Yesterday in the middle of my work day I received a text from one of my really good friends. It read as follows:
The Friedman column is fucking pissing me off. Why would I expect him not to fucking pretend that what he is writing is nothing feminism has been saying for YEARS!
I could feel the anger pulsing through my cell phone. Obviously, I had to read it immediately if not sooner. I checked up and down the bar to see the status of all my customers drinks and got to reading. The premise of the article is basically that Friedman is “pro-life” but not in the way we all talk about being pro-life, as in the opposite of pro-choice. He is pro “respect for the sanctity of life.” Friedman has seen the light. This paragraph basically says it all:
In my world, you don’t get to call yourself “pro-life” and be against common-sense gun control — like banning public access to the kind of semiautomatic assault rifle, designed for warfare, that was used recently in a Colorado theater. You don’t get to call yourself “pro-life” and want to shut down the Environmental Protection Agency, which ensures clean air and clean water, prevents childhood asthma, preserves biodiversity and combats climate change that could disrupt every life on the planet. You don’t get to call yourself “pro-life” and oppose programs like Head Start that provide basic education, health and nutrition for the most disadvantaged children. You can call yourself a “pro-conception-to-birth, indifferent-to-life conservative.” I will never refer to someone who pickets Planned Parenthood but lobbies against common-sense gun laws as “pro-life.”
Friedman makes a good point. Read the article. But the thing is, just like what my friend said to me in her enraged text, he is making the point feminism, the point women have been making for years. Being in support of a woman’s right to choose is not only an end, but it is a means to other ends. Allowing women to choose is part of a bigger conversation about quality of life, about freedoms, about capabilities, about possibilities, about empowerment. In the mainstream acceptance of the terms “pro-life” (or “anti-choice” as many of my ilk refer to it) and “pro-choice” I think of the former as an exclusionary opinion and the latter as inclusionary. Pro-choice people are not requiring women to terminate a pregnancy. Some of us might not even be comfortable with the idea of abortion for ourselves. I think all of us would love it if there didn’t have to be any abortions at all. There is room in the pro-choice movement for everyone to do exactly with their bodies as they think is appropriate for themselves and their lives, be that terminate a pregnancy or carry a pregnancy through to term. Pro-life takes that choice away, that legal and safe choice, and makes the decision for someone. Either carry the fetus to term or endure a possibly life-threatening, illegal, unregulated procedure. There is not room in that school of thought for everyone. There is not room for me.
I guess this is a topic that I have been having a hard time with. While I want to include men in the conversation about women’s rights and bodies, while I want more male allies, I don’t want men dictating the parameters of a conversation that women have been having for decades. Let us spearhead this one, guys. Listen to us. Talk to us. Take us seriously. This is an important issue all the time and not only when you decide to give it a minute of your time. This has been mattering to us for-fucking-ever, and not just every four years. We’ve been talking about it. We’ve been educating one another. Where have you been, Friedman?
But I’ve gotten off topic. Friedman’s point is an important one for sure. But as a woman, it is incredibly, incredibly frustrating and angering to see that a point that feminists have been making for years and years does not get mainstream space until it is said by a right-leaning white man acting like he came up with it all on his own. I’ve seen my friends sharing the link to the article on Facebook and, though I’m glad the point is making its rounds in the interwebs, I am frustrated that as women we have become so accustomed to our opinions being ignored and then, years later, being co-opted and taken seriously only through the medium of a male voice that we don’t even notice it any more. It’s part of life. It’s like, “wow! Friedman! What a great and original idea!” without the follow through of “wait, didn’t I talk to my mom about this very same idea when I first started learning about abortion clinic bombings and assassinations of abortion providers? Hasn’t this term ‘pro-life’ always seemed somewhat misleading?” It’s like that old saying, “if a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?” Only I’m gonna change it. “If an opinion is voiced by a woman and no one talks about it, did that opinion ever actually get shared?”
And to my friend who sent me the text in the first place, I am thankful for you. You help keep me sane.