history, is . . . a relationship of dominance and subordinance. What goes largely unexamined, often even unacknowledged (yet is institutionalized nonetheless) in our social order, is the birthright priority whereby males rule females. . . .
“This is so because our society, like all other historical civilizations, is a patriarchy.”
Kate Millett, Sexual Politics (1970)

Kate Millett is a good prose stylist and also a sadistic perverted psychopath. On the latter subject, I will accept the testimony of Millett’s younger sister, Mallory Millett:

In the 1970′s I was alarmed to hear that my big sister, Kate Millett, who had serious mental health issues which had agonized my family and her friends for many years, was organizing a group called The Mental Patients’ Project in order to claim that the psychiatric community and society were “oppressing” people and “stigmatizing them with labels such as psychotic, bi-polar, schizophrenic, borderline personalities,” etc and unconstitutionally imprisoning them in hospitals thereby violating their civil rights. We, as a family, had struggled for years with Kate’s issues, many times attempting to hospitalize her so she could obtain the serious help she so obviously obviously needed. She was a brutal sadist, a violent bully at whose hands everyone about her suffered. Throughout my childhood I was menaced and immeasurably traumatized . . .
At one point, in 1973, I found myself alone with her in an apartment in Berkeley, California where she did not allow me to sleep for five days as she raged at the world and menaced me physically. . . .
And, speaking of the affected innocent victims: later, she wrote a book about her lesbian lover at that time. Sita was the title. This woman committed suicide in response to Kate’s “homage.” . . .

You really should read the whole thing. I had known that Kate Millett was a bisexual weirdo, but until somebody called my attention to this firsthand account by her sister, I hadn’t previously realized what a certified raving lunatic she was.

Psychosis and feminism are, often enough, two words that describe the same phenomenon. Shulamith Firestone was a paranoid schizophrenic, Women’s Studies professor Lisa Johnson is afflicted with borderline personality disorder, and if I had a nickel for every feminist who had ever lamented her “struggle” with chronic depression, I’d certainly have more than the price of a carton of cigarettes.

The difference between mental illness and feminist theory is . . . nuanced. Was anyone surprised when the eminent “male feminist,” Professor Hugo Schwarz, was revealed to be dangerous psychotic? It is difficult to avoid the suspicion that Women’s Studies majors are all demented freaks who, if they couldn’t afford to go to college, would be in psychiatric hospitals, where their deranged babbling about “gender roles,” “patriarchy” and “heteronormativity” would earn them a daily dose of Thorazine, rather than a Bachelor of Arts degree.

Despite her mental illness, however, Kate Millett writes good prose, and I think this is a factor that should not be overlooked. Like many another high-functioning psychotic, Millett is intelligent. She once taught English at the college level, and Sexual Politics was an adaptation of her Ph.D. dissertation at Columbia University. Smart and well-educated, Millett published Sexual Politics when she was 36. Her prose has a mature quality that is absent in Firestone’s zany The Dialectic of Sex, published when Firestone was 22.

Millett begins her book with a clever trick: She excerpts and subjects to literary criticism sex scenes from three novels — Henry Miller’s Sexus (1965), Norman Mailer’s An American Dream (1964) and Jean Genet’s The Thief’s Journal (1964) — by authors who were then fashionable. Henry Miller‘s writing was so pornographic that his books were often banned in the U.S. prior to the 1960s; Sexus was published in Paris in 1949 and not published in the U.S. until 16 years later. Norman Mailer, of course, soared to fame when his first novel, The Naked and the Dead, became a bestseller in 1948, when he was just 25. He never quite replicated that success in fiction; although his subsequent novels sold well, they were less critically acclaimed, and Mailer’s reputation as a writer was mostly based on his works of journalism and non-fiction. He won the Pulitzer Prize for The Armies of the Night, his non-fiction account of a 1967 anti-war march, and his 1980 Pulitzer winner The Executioner’s Song, was about the life of murderer Gary Gilmore. As for Jean Genet, he was a notorious French degenerate who gained fame after Jean-Paul Sartre made him the subject of a 1952 book, Saint Genet.

The scene Millett quotes from Miller’s Sexus involves the protagonist sexually assaulting the wife of his friend. The scene she quotes from Mailer involves a murderer sodomizing his German maid. The scene she quotes from Genet involves a transvestite prostitute and his/her pimp.

In each case, Millett highlights through her criticism the aspect of power — male supremacy — in the sexual context. These “notions of power and ascendancy,” Millett says, demonstrate that sex does not “take place in a vacuum,” but rather is “a charged microcosm of the variety of attitudes and values to which culture subscribes.” This is both true and highly problematic. Obviously, it is true that our attitudes and behaviors about sex are influenced by culture. But where Millett is headed with this argument — the purpose of her nearly 400-page book — is toward the claim that there are no meaningful natural differences between men and women, that the associations male/masculine and female/feminine are artificial, and that anything which can be labeled “male supremacy” is therefore inherently political in nature.

Let it not be said that Millett was unable to marshal any evidence on behalf of her argument. Anyone may order Sexual Politics from Amazon and examine her argument and her evidence. The problems with Millett’s book arise mainly from three causes:

  1. Her fundamentally anti-social attitude. Millett’s purposes are admittedly revolutionary. She aims to destroy the existing society, and all its patriarchal “values and attitudes,” without any regard for the personal happiness of anyone who is content with life in this society, having successfully adapted to “our system of sexual relationship.” This contempt for the lives of other people is characteristic of a sociopathic personality. Her sister’s revelation of Kate Millett’s domineering and sadistic behaviors are quite relevant to our understanding of Millett’s motivations.
  2. Her tendentious selectivity of evidence. Of course, every radical argument suffers from this flaw. If your aim is to overthrow The System in a democratic polity where electoral governance and the Rule of Law have the effect of continually ratifying The System, your argument for revolution must necessarily be based on unusual evidence. You must ignore, or subject to scorn and ridicule as “reactionary,” every argument made by defenders of The System. Despite her early acknowledgement (page 25) that a patriarchal social order was characteristic not just of America in 1970, but of “all other historical civilizations,” Millett deliberately rejects all evidence that such a social order is natural or inevitable.
  3. Her substitution of rhetorical gestures for actual logic.  As I say, Millett’s prose is quite good and, like many intellectuals, she seems to believe that her ability to express an argument in stylish prose is proof that her argument must be true. The fact that other intellectuals, equally articulate, hold opposing views, is a problem Millett evades by accusing her antagonists of prejudice. Her fluency in exposition is, for Millett, a camouflage used to conceal extraordinary leaps of logic. She asserts a startling premise, based on evidence that is negligible or controversial or at least unusual, and then continues her argument as if the premise were a proven fact. One finds, for example, that Millett spends 19 pages (108-127) discussing Friedrich Engels’ The Origin of the Family, Private Property and the State (1884), and finds nothing amiss with treating the co-author of The Communist Manifesto as an objective analyst. When Engels’ name recurs on page 169, it is in the context of Millett’s analysis of the failure of the Bolsheviks’ attempt to abolish the family in the Soviet Union. Millett cites the criticism of Leon Trotsky as an authority on “the Stalinist regression” in this matter, without bothering to explain why Trotsky might have blamed this failure on Stalin personally, rather than on the hopeless impracticality of the Bolshevik ideal.

