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ejtyman 's review for:
How To Be a Woman
by Caitlin Moran
I had high hopes for this book and I was looking forward to reading it. However, it just didn't do it for me. There wasn't any great revelations about feminism. Maybe from having read a lot of feminist discourse I was expecting too much from it, but there are so many other issues Moran could have discussed in her book! While I enjoyed her personal anecdotes and reading about how she came to be a feminist, the issues she decided to discuss are not really of any importance. Deciding what to name your vagina? You can call it whatever you want! Not something to be discussed in detail.
My favorite section of this book (and really the only part of the book I actually liked) was the chapter on abortion. She hit the nail on the head with talking about how there is no such thing as a "good" abortion or a "bad" one, if a woman wants an abortion it should be as simple as that.
What really didn't do it for me was the casual use of the "r" word early on in the book and the use of the word "tranny" later on. Really, Moran? This is supposed to be a feminist text.
This whole book was a cross of sorts between a memoir and a discussion of woman's issues. But at the same time, it was neither. Moran rambled on way too much for my taste, her point being lost in the confusion. The only reason I stuck with this book until the end was because I wanted to get to the abortion chapter (and I was hoping it would get better later in the book). Not a feminist text I would recommend to anyone. If you want to read about feminism I know of many other texts that are actually geared towards feminist issues.
My favorite section of this book (and really the only part of the book I actually liked) was the chapter on abortion. She hit the nail on the head with talking about how there is no such thing as a "good" abortion or a "bad" one, if a woman wants an abortion it should be as simple as that.
What really didn't do it for me was the casual use of the "r" word early on in the book and the use of the word "tranny" later on. Really, Moran? This is supposed to be a feminist text.
This whole book was a cross of sorts between a memoir and a discussion of woman's issues. But at the same time, it was neither. Moran rambled on way too much for my taste, her point being lost in the confusion. The only reason I stuck with this book until the end was because I wanted to get to the abortion chapter (and I was hoping it would get better later in the book). Not a feminist text I would recommend to anyone. If you want to read about feminism I know of many other texts that are actually geared towards feminist issues.