My nan (born in the 20s) was such a champion of women, she loved Tina Turner which is a brilliant common theme on this thread! She loved Shirley Bassey, Moira Stewart, Diana Dors, Celine Dion, any woman who was bossing it publicly my nan would be saying “isn’t she marvellous” or “that’s a very strong woman there” she took no shit from anyone and was her own woman even when it was still deeply unfashionable. She was always cheerleading any woman doing anything, even a neighbour or someone in a shop would get a blast of generous compliments and encouragement. She meant it, too, and never bitched behind anyone’s back.
Somehow, some way, my born late 50s mum is a misogynistic pick-me! She has never EVER complimented me, the only thing good she has to say about any other woman, ever, is if she’s thin. Even then, she can’t ’love herself’ or ‘flaunt it’ in any way. Jabs are no good, that’s cheating, you have to have starved yourself and been miserable for years to achieve acceptable thinness.
A woman having any job that’s not a nurse or secretary is a weirdo ball breaker that no man will go near, and quite rightly! Nothing I’ve ever done will be as good as a woman who bags a rich husband that doesn’t beat them up. Not getting beaten up regularly means you’re really lucky! A little bit of beating up is fine, as men are naturally violent as they are born/made to lead and protect women….so naturally sometimes it spills over. Weirdly she obsesses over and sucks up to all her boyfriends, but also picks at them, bullies and controls them. How they accept this odd balance is beyond me. My nan was so cool and progressive, I don’t know what made my mum malfunction, but I’m a staunch feminist and am teaching my kids the same. I don’t know, maybe pick-mes come through recessive genes and I’ll have a great granddaughter one day who scurries around after a man, and calls successful women fat slags. Please no!!