I wrote another poem because of this Brighton and Hove thing, but a poster suggested it was rather too lengthy (it was) and not likely to be taken seriously (quite so) so I left it to languish in chat and let the thread die. Fair point, well made.
And then I read Victoria Wood had died
. She had such a talent for irreverent poetry. And she wrote from a woman's perspective, and she cared about women's issues. She was a feminist, and I have no idea whether she considered herself a radical one but it was obvious that she cared.
"The first day I met my producer, she said, “I’m a radical feminist lesbian.” I thought what would the Queen Mum do? So I just smiled and said, “We shall have fog by tea-time.”
– Victoria Wood
I don't care if my attempts at poetry are silly and pointless, and I'm aware my efforts are paltry, compared to her comic genius, but it doesn't matter. She had her way of doing her bit for women. This is my way of doing my bit. So I'm dedicating this one to the inimitable Victoria Wood and her unforgettable talent. This one's for you, Victoria. You're going to be sadly missed.
Sugar and spice and everything nice
That’s what little girls are made of
Slugs and snails and puppy dogs’ tails
That’s what little boys are made of
How retro! How daft!
How liberals laughed!
The way that society thought then.
As if we’d support
Such retrograde thought
Distinguishing women and men
We’ve come a long way
I’m delighted to say
We’re much more enlightened these days
So if you’re confused
And would be disabused
Allow me to please paraphrase
What are little girls made of?
What are little girls made of?
Why, feelings, and pink
and feminine think
That’s what little girls are made of
And oh, by the way
I’d just like to say that
The stuff that will make you a girl
This scientist said
It’s all in the head
And a little bit how well you twirl
What are little boys made of?
What are little boys made of?
Why, football and minions
And manly opinions
That’s what little boys are made of
So boys must like this
And girls are like that
So please keep that straight in your head
Don’t meet the objective?
Then you are defective
You’d better change gender instead
But in case you have heard
That this stance is absurd
A recycled stereotype
Well, please do ignore
Such a terrible bore
They’ve not yet signed up to the hype
For everyone knows
That Brighton and Hove
Say 4 year olds can choose a gender
Are you blue, are you pink
Do you dance, can you think
The critical questions to ponder
But to those who suggest
This is not a good test
All it shows is personalities
That this isn’t progressive
It’s even aggressive
And children should like what they please
Some people have said
Gender’s not in your head
It’s a limiting way of prescribing
The roles we must play
And the things we must say
And it’s not a great way of describing
Do you think ‘like a girl’?
Do you think ‘like a boy’?
Can we please just let children exist
Please take my suggestion
And please start to question
If “think like a girl” is sexist?
If you want true equality
Reject this mentality
View all gender labels with scepticism
It’s all been re-branded
But we’ve caught it redhanded
‘Gender’: ‘The recycled sexism’