Excuse me, but this week a man named Michael Mann (yes that’s his actual name) called me a fraud.
“So, you’re a feminist who loves The Bachelor,” he wrote for The Daily Telegraph. “Really, you’re a fraud.”
“There’s no female solidarity to be found in The Bachelor,” he argues. “Check your membership to the sisterhood at the red carpet, this is a catfight all the way. And when we watch it, we’re complicit.”
Firstly, I missed the part where female solidarity and feminism became synonymous. I’ve never read a piece of feminist literature that insists every person with a vagina sits in a circle, giving each other compliments and bonding over their chromosomal makeup. I can attest to the fact that some women absolutely suck, but that knowledge doesn’t make me any less of a feminist.
LISTEN: Is there a feminist argument for watching The Bachelor? You bet. Post continues below.
My argument for why you can be a feminist and still watch The Bachelor has precisely nothing to do with ‘choice’. I’m sick of the often cited and rarely interrogated feminist slogan “feminism is just about choice”. No, it’s not. Not every choice is a feminist choice, and reducing feminism to ‘A WOMAN CAN DO WHATEVER SHE WANTS’ is as lazy as it is flawed.
Last I checked, feminism is about politics. It’s about widespread social and economic change. It’s about women believing they are equal to men, and currently, it would appear, we are not.
Within that definition, I fail to see the fine print about what we are and are not allowed to watch at 7:30pm on a Wednesday night.
I can watch The Bachelor and still be a feminist, because you, Michael Mann, can watch a fight between Floyd Mayweather versus Conor McGregor and not be charged with assault.