Also, generally, Sexual Politics is boring. Her hammering of the same points becomes repetitive to the point of tedium.

Nature, Nuture and Feminist Theory

Any well-educated reader hostile to Millett’s basic claims can order Sexual Politics from Amazon (and if you buy it via my Amazon Associates link, of course, this puts a small commission in my pocket) and compose his own point-by-point refutation. It would be interesting to see some graduate student in psychology or anthropology make such a critical project the subject of a master’s thesis or doctoral dissertation. However, one supposes that any aspiring scholar capable of such a project is smart enough to know that doing this work would be the kiss of death to his career in academia. Nor would I, as a shameless capitalist, devote myself to that project; there is no market demand for such a point-by-point rebuttal, and I would not bother my readers with such endless tedium, merely to prove myself capable of producing a rebuttal to the arguments of an articulate psychotic with a Ph.D.

Nevertheless, because readers have generously contributed — “Hit the freaking tip jar!” — to fund my in-depth investigation of radical feminism, let me briefly point out some obvious examples of Millett’s sophistry. On page 30 of Sexual Politics, she writes:

Psychosexually (e.g., in terms of masculine and feminine, and in contradistinction to male and female) there is no differentiation between the sexes at birth. Psychosexual personality is therefore postnatal and learned.

This was written in 1970, just past the peak of Freudian prestige, when scientific claims of human differences based in genetic heredity (“nature”) were in disrepute, and when those who attributed human differences to the influences of early family life and societal expectations (“nurture”) clearly had the upper hand.were at the apogee of their ascendancy in academia, in law and in popular culture. Millett certainly was not the only intellectual of her era who subscribed to the developmental concept of human personality, a perspective which was at that time hegemonic in its dominance of every elite institution, from the college campus to the psychoanalyst’s couch to the Supreme Court. (As an aside: Every clever college boy in the 1950s and ’60s knew the trick of bringing up Freud when talking to women as a way of steering the conversation to the topic of sex. By the 1970s, of course, the clichéd way to do the same thing was to talk about astrology. “What’s your sign?” became the sequel to, “What do you think about Freud?”) Advances in our understanding of genetics, in prenatal development and the influence of hormones on the brain, have refuted much of what was believed by elite intellectuals circa 1970 in terms of “psychosexual personality.” The insights from research have given rise to speculation based on evolutionary theory. The new college pickup line might be, “What do you think of sociobiology?”

Scientific advances have been quite unfortunate for Millett’s claim that “there is no differentiation between the sexes at birth,” in part because her citation for that claim is dependent on one of the greatest frauds in scientific history. On pages 30-31, she excerpts a quotation from a 1965 article “Psychosexual Differentation,” from a book entitled Sex Research, New Developments; in her bibliography, Millett references a 1957 book, The Psychologic Study of Man. The author of both of these works? Johns Hopkins University psychologist Dr. John Money, whose botched attempt to turn a boy into a girl (the notorious “John/Joan” experiment) failed spectacularly, ultimately resulting in the suicide of Dr. Money’s pathetic human guinea pig, David Reimer.

Dr. Money’s unethical (and perhaps criminal) methods of attempting to psychologically “condition” Reimer to be a boy were never successful; “Brenda” Reimer aggressively rejected the female identity that Dr. Money tried to impose. Yet Dr. Money, having trumpeted the “John/Joan” case as proof of his theories in the 1970s, misrepresented the case in his academic publications and in popular media. It took many years before another scientist, curious to know how Dr. Money’s patient had adjusted to adult womanhood, discovered the shocking truth behind Dr. Money’s fraudulent “research.” As a teenager, “Brenda” Reimer had decisively rejected “her” female identity, and sought treatment to become the man “she” had been born to be. David Reimer married a woman and, despite the loss of functional genitalia — castrated in infancy as part of Dr. Money’s “treatment” — he was by the 1990s an otherwise normal (that is, masculine) young man, albeit suffering from depression that finally resulted in his 2004 suicide.

Grant that Kate Millett had no way of knowing, in 1970, that Dr. Money’s theories were already being proven false in practice, because of Dr. Money’s dishonesty about the results. Still, his theories were always controversial, and his critics (including Dr. Milton Diamond, who eventually exposed the fraud) were not silent. Yet these critics were ignored by Millett, and scientists whose findings did not comport with Millett’s ideology — we must view her as a pioneer of what feminists today call “gender theory” — were subjected to dismissive ridicule. From page 32 of Sexual Politics:

Here it might be added . . . that data from physical sciences has recently been enlisted again to support sociological arguments, such as those of Lionel Tiger who seeks a genetic justification of patriarchy by proposing a “bonding instinct” in males which assures their political and social control of human society. . . .Tiger’s thesis  appears to be a misrepresentation of the work of [Konrad] Lorenz and other students of animal behavior. Since [Tiger's] evidence of inherent trait is patriarchal history and organization, his pretensions to physical evidence are both specious and circular.

Any student of behavioral science will probably be as shocked by this passage as I am, as a student of rhetoric. Millett, whose claim to expertise was . . . well, what? She got her bachelor’s degree in English from the University of Minnesota and got a postgraduate degree in literature at Oxford University, then went to Japan where she taught English and married an avant-garde sculptor.

Here she was in 1970, however, presuming to accuse Dr. Lionel Tiger, a professor of anthropology, of misrepresenting the research of zoologist Konrad Lorenz, who won the Nobel Prize in 1973. If Tiger was guilty of misrepresenting Lorenz’s work, you might think that Lorenz himself would have made the accusation, which he never did. Anyone interested in the subject may consult Konrad Lorenz’s 1966 book On Aggression and Lionel Tiger’s 1968 book Men in Groups and decide for themselves whether the two authors were in accord. The reader may also consult Harvard biologist E.O. Wilson’s 1978 book On Human Nature (for which Professor Wilson was awarded the Pulitzer Prize) wherein he offers a learned examination of Lorenz’s theories. As Professor Tiger and Professor Wilson are in substantial agreement about evolution and human behavior, I’m willing to bet that both of them agree that what Lorenz said about aggression in animals has relevance to “bonding instinct” in human males. Yet we see how Millett, who was willing to accept Dr. John Money’s strange theories of gender without question, arrogated to herself the authority to disregard Professor Tiger’s research, accusing him of “misrepresentation” of another scientist’s work, and dismissing Professor Tiger’s claim to scientific knowledge as “pretension . . . both specious and circular.”

