I recently went to hang out with my sister for an afternoon. During this time we got to chatting and somehow fell upon the topic of Star Wars. She’s an enthusiastic nerd about these films, so we probably got there when she mentioned her love of the female protagonist for the movie. Because she is also a very enthusiastic 3rd Wave feminist.
I said something about how I couldn’t figure out why she needed assign a gender to a protagonist to enjoy being entertained, and that I enjoyed the character and didn’t care when their genitalia looked like.
She came back with “Well, you don’t have to worry about that, because you’re a guy. You get all the protagonists you want.” To which I replied with “And all the antagonists too.”
She then went off on how she is able to enjoy SW Eps four, five and six more now because she see these films as the dudes (Luke, Han, Lando, and probably Chewbacca too) putting aside their ambitions to unite behind a woman and get her into the leadership of the rebellion (or some such business).
I then went on to monlogue with something very close to the following:
“You can’t do that. You cannot see yourself as ‘A Woman’ first. You are a individual human being first. Once you put yourself into a box of ‘I’m a woman’ or ‘I’m black’ as the first part of your internal identity, you have lost and you will never have another happy day in your life. You may get happy moments, but they will be at the expense of those who are not like you and they will be made from spite and envy.”
“The moment you let someone tell you how to think of yourself, you have lost your true identity as an individual and as a human being. And it is someone else telling you to believe that. You do not do that to your own mind. It has to be fed to you, usually by someone telling you that the opposite of you is ‘bad’.”
She then quit speaking to me for a solid five minutes and when she did speak, the subject was changed, but the glare was the same.
We will meet up again. Probably in the next few weeks. She’ll keep the SJW bottled up until she can’t any more and I’ll unleash my individualism speech again, and maybe this time the glare will be replaced with a reasonable reply.
Or maybe not. But I’ll keep giving the speech to her and everyone else who has been SJW’d until I get one.