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As defined by urban dictionary, the friendzone is…

When you are expected to support a girl you really like while she searches for a smarter, richer, and more handsome boyfriend. There is little you can do without feeling like a dick. All in all, one of the meanest things a girl can do, whether they mean it or not.”

and ”The perennial location of nice guys everywhere.”

Although this hypothetical situation could work both ways, friendzone is almost always applied to a man who is rejected by a woman. Therefore, there is something inherently unequal, something inherently sexist about the term “friendzone”. But what and why?

From my experience, this is what friend zone is. A “nice guy” pursues a woman, but isn’t forward with his intentions from the get-go like, say, a “jerk”. The woman is pleased to see a man who is interested in her not as a sexual object but as a human being and wishes for things to stay that way. The man is not satisfied with seeing the woman as a human being because being “expected to support a girl” is a bad deal if she’s not putting out.

Before I delve into the sociological aspects of this, I just want to point out that ”friendzone” is no more pleasant for a woman than it is a man. First, that is to say unrequited love works both ways, but the person who doesn’t return affections is considered mean only when she’s a woman. And second, what option does the woman have in a traditional “friendzone” situation? Just stop talking to a close friend to avoid “leading him on”? In high school, I found out my best friend of 2 years liked me. Having to tell him I didn’t feel the same way and being immediately ex-communicated via Facebook status (“Thanks for wasting my time”) was one of the worst things that ever happened to me. Were our two years of friendship invalid because I didn’t want anything more? Was all our time together really wasted because there was no hypothetical pay off?

Guys who do this and claim to be “nice guys” are the worst misogynists because of their sense of entitlement toward a woman. They make investments in property and expect their dividends. They are fake friends. They are selfish. And they will jump at the chance to vilify you and victimize themselves when their attempts at manipulation don’t work. Clearly, “friendzone” is the remnant of a phenomenon that has plagued women since the beginning of time: women are not independent creatures. Our love lives exist only in the context of a man’s desire. When we make independent decisions, we are subject to a host of derogatory terms. “Slut” is how we vilify a woman for exercising her right to say “yes”. “Friendzone” is how we vilify a woman for exercising her right to say “no”

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“Empowerment” is more than a woman’s body

I get asked from people curious about feminism about which behaviors are considered“empowering” and which ones aren’t.

“I heard women find dressing provocatively on Halloween empowering.”

“I heard women find being submissive in bed empowering.”

“I heard women find wearing pant suits instead of skirt suits empowering.”

If only power were this arbitrary.

My first gut reaction to hearing the word “empowerment” like this is to wonder why women are seen as so helpless that they have to act out in minuscule ways to feel any source of power. Like come on, we know that women are just as apt as men at dominating in their academics, careers, talents, so on and so on. Yet it’s wearing a Wonderwoman costume with a push-up that people like to exalt as empowering. There is more to a woman than her body, her sexuality and her appearance. Why can’t we break free of this?

Additionally, statements about “empowerment” lump women into one monolithic entity. Where one woman derives a sense of empowerment, another woman might not. Empowerment is not about an arbitrary checklist of preferences; it’s about an individual’s sense of self. There has been all this debate about whether dancers/strippers are “empowered” or if they’re slaves of the patriarchy. To me, dancing as a profession is just another arbitrary preference that, in and of itself, cannot be labeled as empowering or not. It is not the job itself that is empowering or disempowering but one’s own desire or lack of desire to do it.

The bottom line is that as long as you are doing what you want, you are empowered. Not because society tells you it’s right or wrong but because you truly desire it. Empowerment does not accumulate like coins in a jar every time you perform a certain action; it is a state of being.Empowerment means neither actively abiding by nor actively breaking society’s rules. Empowerment means putting your personal preferences and dreams and ambitions above the rules. It means wresting the power to dictate your life from society and making it your own.

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I AM AN INDEPENDENT WOMAN! I think.

in·de·pen·dence   noun \ˌin-də-ˈpen-dən(t)s\

the quality or state of being independent

in·de·pen·dent   adj \ˌin-də-ˈpen-dənt\

not dependent

 (1) : not subject to control by others : self-governing 

(2) :not affiliated with a larger controlling unit 

(3) : not requiring or relying on something else : not contingent 

(4) : not looking to others for one’s opinions or for guidance in conduct 

(5) : not bound by or committed to a political party

(6) : not requiring or relying on others (as for care or livelihood) 

(7) : being enough to free one from the necessity of working for a living d : showing a desire for freedom 


Wow! if the Meriam Webster gave us all these definitions for one adjective: independence makes me wonder how do we all perceive independence, and what does it mean to us as different, independent individuals. 

Look around you, think of the different people in your life, I am sure you will clearly see that no two people have the same definition for independence. 

But really, what is independence to you?

Is independence: no longer needing your parents the same way you previously did? Is it cutting people out of your life just because you are strong or “independent” enough to do so? Is it still loving the people that love you and got you to where you are now unconditionally regardless of how strong or independent you perceive yourself to be? Is it forgetting the hand that fed you because you’re strong enough to no longer need it? Is it giving back to the hand that fed you because you owe it? Is it biting the hand that fed you because you can?

Or does it have nothing to do with your caregivers and giving things up, is it a social thing? Is it an emotional thing? Is it to do with thoughts? Is it to do with acceptance?

I know I am making it sound like it’s one or the other, but looking around, that’s what I feel is happening. I am sure everyone has had that friend (maybe even themselves) that ditches the whole clique just because s/he is now in an intimate relationship. Acting like they no longer need their friends emotionally or for moral support, even to have fun with, cause someone else is in their life.

Forget cliques, think families and marriage. Letting go of your family, a family that has cared for you since day one, just because you’re now in “Holy Matrimony”
Sometimes I look around me and really all I can say is: what the hell is going on?

Do you really not see or know the difference between a family/friend that has always been there and a family that has never? I am all for being independent (I don’t know how to define it myself, yet) supporting yourself, doing your own thing, but respect and remembering who has always been good to you – they should come with your independence.
It’s funny to think how some marriages bring broken families together, while others manage to tear the tightest apart. Sad to say but many times because of how the newlyweds perceive their independence.

What baffles me are women who are going through a rough patch with their spouse early in their marriage (with more than one child in the story) who pull out the I want to be an independent women along with the I don’t need a man card, without even trying to fix things, not realizing that the only thing that is making their separation this manageable is their family/friends. The truth is let one member say I can’t take you or your kids anymore and she will be in the gutter.

I am by no means saying that any woman should stay in an abusive relationship, but many of these are very manageable situations where they both have the potential to be good parents – together.

 

I don’t know where this is going, I just wanted to ask: How do you define independence? What is it to you?

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"I dunno. I hate the male brain. You know they have a “nothing box” where they’re able to zone out and think about nothing for hours on end. Nothing box in their heads."

— RBS

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Sometimes we’re too taken by the city and its lights, we forget the rest.

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Anonymous asked: have you ever seen a scone playing Carcassonne down by the bay? (down by the baaaaaaaaay)

That I have not seen.