‘Science Falsely So Called’

Far be it from me, of course, to appoint myself as Official Referee of any dispute between zoologists, anthropologists and other specialists in scientific fields relevant to human behavior. As a Bible-believing Christian, I am profoundly skeptical that any research based on Darwinian theory can tell us much about the true origins of such phenomena. It is interesting to me to see what we actually know about human behavior, and interesting to see how scientists try to explain this as theory based on Darwinian concepts. However, I can never cede the fundamental claim of Darwinism, i.e., that all of this is a random accident of the universe, and that we are all therefore “evolved” from some bit of primordial slime. Always, I keep in mind the Apostle Paul’s warning to Timothy about “profane and vain babblings, and oppositions of science falsely so called.” This warning applies equally to Darwinian anthropology as to feminism, neither of which is the basis of my own belief system. But I digress . . .

Kate Millett’s cunning sophistry is such that, if anyone is predisposed in her favor — i.e., a disgruntled woman eager for an articulate assault on male prerogative — it is an easy thing to overlook her clever tricks of rhetoric. Over and over in the pages of The Politics of Sex, Millett asserts a premise, offers dubious or controversial evidence in support of her premise, pretends to discredit all claims to the contrary, and then proceeds to make her (unproven) premise the basis of further argument. She does this with great skill, so that you wouldn’t notice it unless by force of habit you had learned to look for such tricks. A forensic examination of The Politics of Sex could, as I say, provide a thesis or dissertation for the graduate student willing to undertake such a project.

Consider, for example, how she accuses Professor Tiger of seeking “a genetic justification of patriarchy,” as if the anthropologist were advocating or defending a particular system of behavior, rather than offering an analytical theory. Millett used the tendentious word “justification” when “explanation” would have been more appropriate, and The Politics of Sex is crammed full of such tricks. Having insinuated that Professor Tiger’s theories are misguided and deceptive, see where Millett then proceeds on page 32:

One can only advance genetic evidence when one has genetic (rather than historical) evidence to advance. As many authorities dismiss the possibility of instincts (complex inherent behavior patterns) in humans altogether, admitting only reflexes and drives (far simpler neural responses), the prospects of a ‘bonding instinct” appear particularly forlorn.

Kate Millett argues science with all the skill typical of an English major. Note how she invokes “many authorities” to lull readers into accepting the distinction between human instincts (impossible!) and mere “reflexes and drives,” so Professor Tiger’s theory about an instinctive basis of male bonding can be dismissed as a “forlorn” prospect. Millet does not inform her readers, of course, that Professor Tiger’s theories of male bonding were based on direct observation of actual human behavior, across many cultures, so that what he was attempting to explain (not “justify,” as Millett would have us think) was a phenomenon so universal it would be difficult to imagine how it could have a non-genetic basis. And look how Millett then continues her argument:

Should one regard sex in humans as a drive, it is still necessary to point out that the enormous area of our lives, both in early “socialization” and in adult experience, labeled “sexual behavior,” is almost entirely the product of learning. So much is this the case that even the act of coitus itself is the product of a long series of learned responses — responses to the patterns and attitudes, even as to the object of sexual choice, which are set up for us by our social environment.
The arbitrary ascriptions of temperament and role has little effect upon their power over us. Nor do the mutually exclusive, contradictory, and polar qualities of the categories “masculine” and “feminine” imposed upon human personality give rise to sufficiently serious question among us. Under their aegis each personality becomes little more, and often less than half, of its human potential.

At this point, any honest, intelligent and reasonably well-informed person reading The Politics of Sex must be tempted to fling the book into the nearest garbage can. Common sense tells us that, without regard to whether sex is a “drive” or a matter of “learned responses,” sexual intercourse between man and woman is necessary to the survival of the species. Insofar as human beings procreate successfully, we must suppose that this behavior is in some way hard-wired into minds and bodies. Only the most fanatical ideologue could look around our planet, where there are now more than 6 billion human beings, and claim that this has nothing to do with “sex in humans as a drive” — but this sort of ideological fanaticism is the driving force of Kate Millett’s feminism.

Likewise, anyone may look at actual men and women (rather than mere theories about them) and ask whether “the categories ‘masculine’ and “feminine’ [are] imposed upon human personality,” as Millett claims, or whether these words are simply a common-sense description of men and women as they exist in real life. Grant that some men are more masculine than others, acknowledge there are effeminate men and “mannish” women — these are variations that no one denies, and which in no way contradict anything in our common-sense understanding of masculinity and femininity. Yet for Millett, these things become the theoretical foundation upon which she erects a vast superstructure of argument on behalf of feminist revolution. Here is how she concludes on page 363:

When one surveys the spontaneous mass movements taking place all over the world, one is led to hope that human understanding itself has grown ripe for change. In American one may expect the new women’s movement to ally itself on an equal basis with blacks and students in a growing radical coalition. It is also possible that women now represent a very crucial element capable of swinging the national mood, poised at this moment between the alternatives of progress and political repression, toward meaningful change. As the largest alienated element in our society, and because of their numbers, passion, and length of oppression, its largest revolutionary base, women might come to play a leadership in social revolution, quite unknown before in history. The changes in fundamental values such a coalition of expropriated groups — blacks, youth, women, the poor — would seek are especially pertinent to realizing not only sexual revolution but a gathering impetus toward freedom from rank or prescriptive role, sexual or otherwise. For to actually change the quality of life is to transform personality, and this cannot be done without freeing humanity from tyranny of sexual-social category and conformity to sexual stereotype — as well as abolishing racial caste and economic class.

Kate Millett was obviously not a woman with small ambitions. To envision women as the “largest revolutionary base” leading “a coalition of expropriated groups” on behalf of “social revolution” — well, you’d have to be insane to imagine such a thing, and within a few years, Kate Millett’s insanity was obvious to everyone. Her sister Mallory describes Kate’s public breakdown in 1973:

During the speech [at the University of California-Berkeley] after the screening [of the Millett's feminist documentary film Three Lives] she fell apart onstage before a packed assembly of fawning admirers. It was a standing room only audience. In fact, they had had to schedule a second screening at the last minute, as the response had been huge. As I sat next to her lectern during her incoherent ravings I witnessed the pained looks of confusion as they swept across those faces like a small gale whipping up across the top of a sea; at first tiny ripples gliding across the surface. They were polite until the realization took shape that she was making no sense whatsoever. People began glancing at each other, whispering a little then turning to one another with more energy, politeness gone, as some began to get up and leave. Soon many were slipping out and that was followed by a mad dash for the exits. She was babbling and shouting incoherently whilst I nodded and pretended every word made perfect sense. I could not bear to betray her in public. I sat there feeling my heart melting through my chest and draining into my belly with an indescribable sick empathy. Her humiliation was unbearable as the gale whipped up to a force ten and with one last enormous surge we were left in an empty room. The second screening was cancelled.

