I am who I am because of millions of women who have gone before me. It’s taken a long time but I am comfortable, emphatically comfortable and happy to be a woman. I’m a certain type of woman as well. I’m a historian, or at least part of me is, Ican’t help but look back on the hundreds of women and say yes, without Hildegarde of Bergen I wouldn’t be here, without Simone De Beauvoir I wouldn’t be here.
More importantly today, without Bettie Page I wouldn’t be here. Not on this internet, not with my past, not having been comfortable in my very open sexuality, in my very open submissive streak or hell even my lesbian tendancies.
A woman who most feminists will probably tell you set womens rights back years died today. A woman who was the forerunner of the sexual revolution, who brought d/s into the mainstream and who was never ashamed of her sexuality, died today.
We women who speak with our bodies are standing up for equality of the sexes, equality of the senses and one of… I can’t help it…one of us there is a kinship but I cannot hope to explain it… one of us left the planet today.
Perhaps it is too arrogant to claim kinship. Far better to say a woman I admired died, but that isn’t what I feel, isn’t what I feel I mean.