In honor of women’s history month, I think it’s an appropriate time to talk about sexism.
It’s been a problem for a long time in America, but now, in 2010, it’s really starting to get out of control.
Women are being shown too much favoritism, and it needs to stop.
I figured that society had finally moved beyond this kind of discrimination, that we had realized that all men are created equal and deserve the same rights and respect as women.
I was wrong.
I can’t think of a more extreme example of this kind of discrimination than John Carroll University.
If you look at the leaders of the major student organizations on campus, you’ll notice that they’re all women. Other than the wrestling team, which doesn’t have any females on it, the system has been rigged to promote female empowerment.
Student Union president? Woman. CLC chairperson? Woman. Hip Hop Dance Club president? Woman. President of Kappa Alpha Theta? Woman. Carroll News editor in chief? Little woman.
I think you get the point.
This is the kind of thing that makes me wish the 19th Amendment had never been passed. It’s time for equality to make a return.
Where’s the affirmative action policy? There’s no way we’ve reached our quota for male leaders at this university. You can’t tell me that just because the Rev. Robert Niehoff S.J. is a man and he’s the president of the University that it balances out, because it doesn’t.
All priests have to be men, stop being ignorant of Catholic dogma.
And then there’s arguably the most controversial issue of all: maternity leave.
So you’re pregnant and need to take care of a baby, big deal. Why are women shown that kind of preferential treatment? Why don’t all companies offer paternity leave? Men are the ones who have to put up with their pregnant, hormonal women. I think those courageous heroes deserve some time to recover as well.
I dream of a day where men can freely post photo albums on Facebook of a “dudes’ night out” where there are six consecutive photos featuring attempts at the same pose.
An album that has pictures from every stop of the night, from lunch at Chipotle to the first can of Natty Light to the last shot at City & East to the night-ending meal at Jimmy John’s. And, of course, the title of the album will be some line from an overplayed rap song that was heard that night.
That’s the “land of the free and the home of the brave” that I envision.
After making such a poignant case for male equality, it would be ignorant of me to just expect the situation to fix itself without a real movement behind it. So I ask you, the reader, to join me in standing up for what’s right and bringing this discrimination to an end.
It was my job to bring this problem to your attention, but it’s your responsibility to take action and find a solution.
Sexism, much like forest fires, can only be prevented by you.