In response to Kilpatrick's toast to the ladies:
I wish feminism was as simple as Kilpatrick writes--bra-wearing or bra-burning, virginity or free sex and the old standby, lesbians in combat shoes.
As a second-generation American woman, whose grandmother scrubbed toilets to feed her seven children, feminism means only one thing--economics. The dignity of earning a decent living in any work that fits my talents with no regard to whether I need a bra.
Feminism also means the ownership and control over my own body. It's saying no as well as saying what I want without the veil of manipulation. Feminism is choice, decision-making and creating a life I want to be in. Those choices could mean husband, children, dresses, bras or combat boots.