What ensued for Mallory Millett was a five-day nightmare trapped with her famous sister, who was in the grip of a psychotic rage:

Unable to abandon her, I stayed and whenever possible reached out by phone to other family members/friends in far flung places such as NYC, Minnesota, Nebraska pleading for advice and help. One such conversation was with Yoko Ono, a good friend of hers, who called to check on Kate and from whom I tearfully begged advice. . . .
Our elder sister, Sally, eventually came from Nebraska to the rescue, as it was imperative I return to NY to join a European theatrical tour for which I was contracted. She managed to get some temporary care for Kate, which sufficed for the moment. Within time, our mother and a lawyer nephew managed to take Kate to court in Minnesota in order to secure her “commitment.” Anyone who knows Kate Millett knows the depth of her shrewdness which she used to bring in a NY lawyer and, in her unglued state, she stood up for herself as only she can and to our great horror prevailed in that courtroom walking out, unrestrained, to spend many more years, lurching about the world to continue her damaging and irrational antics; her genius for chaos. Subsequently, she boarded a plane for Shannon, Ireland and upon arrival locked herself in the Ladies Room preventing anyone from relieving herself for twenty-four hours until the Shannon police broke down the door and committed her to an Irish psychiatric institution. She got word out to some of her Irish feminist loyalists who smuggled her out through a window and she escaped to be on the run making her way back to NYC. Many of her friends in the US were now involved and other interventions were arranged which she also managed to elude, quoting The Constitution to police and ambulance drivers.

Keep in mind that all this transpired just three years after Kate Millett was feted on the cover of Time magazine. Perhaps her feminist admirers could tell themselves that all Millett’s problems were the fault of the oppressive patriarchy, but doesn’t it seem that at least some of them should have experienced second thoughts about their movement? When one of the foremost leaders of your “social revolution” is revealed to be a raving lunatic, doesn’t this call into question the theories she had previously proclaimed? Alas, it was the ’70s, when people didn’t feel ridiculous wearing polyester bell-bottoms and some people even thought it would be a good idea to nominate George McGovern for president. The ’70s were the Golden Age of Bad Ideas, the era of the Symbionese Liberation Army, the Ford Pinto and the Jonestown Massacre. Unlike other fads and disasters of the ’70s, however, feminism endures.

The strange persistence of feminism’s bad ideas can be explained simply enough. Unlike the Jim Jones cult that died in the jungles of Guyana, the feminist cult institutionalized itself, building a permanent base of operations in the Women’s Studies departments of universities and colleges. Every year, many tens of thousands of naive young women are indoctrinated in feminist ideology through these programs, and the influence of their bad ideas have extended themselves into every academic discipline — particularly history, psychology and law — so that now, after many decades, feminist ideas are accepted without question on campus. This institutionalization of feminism has the effect of creating a market demand for feminist books, as well as a career track for would-be professors of Women’s Studies. Furthermore, as feminist influence has entrenched itself in higher education, it has acquired a terrifying power to intimidate its critics within academia. The voice of feminism’s critics is seldom heard on American campuses today.

‘Sexual Politics,’ Secrets and Insanity

Strange to say, however, in the early 1990s, the publishers of Kate Millett’s pioneering book Sexual Politics let it go out of print. As Millett recounts in the preface to the 2000 edition, it took nearly seven years and numerous rejections from publishers before the University of Illinois Press offered to re-publish it. Why was this so? Well, despite her radicalism, Millett’s views on certain subjects had become somewhat obsolete. In the late 1980s and early ’90s, militant lesbians like Michigan State University Professor Marilyn Frye began to insist that Women’s Studies programs cease their embarrassed silence about lesbianism. Avant-garde exponents of “gender theory” like Professor Judith Butler, herself an unapologetic lesbian, emerged as the voices of so-called “Third Wave” feminism, and what did Kate Millett have to say about all that? A single footnote on pp. 336-337 of Sexual Politics:

Following custom, the term ‘homosexual’ refers to male homosexuals here. “Lesbianism” would appear to be so little threat at the moment that it is hardly ever mentioned. . . . Whatever its potentiality in sexual politics, female homosexuality is currently so dead an issue that while male homosexuality gains a grudging tolerance, in women the event is observed in scorn or silence.

Oops. Millett’s hypocrisy about lesbian “potentiality” was a cause of immediate grief after her book was published in 1970. She was married to a man, but had engaged in lesbian affairs, and many radical “sisters” in the Women’s Liberation movement knew it. During an event at Columbia University in November 1970, just three months after she had appeared on the cover of Time, Millett was participating in a panel discussion onstage when the heckling began. Feminist historian Susan Brownmiller described the confrontation:

Minutes into the panel a voice from the back of the hall rang out, “Bisexuality is a cop-out!”
Sidney Abbott, another panel member, peered into the audience and recognized Ann Sanchez, one of the Radicalesbians.
The persistent voice catcalled, “Are you a lesbian, Kate? What are you afraid of? You say it downtown, but you don’t say it uptown. Why won’t you say it?”
“Yes,” Millett wearily replied. “You think bisexuality is a cop-out, so yes, I’ll say it. I am a lesbian.
A reporter from Time was at her door the next morning. The story ran in December. Millett’s disclosure of her bisexuality, the magazine intoned, avoiding the word “lesbian,” was “bound to discredit her as a spokeswoman for the cause.”
Dolores Alexander and Ivy Bottini of [the National Organization for Women] urgently called a “Kate Is Great” press conference. Artemis March and Ellen Shumsky of the Radicalesbians composed a statement of solidarity that was read to the reporters. . . . Gloria Steinem firmly held Kate’s hand for a significant photo for the Times. . . But the show of support did little to calm the fraying nerves of the woman who stood at center of the media storm. . . .
Sexual Politics would never be dislodged from its place as feminism’s first book-length bombshell, but the making and breaking of Kate Millett as the movement’s high priestess had run its course in four months.

The destruction of Kate Millett’s “high priestess” status is significant in several ways, most importantly as a foreshadowing of feminism’s future direction. It wasn’t the sexist patriarchy that destroyed her, it was radical lesbians who refused to let Millett get away with dishonest two-faced hypocrisy about her own sexuality.

“The personal is political,” after all.

