I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned how much I love books already. I mean, it’s the whole point of the blog, right?
But I have been finding a special love for older books on feminism. The new books are wonderful, I have loved Bad Feminist and Full Frontal Feminism. There’s just this other thing that happens when I read the older books like The Feminine Mystique and The Second Sex, and now it is part of the fun of Outrageous Acts and Everyday Rebellions. There’s something about realizing that so much of the feminine experience hasn’t changed that really gets under my skin while I can also appreciate all those things that I’ve never had to deal with because of women like these.
I know I’ve been reading it for a while and should probably have finished by now, but I am in no rush. I love reading about how there was a time, and perhaps it’s not over, when Steinem was unsure about reporting on and speaking up about women’s issues. When I read about her feminist awakening and all the little insecurities that were always there and all the little frustrations as we begin to look for a way to walk away from gendered expectations, I feel like she’s in my head. It’s comforting to know that I am not alone in the uncertainty that can come with this, but it’s ever worse to remember that she is a few generations before me and we are still struggling with these issues in many arenas.
What do you think?
Does anyone else enjoy reading old books about issues that people tell you are solved but aren’t?