She started as a cocky little know-it-all in Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone when she was only a nipper, and is soon to be portraying one of the most iconic Disney Princess, like, ever.
Most recently however, she has used her voice as one of the most well known actresses on the planet as a dedicated crusader for feminism and equal rights. But the research she has done, the speeches she’s told and the differences she’s made are not what are being talked about at the moment.
No. It’s her tits.
Apparently, in 2017, a woman cannot possibly call herself a feminist and then have the temerity to get her baps out for a photoshoot in a prestigious fashion magazine.
Now, I wouldn’t label myself as a feminist necessarily – whether my beliefs would categorize me as one, I don’t know – but I absolutely agree with the “idea” that men and women are equal. Some men are shit, some women are shit, some men are amazing, some women are amazing; in my eyes there shouldn’t even be an acknowledgement of gender, race, religion, sexuality or anything else as we are all human beings – but I simply adore the men and women who do stand up and fight for equality for everybody.
However, there’s always somebody who has to put 50p in the tosser. I have read a ridiculous amount of posts recently by “feminists” who appear to believe that Emma Watson is a “hypocrite” for showing a tiny bit of boob for her recent Vanity Fair shoot.
I may be a little sparse when it comes to the full background of the history of feminism but the last time I checked, feminism was about empowering other women. See, I was under this ‘apparent’ illusion that feminism was about embracing your womanly mystique, about inspiring younger women to be knowledgeable and successful, and about doing whatever the hell you wanted to do with your own body without fear of being ridiculed or raped.
But apparently, if we do want to call ourselves a feminist, then we simply can’t do all of the above. No, no. That would be absurd.
It would be utterly ridiculous to assume that you could be an intelligent woman and be beautiful. It would be laughable to assume that you could be successful in a respectable career and wear a bit of a slinky outfit. It would be completely nonsensical to assume that a woman could be empowering and influential, yet still flaunt a fraction of under-boob for a minimalistic and tasteful fashion shoot.
Honestly, have we gone bat-shit bonkers?
Are we really still so terrified of female nudity that we have to find any excuse to slander any woman who has the audacity to embrace the fact that she was born with breasts? Is it that these women intimidate us, and so in order to feel less inferior we have to degrade them to little more than a product for the wank bank?
Or maybe we just hate the fact if we do eventually concede to equality, then we’d have nothing to bitch about.
So sure, let’s slag off the woman who has dedicated years of her career to give herself an influential voice for women all over the world just because she showed some boob once.
Hell, why stop there? Why not scrap the idea of female empowerment altogether and just go back to when we were never even acknowledged as human beings?
Or better yet, we could just ignore the fact that women sometimes wear low-cut dresses, or have their photo’s taken with a few less clothes on than your every day shopping trip, or even – dare I say – talk about anything sexual in public without fear of “great offence”, and we could just love the shit out of each other.
You could tell that girl you’ve never met in the toilets of a nightclub that her make up is banging. You could tell that girl in the gym that she’s a badass. You could tell that girl at work that she’s charismatic as shit and she makes you laugh so much that you wee a little bit.
There’s enough hatred in this world at the moment to make us all give up any hope for a future with world peace and double rainbows.
Don’t incite hatred; fight it.