Yet for decades to come, and still to this day in many cases, feminism continues to engage in the same kind of hypocrisy that unraveled so quickly for Kate Millett in 1970. It is scarcely a secret within academia that Women’s Studies programs are now dominated by lesbian faculty using textbooks that prominently feature lesbian authors.

What this signifies should be obvious: Feminist theory is ultimately incompatible with the normal lives of normal women who, whatever their career ambitions or political beliefs, hope to find happiness in a life that involves men, marriage and motherhood.

Yet the pioneers of the feminist movement — women like Shulamith Firestone and Kate Millett — didn’t live such lives, and the intellectuals who have followed in the footsteps of those early radicals of Women’s Liberation are not living such lives either. Judith Butler and “Queer Theory” are now the hot topics in Women’s Studies classes, and the biggest arguments within feminism involve transsexualism and so-called “butch/femme” roles in lesbian culture. Cutting edge feminist research nowadays involves such topics as whether Disney cartoons are imposing heterosexual identity on unsuspecting young girls. (The Little Mermaid? Yep — it’s patriarchal propaganda.)

Feminists get angry when critics call attention to evidence that Women’s Studies programs are now “Lezbo Recruitment 101″ — even when you’re quoting an employee of the Feminist Majority Foundation on the subject. The two-faced hypocrisy continues and we must ask, what are the consequences of such dishonesty?

Whatever was actually true in Millett’s arguments should be accepted as self-evident at this point, more than four decades after her book became the much-heralded manifesto of Women’s Liberation, blazoned on the cover of Time magazine. Yet here we are, with women more “liberated” (and more equal) in America than at any time or place in the history of the world, and we find that feminism is still controversial. If the iniquities of patriarchal society circa 1970 have been in some measure abolished or eroded, feminists continue to complain about patriarchy as if nothing had changed, and we may well ask if many of the grievances that feminists complain about now are not, in fact, the consequences of previous “reforms” that feminists demanded. Feminists now stage protests dressed in pink vagina costumes and march in SlutWalk demonstrations against “rape culture,” and never seem to bother questioning the basic premises of their arguments, much less re-thinking the logic of the arguments based on those premises.

Truth is great and will prevail, Thomas Jefferson famously observed, and we might wonder how Kate Millett’s life and career would have turned out if she hadn’t tried to hide the truth about herself in Sexual Politics. Her only mention of lesbianism was a single dismissive footnote near the end of the book. What would have been the consequences if, instead of trying to get away with this deception, she had been up-front about her lesbianism? Maybe her book never would have been published, but maybe she wouldn’t have gone insane after her dishonesty was exposed. Or maybe — just maybe — Kate Millett was always crazy.





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Labor Day Miscellaneous Linkagery & Open Thread

Posted on | September 1, 2014 | 8 Comments

– by Wombat-socho

Labor Day plans: pretty much the same everywhere

Nature abhors a vacuum, and blogs without posts cause readers to get bored and drift away, so here’s a few things you may find of interest:

Pic somewhat relevant: I’ll Bet That Vladimir Putin Is Scared Now! over at First Street Journal.

The International Lord of Hate fisked one of the Grauniad’s resident idiots, who further demonstrated his lack of brains by admitting to libel in the Facebook thread. Welp. RTWT; how can you not like a post that begins “Let me cut right to the chase. Damien Walter is a liar.”

John Wright also chimes in on the wretched Damien Walter. He sure writes purty.

Sarah Hoyt has a few things to say about social standards.

I’ve been spending my weekend mostly horizontal, re-reading Monster Hunter Nemesis, which just gets better with each re-reading, as well as Sharpe’s Company and Sharpe’s Sword, because it’s been a few months since I had my last Sharpe fix.

Remember: the September 12 Smittypalooza is in 11 days. RSVP by e-mail, if you haven’t already, so I know how many tables to ask for when I call Jimmy’s Old Town Tavern.

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Rule 5 Sunday: Labor Day Weekend Lovelies

Posted on | August 31, 2014 | 7 Comments

– compiled by Wombat-socho

Three Beers Later returns, this time in the leadoff spot, with Rule 5 – The Dirty Side, and Daytime TV Porn. Next up, Goodstuff with Kari Byron and other attractive ladies, Ninety Miles from Tyranny with Blue-Eyed Blonde Beauty, Hot Pick of the Late Night, and Girls with Bows. Animal Magnetism chips in with Rule 5 Friday and the Saturday Gingermageddon, Laughing Conservative contributes a Symphony in Pink, Blackmailers Don’t Shoot adds a Rule 5 Linkfest with Demi Lovato, and First Street JOurnal has Ukrainian women in uniform, because The Russians Are Coming.

EBL’s herd of heifers this week includes vampires, Women of Marvel, Sofia Vergara, women of Burning Man, Labor Day womenPolygamy Rule 5, and more Burning Man rule 5.

A View from the Beach has Cemetary Woman: Anna Falchi“Shake it Off”Chesapeake Bay Spear Point Poses Puzzle (cave girls), “Wade in the Water”Snockered Supermodel Throws Better than PreznitDon’t Kiss the Seals!Swimming with Swordfish, and Book Review: “Poop, Booze and Bikinis”.

At Soylent Refuge, they have nice cupcakes, Afternooner Tan Line Tag Team, Overnighty Rachel, Monday Motivationer Jessica, Overnighty Sheer, Tuesday Titillation Sideboob, Evening Awesome, Humpday Hawtness Subduction Seduction, Afternooner Because Leanna, Falconsword Fursday POV, Corsetness, T-GIF Friday SPROING, Happy Hour Hawtness, Weekender Awesome, and Bath Night with Jessica.

Proof Positive’s Friday Night Babe is Viviana Greco, his vintage babe is Valerie Leon,  Sex in Advertising is covered by Teri Garr, and of course there’s the obligatory 49ers cheerleader. At Dustbury this week, it’s Jessica Alba and Debbie Gibson.

Thanks to everyone for their linakgery! Deadline to send submissions to the Rule 5 Wombat mailbox for next week’s Rule 5 roundup is midnight on Saturday, September 6.

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Memo From the Thought Police

Posted on | August 31, 2014 | 96 Comments

Years ago, an episode of Seinfeld showed a stand-up sequence in which Jerry Seinfeld discussed catcalling, including one common variation seen in New York City, the “car honk.” A man in a car is sitting at a red light, a good-looking woman crosses the street in the crosswalk ahead of him, and the guy starts honking his horn — “beep!” “beep!” “beep!” — to get the woman’s attention or, at least, to signal his appreciation of her beauty. Obviously, as a mating strategy, this is a hopeless failure. No woman has ever responded to the car honk (or the wolf whistle or any other form of what feminists call “street harassment”) by approaching the harasser and saying, “Hi, you’re very attractive, let me give you my phone number so we can have lunch sometime.” No man with half a brain could imagine that such tactics “work” in terms of attracting females, so why does this atavistic behavior persist?

