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The essay was depressingly interesting, but not groundbreaking, as, unfortunately, I’d already been familiar with all the dreadful concepts. Nonetheless, I can see how it could be an influential read for many.
Also, gee, the voice of Chimamanda is what God would sound like (if I believed in one). Absolutely divine.
The essay was depressingly interesting, but not groundbreaking, as, unfortunately, I’d already been familiar with all the dreadful concepts. Nonetheless, I can see how it could be an influential read for many.
Also, gee, the voice of Chimamanda is what God would sound like (if I believed in one). Absolutely divine.
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Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s essay We Should All Be Feminists is often praised as a foundational text in contemporary feminist thought—and I can see why. The core arguments Adichie presents are undeniably important: the necessity of dismantling gendered expectations, the urgency of calling out systemic inequality, and the belief that feminism benefits everyone, not just women. On a basic level, I agreed with everything she put forward.
That said, I found myself wishing the essay went further. Adichie’s approach often feels cautious, as though feminism must still be softened to be palatable—particularly to men. While this may make the text more accessible to a wider audience, I couldn’t help but feel it protects men too much from the uncomfortable truths of how deeply patriarchy harms women and men alike. By sidestepping the more difficult conversations, it risks diluting the radical edge that feminism needs.
One statement also stood out to me as troubling—ignorant at best, homophobic at worst. While I don’t believe this undermines the entire work, it did leave me unsettled and a bit wary of the essay’s inclusivity.
In the end, I did enjoy reading We Should All Be Feminists. It’s clear, engaging, and easy to follow. However, it didn’t introduce me to any new ideas or perspectives I hadn’t already encountered—despite the fact that I haven’t read all that widely in feminist literature yet. For that reason, I see this less as a groundbreaking work and more as a starting point: a text that sparks the conversation but doesn’t (and maybe isn’t meant to) take it to its fullest depth.
Amazing, captivating and funny.
A book i recommend to all the young girls who aspire to change the world some day.
I ve started reading this book because the title captivated me.
Indeed we should all be feminists. Either we were men, women or else.
So many people have the wromg image if feminism. " a feminist hates men" "" a feminist is for women superiority" ." A feminist is etc ...
So many times in my life i found my self ,just like the author , explaining to peopel that i am not "that kind of feministe " because i too had the wrong idea of feminsime. I ve always had the urge to precise that " i don't hate men, i am not for some gender superiority, i don't have the urge to show my breasts every time someone said something about my body ( believe me some people out here believe that all feminists manifest naked for their rights, but somehow i enjoy their ignorance ).
Living in Algeria, a north african country, i ve grow up watching women being treated as inferiors to men, my mother would clean the house, rise us me and my brothers, and had to suffer toxic comments from so many people in our household about how "unwomen" of her to leave some dish uncooked or some spoon unclean.
i realised that it was not fair that boys would get to play out at night , go wherever they want , and do whatever they want . While us girls, were confined in the house . In Ramadan; i would watch from the balcony boys playing while i am obliged to stay at home because it is unbecoming of a girl to be out at such an hour. The day i had the courage to stay out at night, i got a beating from my mom ( no hate tho, i don't blame her , i blame society)
Also, i was rised to clean the dishes, clean the house, act like a mother to my little brother when mom is not around. While my brothers are free to do whatever they want. They are not obliged to clean the dishes , or do anything at all.
They are "rjal" ( men in our language ) .
one of my neighbors , a girl with whome i played with when i was younger, was married at the age of 17 to a men twice her age and who lived in the other side of the country. Her sister who was 15 was obliged to marry this man's cousin who was 26, and refused to "let her" carry on with her studies , and their father didn't even rise a finger to defend his blood and flesh daughters..
We live in such a toxic society that even when i raise my voice to stand up for my rights, i would be called so many names , but the one comment that made laugh was " صوتك عورة" which means that my voice should not be heard by men, it is "haram" in other words " not allowed in our religion) . I got that comment from my aunt when i was debating with my Cousin (who is a great fan of Andrew tate by the way) about our rights and how women suffered through ages.
Women were submitted to men, and the reason it is this way, it's because men lied about so many thing In Religion.
They took away our rights, and when we ask for them, they scare us with " Jahanam" (hell in Islam). They told us that if we rebel against them, we would go to hell, it is considered a sin, since They were favored by God with physical strength and intelligence.
The thing is , this fear is soo rooted in today's socity's women, that when we try to talk about their situation, they shoosh us.
After all, it's unbecoming of a women to raise her voice, to argue, or to even think.
A book i recommend to all the young girls who aspire to change the world some day.
I ve started reading this book because the title captivated me.
Indeed we should all be feminists. Either we were men, women or else.
So many people have the wromg image if feminism. " a feminist hates men" "" a feminist is for women superiority" ." A feminist is etc ...
So many times in my life i found my self ,just like the author , explaining to peopel that i am not "that kind of feministe " because i too had the wrong idea of feminsime. I ve always had the urge to precise that " i don't hate men, i am not for some gender superiority, i don't have the urge to show my breasts every time someone said something about my body ( believe me some people out here believe that all feminists manifest naked for their rights, but somehow i enjoy their ignorance ).
Living in Algeria, a north african country, i ve grow up watching women being treated as inferiors to men, my mother would clean the house, rise us me and my brothers, and had to suffer toxic comments from so many people in our household about how "unwomen" of her to leave some dish uncooked or some spoon unclean.
i realised that it was not fair that boys would get to play out at night , go wherever they want , and do whatever they want . While us girls, were confined in the house . In Ramadan; i would watch from the balcony boys playing while i am obliged to stay at home because it is unbecoming of a girl to be out at such an hour. The day i had the courage to stay out at night, i got a beating from my mom ( no hate tho, i don't blame her , i blame society)
Also, i was rised to clean the dishes, clean the house, act like a mother to my little brother when mom is not around. While my brothers are free to do whatever they want. They are not obliged to clean the dishes , or do anything at all.
They are "rjal" ( men in our language ) .
one of my neighbors , a girl with whome i played with when i was younger, was married at the age of 17 to a men twice her age and who lived in the other side of the country. Her sister who was 15 was obliged to marry this man's cousin who was 26, and refused to "let her" carry on with her studies , and their father didn't even rise a finger to defend his blood and flesh daughters..
We live in such a toxic society that even when i raise my voice to stand up for my rights, i would be called so many names , but the one comment that made laugh was " صوتك عورة" which means that my voice should not be heard by men, it is "haram" in other words " not allowed in our religion) . I got that comment from my aunt when i was debating with my Cousin (who is a great fan of Andrew tate by the way) about our rights and how women suffered through ages.
Women were submitted to men, and the reason it is this way, it's because men lied about so many thing In Religion.
They took away our rights, and when we ask for them, they scare us with " Jahanam" (hell in Islam). They told us that if we rebel against them, we would go to hell, it is considered a sin, since They were favored by God with physical strength and intelligence.
The thing is , this fear is soo rooted in today's socity's women, that when we try to talk about their situation, they shoosh us.
After all, it's unbecoming of a women to raise her voice, to argue, or to even think.
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Maybe it's unfair to judge a book (TedTalk) written in 2012 by 2022 standards, but this felt like a rather basic, un-nuanced look at feminism. I can't remember if it was revolutionary at the time it came out, but nowadays I think there are much more compelling and intersectional arguments in favor of feminism.