i get most of my book recommendations from tik toks
then i simply open my libby app to see if the book is available in audio format
if it is, i add it to my library or put a hold on it
this way, i rarely know more than the book’s title and author
and i like it that way
going into it blind
that way it’s always a surprise
i cannot seem to tolerate spoilers
right now i have about 5-6 audiobooks on hold, waiting to be experienced
a few i have already begun, though i typically like to read one at a time
at the atlanta airport two days ago i noticed one of my holds is about to elapse
there were 15 people waiting on this book
which means it is in high demand and i’d likely have to rejoin a long queue
for this reason, i decided no bad parts and the parable of the sewer can wait a little longer
on my first of three flights i started i who have never known men
and i finished it before landing in marrakesh, like 20 hours later
i knew nothing of this book when i started it
i gathered from the title that it must have something to do with feminism
many of the books recommended to me do
but it was much different than what i initially thought
*spoilers if you plan to read this book
nothing was clean cut
the men were her captors and punishers
but the men were also sort of controlled
and then you later find out that some men were prisoners as well
i guess this is to show men, too, can be victims under patriarchy
something i didn’t realize until the book’s end is that i was always on edge for the unnamed protagonist
i was always wanting her to look over her shoulder
i anticipated danger on every page
someone would show up
someone would take her
someone would rape her
someone would steal from her
someone would recapture her
but it wasn’t someone
it was some man, or men
because she had already lived with women
and why would any of them harm her
it actually sounds kind of silly
the women lived in community
they each contributed in their own way
the able bodied would fetch things and construct living quarters
others would cook
others would gather
others would heal
and so forth
because women live in circles
the matriarchy is a circle
horizontal relationships, not linear
nobody is at the top, because there is no top
i think i’ve written about this before
but when i was in colombia earlier this year, i joined a group of mostly strangers for a birthday celebration
eight women and two children from several different countries and with various mother tongues all came together to celebrate one
some arrived early, some were late, nobody minded the time
when we walked to the beach some walked fast, others slow
each woman brought her own food to share
something delicious, and homemade
(except for me, who brought store bought cookies and crisps)
we naturally sat in a circle, so everyone was seen
we took turns speaking
we laughed and shared crafts
no one spoke over another
no one mocked or belittled
no one made others feel small in order to feel big
everyone just existed as they are
we laughed
and ate
and told stories
and sang
and took care of the children
who were so free, by the way
to just play and be silly and explore
they had all they needed, and when they required help it was given to them by any of the women
we all looked out
everyone was considered
everyone was cared for
no matter your race, religion, body shape, language, marital status or anything
it was such a beautiful day
and i only sort of knew the birthday girl
everyone else was a complete stranger
and i was treated all the same
this, for me, painted a beautiful portrait of how a matriarchy would look
it is a little sad how difficult it is to even fathom such a reality
but now that i’ve seen it, i cannot unsee it
i know it can exist
but the patriarchy has been our operating system for so long
it runs deep
it bleeds into how we dress
how we speak (read the book Wordslut !)
how we emote
how we perceive and value men, women, and nonbinary people
and every other aspect of life (not an exaggeration, it’s all connected)
and sadly, changing our verbiage from “hey guys” to “hey y’all” won’t solve the underlying problem
i mean yes, treating symptoms certainly offers relief
but it doesn’t cure the core issue
and to do that
to dismantle the patriarchy altogther
is a giant feat i cannot begin comprehend
i think, like any great change, perhaps it should start small
little circles
little communities
and see how it grows from there
but just like you can’t solve problems caused by capitalism while operating under a capitalistic regime
you cannot achieve real human equality under patriarchy
because its roots are ultimately hierarchical
it demands oppression
and in reality, it will take time to achieve
because say a group of women discovered an island and decided then and there to live and operate under a matriarchy
our internalized sexism and misogyny would inevitably bleed into aspects of this new society
it might take several generations of practicing real circle-ism before ever seeing what a true matriarchy looks like
and since i doubt there are any new islands to be discovered, there really isn’t a way for us to operate 100% outside of patriarchy
just like no country can truly operate outside of capitalism while depending on trade, technological innovation, and global financial systems that operate under capitalism
it seeps into everything
i who have never known men made me think of what it would be like to have no preconceptions of men or society at all
who would we be
and how would we act
i’m writing this on my first full day in morocco
and with traveling there is always some level of anxiety and uncertainty
here, specifically, i have heard lots of stories of women being followed, cat called, and harassed
while writing this, a woman staying in the same room as me told me how she was followed again today just as she had been multiple times the day before
she was dressed modestly and has the same skin tone as the locals
yet because she was a woman, some man felt free to stalk and harass her until she made up a fake name for him to find on facebook
this is our reality every day
not always being followed
but always having to be aware of our surroundings
worrying about how we dress
worrying about how we come off
worrying who might be attracted to us or want to harm us
it never ends
i stopped for a moment to reimagine my day today with no men present
the first thing i did was let out a long exhale and relax my shoulders
i could casually stroll and take my time
i wouldn’t always be looking over my shoulder or in my periphery
i wouldn’t have to follow behind a woman to know a route was safe
i wouldn’t have to make sure every inch of my skin was covered in 100-degree heat
i wouldn’t have to constantly ignore men calling out to me
i could stroll
and shop
and engage
and eat
and enjoy my time without my heart racing
i know it isn’t all men
and if you’re a man, i want to ask you to analyze how reading this made you feel
were you defensive or angry, feeling called out or criticized
were you sad for me, the woman in my hostel and so many more
were you upset with men for behaving this way
were you in denial of our lived experiences
maybe some of each?
i say men as a generalization
if i am not describing your behavior, then i am not talking about you
and you can leave it at that
i’m sorry we have to generalize you, i don’t like women being generalized either
or even affirming the binary at all
but the reality is, if i were bitten by hundreds of dogs over the course of my life
i would fear every dog
and until i’ve been shown that a dog doesn’t bite, i will be weary around it
and not even that is an iron-clad defense
because statistically speaking, the men most likely to harm women know them
they are married to them
in relationships with them
daughters to them
and every single woman i know has more stories than she has fingers
i guess i’ve gotten a little off topic
but i’m just following the thread in my mind
thanks for unraveling it with me
if you don’t believe me or if this stirred up a lot of emotions in you, i have some great book recommendations
or if you do believe me and want to learn more, these are for you too
really, everyone should read these books
and here they are:
Invisible Women by Caroline Criado Perez
Rage Becomes Her by Soraya Chemaly
Hood Feminism by Mikki Kendall
All in Her Head by Elizabeth Comen
Wordslut by Amanda Montell
A Room of One’s own by Virginia Woolf
Loud by Drew Afualo