Jerry Seinfeld concluded his stand-up riff with the punch-line: “These are the best ideas we’ve come up with.”

That line got a huge laugh, because it’s so true: When it comes to figuring out how to get women, guys are generally clueless. Why do you think the “Pick-Up Artist” phenomenon turned into such a cult thing? Because there is a vast potential market of clueless guys, and if some guy claims to have a clue — if he can convince clueless guys that his methods of scoring with women actually work — he’ll become a millionaire. And, as everybody knows, chicks dig millionaires.

Anyway, Molly Powell wrote a column at National Review to say that, within limits, the wolf-whistle/”hey baby” reaction can be regarded as flattering. Left-wingers flipped out at Powell’s contradiction of the Official Feminist Line, and Jazz Shaw writes at Hot Air:

While it’s apparently absolutely verboten to say such things out loud today, there is a difference — particularly for women — between dressing to look good and dressing to look hot. Seriously … does any woman go to the beach wearing a tiny bikini top and a thong because it’s just so comfortable to swim in? Nonsense. You do it because you think you look good and you want people to see that. If you didn’t, there are a wide variety of attractive one piece suits to choose from.
Men like looking at attractive women, and the more they work on dressing up the display, the more likely we are to notice. That’s been true across the history of man. There are clearly lines of decorum which most of us wish would not be crossed, but having the thought police try to turn every pair of males eyes following a shapely pair of legs into a micro-agresssion, rape society assault turns the entire discussion into a parody.

(Hat-tip: Mememorandum.) The issue here, of course, is not to defend or justify boorish behavior. Rather, the issue is feminists (a) trying to turn this into a political crusade, and (b) accusing anyone who disagrees of being an ignorant woman-hating bigot.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

That’s a hate crime now, the moral equivalent of rape. It’s heteronormative patriarchy, which is worse than slavery, genocide and nuclear war. And if you don’t agree, then obviously you haven’t been paying attention in Women’s Studies class.


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FMJRA 2.0: Out Standing In Her Field

Posted on | August 30, 2014 | 13 Comments

– compiled by Wombat-socho

The honored bloggress as a young heifer.

Normally the FMJRA post is just a compilation of links back to those who have linked The Other McCain in the preceding week (Saturday through Friday) but this week I wanted to call attention to one of our more prolific linkers, someone who has thrown literally dozens of links our way every week from a number of blogs, most notably Batshit Crazy News – a joint effort with Zilla of the Resistance*. She was understandably miffed at being left off last week’s list of top linkers, and so by way of reducing my workload and giving credit where credit is due, I am retiring Evil Blogger Lady’s number. This is a little difficult, since we don’t exactly have numbered jerseys here (or Holsteins, for that matter :v) but I am at a loss as to how else to express my thanks for all the links. Maybe sending her one of these, as a tribute. I’ll think of something. In the meantime, this week’s linkagery.

*Who is currently suffering difficulties; your prayers and other help are requested.

Top linkers this week:

  1. Batshit Crazy News (23)
  2. Regular Right Guy (19)
  3. That Mr. G Guy (14)
  4. (tied) Da Tech Guy, EBL, and Walla Walla Tea Party Patriots (5)

The Rotherham Horror

Sex Trouble: Feminism, Mental Illness and the Pathetic Daughters of Misfortune

Emma Jackson, Victim of #Rotherham Rape Gangs: ‘They Like Us Naive’

Nobel Peace Prize Winner

Rule 5 Sunday: Peaches En Regalia

Homelessness: Myth and Menace

LIVE AT FIVE: 08.28.14

As A Politically Incorrect Aside…

The Silent Terror: Media Ignoring Islamic Radical’s Murder of Seattle Gay Men?

Reading Feminist Theory…

Don’t Even Bore Me, Webb

FMJRA 2.0: What’cha Gonna Do?

Socializing, And Stuff Like That

LIVE AT FIVE: 08.25.14

How ‘Fringe’ Is Radical Feminism?

LIVE AT FIVE: 08.26.14

Equal Rights for Hostages?

Fat Feminist: ‘Stop Staring at Me!’


LIVE AT FIVE: 08.27.14

The Best Laid Plans…

LIVE AT FIVE: 08.29.14

Thanks to everyone for all their linkagery!
Remember, just 13 days until the September 12 Smittypalooza!

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Will Brett Kimberlin Ever Learn?

Posted on | August 30, 2014 | 25 Comments

Dave Weigel has finally published his account of the Kimberlin v. Walker trial, and it’s amazing that it ends with this:

“These guys are going to come out today and say I’m a pedophile,” said Kimberlin. “And tomorrow, I can file another lawsuit against them. And now I know what I need to do. It’s going to be endless lawsuits for the rest of their lives. And that’s what it ends up being. I sue them. They sue me. They come into court. I sue them. They come into court. That’s the way it is.”

Insanity, is what it is. After the December 2012 hearing in Manassas, Virginia, where a state judge dismissed Aaron Walker’s lawsuit against Kimberlin, I remember eating dinner with Walker, his family and John Hoge, and the question was, “Is this story over?”

Walker’s plight, as well as the involvement of notorious troll Neal Rauhauser, was what originally drew my interest in the Kimberlin story in May 2012. The subsequent escalation — “Everybody Blog About Brett Kimberlin Day” — was astonishing. But after a few weeks, interest in the story dwindled, I returned to covering the 2012 presidential campaign and, by the time Walker’s Virginia lawsuit was dismissed in December 2012, it seemed that the story had fizzled.

The fact that we’re still talking about Brett Kimberlin in August 2014 is basically a result of actions by Kimberlin and his allies:

  • Neal Rauhauser’s obsessive persistence in harassing various of his chosen enemies (including the defendants in Kimberlin’s lawsuits) continued to kindle resentment. The association between Kimberlin and Rauhauser is a proven fact, although the exact nature of their relationship remains mysterious. Because Rauhauser has used the word “client” to describe Kimberlin, it has been generally assumed that Neal was on Brett’s payroll somehow. Anyone hassled by Neal (who has boasted of his exploits as “iron Troll of the Year”) immediately wonders, “Who is paying Neal’s bills?” This casts a shadow of suspicion on Kimberlin.
  • Bill Schmalfeldt made a nuisance of himself by harassing Lee Stranahan, the instigator of “Everybody Blog About Brett Kimberlin Day.” John Hoge assisted Stranahan in trying to stop Schmalfeldt’s  harassment, which led to a war between Hoge  and Schmalfeldt. Given that Kimberlin was clearly supporting Schmalfeldt (hiring a lawyer for one of the Hoge-Schmalfeldt hearings), this helped keep alive interest in Kimberlin throughout 2013.
  • In July 2013, Kimberlin went to court trying to get a protective order against his estranged wife, and tried to get criminal charges filed against his wife’s boyfriend Jay Elliott. Court proceedings are a matter of public record, so these actions — which were entirely Brett’s doing — created an entirely new “angle” on the story.
  • In late August 2013, Kimberlin sued five of us in Maryland state court, then in October 2013, filed a federal lawsuit against about two dozen defendants.  These lawsuits are newsworthy in their own right, and therefore generated more attention to Kimberlin, none of it good for him.

