The standard is this: we demand that women are represented and so when the first women breach the patriarchal walls they fly the flag. In future years we celebrate these vanguards, recognise the challenges they face and applaud them as being different from their male peers. This, to me, all makes sense. But, on the odd occasion that these extraordinary women turn out to be just as fallible as their male peers, suddenly they aren't the flag-bearing heroines any more. Suddenly we change our tune and they're just the same as everyone else. No, they were never the same as eveyone else.
I do wonder if, two years ago, i'd posted about the first female major warship commander and what a wonderful achievement, you same people. taking me to task now, would have posted that, in fact, she was just the same as her male counterparts and deserved no special credit.
But... Enough of this. I despair of the 'commitee' that deems itself arbiters of what's 'feminist' and what isn't. It smacks to me of a bf I used to have whose whole life was governed by what was best in the interests of Arsenal. Close ranks, close ranks, close ranks.