On March 8th, I thought I’d feel empowered, inspired and reinvigorated about the fight for women’s rights. As most of you know, things haven’t been going so well these days. When I heard the day coincided with Fat Tuesday AND Pancake Day, I almost took the day off work to sit around topless at home and eat vagina shaped pancakes (I didn’t, and I still regret it) But the more media coverage I consumed about International Women’s Day, the more upset I felt. It started with Margaret Wente (I have now formally imposed a personal ban on reading any article/newspaper that publishes her work) and didn’t end there. As I began my daily venture into the world of social media, my spirits only took a downward slide.
The main thing that got my goat was that the number 1 thing I saw shared online in celebration of International Women’s Day, by all kinds of feminists I know and love, was a video of Daniel Craig as James Bond dressed in drag. By last count, over 44,700 people shared the video on Facebook, including a dozen of my friends.
I’m not going to lie; when I first saw it posted on the Daily What, I was intrigued. Using an enormously popular literary/movie character franchise to call attention to inequality? Interesting. I got a kick out of Judi Dench pointing out that Bond never gets slut-shamed, but any woman who slept with half of the people Bond has would. But after re-watching it, I felt… uncomfortable. And I was not alone.