So now Kimberlin has lost his state case and, based on what I’ve seen of the filings in the federal lawsuit, the judge is just waiting for the case to become “ripe” (as the lawyers say) before dismissing that hopeless mess of a pro se bungle. When that is done, Kimberlin will be 0-for-2 and the smart thing for him to do, as hunters say down home, would be to “call in the dogs and piss on the fire.”

Is he that smart? I don’t know. One of my posts that seemed to piss him off the worst was where I called him “evil,” describing Kimberlin’s sadistic appetite for vengeance. That’s a judgment based on studying and researching the guy, and I think anyone else would reach the same conclusion about him. Kimberlin cannot stand the sense of shame and humiliation he associates with failure. He obviously has a strong sense of self-righteousness, and seems to feel that he is so special that he should never fail at anything. (I blame this tendency on his mother, who obviously spoiled Brett as a child.) Therefore, when Brett does fail, he seems to fixate on “enemies” as the scapegoats for his failures, and seeks to avenge himself by attempting to destroy them. Or so I’ve deduced from observation.

Why not just let it go? Weigel captures a glimpse from the trial:

Once the proceedings had begun, it became very clear, very quickly, why Kimberlin was better off in court than in the wilds of the Internet. In a courtroom, he could control what was known about his past, and what a jury was allowed to consider. He could, theoretically, present himself as a model citizen who made a mistake while obscuring what the mistakes been.
But Kimberlin overreached early and often. The “pedophile” trolling from the blogosphere was based on a few distinct stories. One: Mark Singer’s book had made Kimberlin’s interest in one young girl look downright creepy. Two: A post-prison Kimberlin had written songs about sex with teenage girls, explaining to a reporter that “every guy who’s seen a good-looking teenage girl has thought about it.” Three: In 2013, as the blog war raged, Kimberlin’s wife filed charges against him, alleging that her husband had sex with her, before marriage, when she was 15 years old, and attempted to have sex with her 12-year old cousin.
In court, Kimberlin was both outraged at the “pedophile” claims and slippery about whether they were defamatory.
“Were you ever arrested for a sexual child abuse charge?” asked the judge at one point. “Did they say you were arrested for that?”
“They say I am a pedophile,” said Kimberlin.
“If you’re charged, it’s an arrest. Is that what they say?”
They had not said that. Kimberlin paused before repeating himself. “They say I am a pedophile.”
“My question is, do they say you were charged with being a pedophile? It’s not a hard question.”
“It kind of is,” said Kimberlin.
“If they say you are something you are not, that’s one thing,” said the judge. “If they say you were arrested, that’s another thing.”

You see that it was Kimberlin himself who turned this into the “Brett Kimberlin Pedophile Trial” — and he lost. Oops.

Read the whole thing at the Daily Beast.


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Feminists Courageously Defending Their Right to Another Red Solo Cup

Posted on | August 30, 2014 | 49 Comments

Having long ago noted the connection between (a) college girls getting drunk and (b) college girls getting raped, I knew that the “campus rape epidemic” hysteria would ultimately compel feminists to defend the right of underage girls to get completely blitzed:

The former president of George Washington University had some practical advice for college women dealing with aggressive men at campus parties, speaking Tuesday on the public radio program The Diane Rehm Show.
It boils down to “don’t get sh*t-faced.” And it’s getting him a lot of sh*t from feminists, according to The GW Hatchet.
Stephen Trachtenberg’s Cro-Magnon remarks?

“Without making the victims responsible for what happens, one of the groups that have to be trained not to drink in excess are women. They need to be in a position to punch the guys in the nose if they misbehave,” Trachtenberg said on the show. “And so part of the problem is you have men who take advantage of women who drink too much and there are women who drink too much. And we need to educate our daughters and our children in that regard.”

Feminist blog Jezebel‘s Erin Gloria Ryan, who can apparently get sloshed without losing her judgment in any way, calls Trachtenberg’s advice “jaw-droppingly stupid” and sarcastically calls it “a failproof solution” and “real fresh thinking.”

Stephen Trachtenberg’s liberal credentials are impeccable, but then again, the same was true of Lawrence Summers before feminists chased him out of Harvard University for daring to suggest there are “innate” differences between men and women.

The Orwellian Nightmare of university life in the 21st century has re-defined everything to conform to radical feminist doctrine. Students arriving at college ought to be greeted by signs warning them that the Bill of Rights does not apply on campus. It is against the law for an 18-year-old to possess or consume alcohol. Yet if a freshman girl gets illegally drunk at a party, where she meets a freshman boy who is also illegally drunk, and if they proceed to do together what drunk college freshmen have been doing since time immemorial, only the male can be held responsible for this activity. (The penis is synonymous with sexual power, according to feminist theory.) Thus, if the drunken activity is unsatisfactory to the female participant — or if her memories of it are too vague for her to remember whether she enjoyed it, or if the guy isn’t as nice in the morning as he seemed the night before when she was guzzling vodka and grinding with him in the dimly lit frat-house cellar – she will accuse him of rape, and he must be presumed guilty.

“Empowerment” for women thus means utter irresponsibility, and anyone who disagrees is a misogynist defending “rape culture,” according to feminists, who consider common sense an oppressive social construct of the heteronormative patriarchy.

I can only imagine how a 19-year-old woman who’s being handed Red Solo cups of unknown composition — in a crowded, loud and sweltering frat house that may be (intentionally or negligently) low on food to slow alcohol absorption — is going to fare by the end of the night.

Feminism requires victims. Don’t become one.


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Thank You, Professor Kitzinger!

Posted on | August 30, 2014 | 17 Comments

“[R]adical feminism offers a theory central to which is an analysis of lesbianism and heterosexuality as political institutions and a rejection of personalized interpretations. . . .
“Central to radical feminism is the belief that the patriarchy (not capitalism or sex roles or socialization or individual sexist men) is the root of all forms of oppression; that all men benefit from and maintain it and are, therefore, our political enemies. Within this framework, heterosexuality, far from existing as a ‘natural state,’ ‘personal choice’ or ‘sexual orientation,’ is described as a socially constructed and institutionalized structure which is instrumental in the perpetuation of male supremacy. . . .
“Radical feminism thus contradicts each of the tenets of liberal humanistic theorizing about lesbianism. . . .
“The major impact of the radical feminist approach to lesbianism is in reasserting the political implications of lesbianism and replacing the so-called ‘personal’ back into the realm of the public and political.”

