Gender Equality.
What a farce.
Whoever said that women were equals obviously doesn’t have a vagina. I just read the piece at www.copyblogger.com about James Chartrand finally outing himself as a woman.
That’s right, a woman. The blogger you have come to know and respect as Men With Pens has had to use a pseudonym.
I am livid.
Livid that this woman could not make a living as a female. But using a male pseudonym could get herself from the grips of the welfare system to where she was earning a decent living and able to purchase a small home and do outrageous things, like feed her children and clothe them.
James Chartrand had a good education and good skills, but as a woman, she hit a plateau. She wrote the same things, using the same voice, using the same skills, but as a man? She became “certifiable”.
“There was no haggling. There were compliments, there was respect. Clients hired me quickly, and when they received their work, they liked it just as quickly. There were fewer requests for revisions — often none at all.”
Needless to say, her pay rate increased exponentially.
“Taking a man’s name opened up a new world. It helped me earn double and triple the income of my true name, with the same work and service.
No hassles. Higher acceptance. And gratifying respect for my talents and round-the-clock work ethic.
Business opportunities fell into my lap. People asked for my advice, and they thanked me for it, too.”
Really? Really.
I want to scream at these Corporate Suits who have no fucking clue. No, screaming isn’t good enough, I want to staple their heads to their desks and invite every woman who has been discriminated against to come in there and all start talking simultaneously. So, the only thing they hear for the rest of their lives in the unintelligible babble that they feel is all we are capable of producing.
Am I just talking about men? Hell no. The vast majority of women in the corporate world have a chip on their shoulders and they are not going to let another woman look better than them by a long shot. Why? Because that woman has had to dig and claw her way to the top, doing things she shouldn’t have had to do–and no, smarty pants, I am not talking about sex. But, she has to had to take less pay for better work. Less respect for better work. So, trust me, she is not going to let that other woman show her up.
So, where does all of this leave us?
Read the article. It leaves us exactly where we were 161 years ago when in the small town of Seneca Falls, NY the first Women’s Rights Convention was launched. I grieve for my sex, for my sisters who fought for us so valiantly at at time when we had no rights.
I grieve for the daughters being born to mothers who are still struggling to find a voice in the world, just like James Chartrand.
“Truth be told, if just a name and perception of gender creates such different levels of respect and income for a person, it says a lot more about the world than it does about me.”
~ James Chartrand
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