The women’s Equality Party
Came skipping to Mumsnet one day
Politically, not very smarty
Expecting the ladies to play
Do these politicking people not know us?
Have they never encountered our like?
Do they think they can canvass our votes and
Not leave with their heads on a spike?
“Tell me your issues!” trilled Sophie
“We’re all about women, you see!
Our policies should win a trophy
I’m sure you will all vote for WE!”
How lovely said Mumsnet, but tell us
As women we’d just like to know
The way that you want to define us
Dictates how this webchat will go
“I see.” said our heroine “let’s see;
It’s nothing to do with your birth
Becoming a woman is messy
And different across the whole earth”
Erm replied Mumsnet, just hang on
We cannot get equality
As long as you don’t hear us bang on
It’s all about biology
It’s nothing to do with ‘becoming’
It’s not about identity
Our bodies have different plumbing
And not just the way that we wee
We bleed, and we birth and we breastfeed
We’re cut and we’re raped and oppressed
Abducted, enslaved and molested
And not because how we are dressed
Nothing to do with identity
Not because of ladybrain
When we are denied our autonomy
Our wombs are the public domain
Employers when they interview us
Ask “Is your family complete?”
They’re finding a way to then screw us
Offended that we dare compete
Jobs for the boys means biology
Votes for the boys meant just men
Changing the damn terminology
Still means it’s all about them
“Woman is anyone says so”
Bollocking tautology
And meanwhile the actual women
Are still fucked by biology
Don’t tell me my gender identity
Is the essence of what makes me ‘she’
That I share this with Johnny-come-lately
That we’re really the same, can’t I see?
My sex is what everyone notices
My sex is what used against me
My sex, and the women who share it
Are the ones who need equality
So Sophie, I hope that you heard us
For gender is purely fictitious
Sexism’s live and still kicking
Increasingly vile and pernicious
A party to fight for our sex
Now that would be something ambitious
But now what the fuck do we call it?
Since fighting for women is “vicious”?
I’m thinking of starting a party
To fight for the women like me
Who are angry, and cheated, and silenced
Who really just want to be free
Free from the shitstorm of gender
Free from denials of facts
Free from appeasing the bullies
Free from unworkable pacts
Free to say “This has defined me”
Free to say “You’re not the same”
Free to convene with my sisters
Free to reclaim my own name
Women means women means women
The people the world treats like scum
You’re born and you live and you die one
It isn’t a thing you become
It’s not that I’m lacking compassion
For the trans folk who have their own fights
I see that they have their own struggle
I support that they need their own rights
My needs and my life and my fight is not theirs
But they need me to say we’re the same
I need to define that I’m different from men
And it’s nothing to do with my brain
And so we have reached an impasse for today
I’ll leave you with this small footnote
The party that lets me define my own needs
Is the one who’ll be getting my vote.