Celia Kitzinger, The Social Construction of Lesbianism (1987)

Here we have a bold and clear statement as to the meaning of the term “radical feminism,” which sets the term in distinction to “liberal humanistic theorizing,” and I am profoundly grateful for Professor Kitzinger’s candor. Ever since I began analyzing radical feminist theory in January, I’ve had to deal with the usual aspersions that feminists hurl toward any critic (especially any male critic) who points out the ultimate significance of the famed feminist phrase, “The personal is political.”

A male critic of feminism who notes the movement’s implacable hostility to men is accused of being ignorant of real feminism and, if he comments on the association between feminism and lesbianism, he is condemned as a homophobe, allegedly expressing irrational fear and insecurity. Yet I am neither ignorant, fearful nor insecure, and am merely stating the fact that feminism means exactly what Professor Kitzinger says it means. If all feminists were as intellectually consistent as Professor Kitzinger, at least critics like myself wouldn’t have to deal with the pervasive dishonesty and self-contradicting claims of soi-disant “feminists” who think their philosophy is compatible with heterosexuality.

Feminism is fixated on equality between the sexes, and views systematic domination by males as a group (i.e., patriarchy) as the source of an inequality that is oppressive to women as a group. That is to say, the difficulties experienced by individual women are not really personal, nor can blame for such difficulties be limited to any individual man. Rather, each woman’s difficulties result from her membership in the collective group “women,” which exposes her to oppression by the collective group “men.” If a woman is raped, therefore, it is not sufficient from a feminist perspective that the criminal perpetrator be apprehended and punished; rather, this crime is viewed by feminists as essentially political, intrinsic to the male-dominated patriarchal system, from which all men benefit and for which all men are responsible.

“The radical feminist argument is that men have forced women into heteorsexuality in order to exploit them, and that lesbians, in rejecting male definitions of sexuality, are undermining the patriarchy. . . .
“Lesbianism is . . . fundamentally a challenge to patriarchal definitions of women.”

Celia Kitzinger, The Social Construction of Lesbianism (1987)

This collectivist, systematic concept (female oppression under patriarchy) is what “feminism” means as a political philosophy. This is what is expressed in talk of “rape culture.” This is what the slogan “Yes All Women” is about. This is why lesbian feminists who have never had sex with men (and with whom it is unlikely any man would ever want to have sex) nevertheless adamantly support abortion and contraception as fundamental “women’s rights.” If the personal is political, if women are viewed as a collective group, and if all males are part of the oppressive patriarchy, then lesbians have a political voice in how heterosexual women live their lives. Indeed, feminist theory implies, lesbians have a greater stake in a heterosexual woman’s life than does her own husband.

Such is the implicit logic of feminism, at any rate, yet most people (male or female) who accept the “feminist” label have not followed the premises of this collectivist/egalitarian worldview to their logical conclusion. Most people who accept the feminist label think it’s just about “fairness,” a feminism defined mainly by women’s advancement in education and professional careers. However, this “liberal humanistic” perspective is ultimately illogical, if the fundamental premises of feminist ideology are actually true.

Nor is “liberal humanistic” feminism what is generally taught today in university Women’s Studies programs. In the past 20 years, radicals have increasingly come to dominate Women’s Studies, so that when Carmen Rios describes how she became a “raging lesbian feminist” in the Women Studies program at American University, nobody really thinks of this as unusual. Nor is anyone really surprised to learn that Feminist Frontiers, the most commonly assigned anthology of feminist literature, a basic textbook for introductory Women’s Studies classes, is edited by three radical lesbians. This is simply what “feminism” signifies within academia in the 21st century, and this feminism — so clearly described by Celia Kitzinger in 1987 — does not seek toleration and compromise. When radical feminists say they want to “smash patriarchy,” what do you think they mean? And what do you think that means for the future?

“Men are the enemy. Heterosexual women are collaborators with the enemy. . . . Every women who lives with or f–ks a man helps to maintain the oppression of her sisters and hinders our struggle.”
Leeds Revolutionary Feminist Group, “Political Lesbianism: The Case Against Heterosexuality,” 1981

You tell ‘em, sisters! This is not something I agree with, of course. I do not think of myself as an enemy of women, nor do I think my wife is helping “maintain the oppression of her sisters.” But if feminism’s basic ideology is true — if all women (collectively) are oppressed by all men (collectively) — then the radical lesbians are right, and at least one can respect their honesty in stating it clearly. If  feminism is true, then the woman who denounces heterosexuality as an “institutionalized structure which is instrumental in the perpetuation of male supremacy” deserves credit for having the courage to challenge “male supremacy” directly.

Ah, but feminism is not true — these women are hopelessly deranged, and the patriarchy that Professor Kitzinger describes as “the root of all forms of oppression” is a sort of paranoid delusion. Not only do heterosexual women laugh at this madness, but even most lesbians don’t buy into this political “struggle” against “male supremacy.” When its principles are stated explicitly, feminism is recognized as a joke, which is exactly why most feminists are so tangled up in contradictions, unable to state their feminist politics as meaning much more than (a) legal abortion and (b) vote Democrat!

That kind of dumbed-down “feminism” might be helpful in electing Democrats, but it’s never really going to change women’s lives, certainly not for the better. (If you want to know what kind of change you get by voting Democrat, take a look at Detroit.) This kind of “feminism” — Jessica Valenti’s kind of feminism — is little more than a vehicle for the careers of female journalists who want to get paid to complain about men. Women who buy into this peevish petulance and call it “feminism” are too dumb to see through the scam.

What’s weird is that radical feminists, despite their delusions, occasionally find some actual truth. Say what you will about Cathy Brennan, at least she knows that someone with XY chromosomes and a penis can’t become a “woman” by putting on a dress and a wig. And say anything you want about Julie Bindel, but she had the guts to tell the truth about the Pakistani rape gangs in England.

Not for a minute do I accede to the claims of such radical lesbians that my four sons and I, as men, are the “political enemies” of my wife and two daughters, as women. Are we the patriarchy? Is my daughter being oppressed by my son-in-law? Sane normal people don’t think in such terms, but feminists are neither sane nor normal.

We must therefore be grateful when insane abnormal women like Professor Celia Kitzinger state their beliefs honestly. It’s the truthless hired liars like Jessica Valenti who do real harm, telling foolish women that feminism is compatible with heterosexuality.


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