Beyond these points, though, there was nothing new here and nothing as exciting as the thesis she originally laid out. Never before have women at every economic level had to work so much whether it's to be an accomplished white-collar employee or just make ends meet. Immer mehr sehnt sie sich an die idyllischen Orte ihrer Kindheit zurück: Wilde Singschwäne und Zugvögel will sie sehen, keine Tauben und Plastikeulen auf Nachbarbalkonen! We found ourselves attracted to the people we dated in large part because of their intellectual curiosity and their ambition. If you still need to be told that affordable childcare is a problem and need 2 Darn. Never before have women at every economic level had to work so much whether it's to be an accomplished white-collar employee or just make ends meet.
In The H-Spot, Filipovic argues that the main obstacle standing in-between women and happiness is a rigged system. Each chapter was too long; many read too much like history reports, not real analysis. It's not bad, but if you've read any of the recent books about feminism as applied to people's lives, it probably won't tell you anything new. In addition, while she is aware of her race and class, and religion gets a nod in the sex chapter, other issues go unmentioned--disability is barely spoken about. Janet's story is brutal and outrageous, but also ordinary in many poorer, predominantly black communities.
But that's not the book Filipovic gives us here. I do not seem interested. But it's baby feminism 101. Her research does not go much beyond the early 1990s, aside from references to the early feminist movement with women such as Mary Wollstonecraft, Elizabeth Cady Stanton, and Susan B. For women, though, pursuing happiness is a complicated endeavor, and if you head out into America and talk to women one-on-one, as Jill Filipovic has done, you'll see that happiness is indelibly shaped by the constraints of gender, the expectations of feminine sacrifice, and the myriad ways that womanhood itself differs along lines of race, class, location, and identity.
In a way this book is also about the impossibility of time management, and that hit me particularly hard as a person that doesn't think he ever has enough of it and has no spouse or kids to consume it. I agreed with just about everything Filipovic wrote about, but the writing was so dry at times that I had to really force myself to read it, sometimes counting the pages to the end of the chapters. In The H Spot: The Feminist Pursuit of Happiness, journalist Jill Filipovic dives into the history of American social norms and expectations, rooting out and revealing the many ways American culture, in the name of morality and rugged individualism coupled with healthy doses of late-capitalist consumerism undermines women at nearly every turn. Jill has a lot to say and I think she is a voice to support and listen to. Das Regime selbst verschwieg der Öffentlichkeit die brutale Realität des Kriegs. Filipovic clearly did a lot a lot, a lot of research for this book and of course it's valuable, but when The H-Spot really came alive wasn't when she was summarizing and explaining this research but instead when she was offering her own opinions—opinions backed by research, obviously, but still her own passionate thoughts and feelings. Except we except women to be highlighted, plucked, well-exercised, made up, perfumed.
Somehow, that skill did not carry over into this monograph. It's a concept that has only recently started to get play, and is still looked down upon i. The concept remains radi February 2017: Extremely relevant, extremely good. The concept remains radical for women, however, because our social, political, and cultural systems are not actually built for us; these systems were constructed knowing our labor is what allows many men to be able to pursue happiness in the first place. It wasn't academic enough to prove a point, and often was a bit too lopsided in the arguments which again, don't help prove the point. My short version opinion on the book is this: while it is fantastically written, and quite compelling overall, it is stymied a bit by its semi-clinical stance, teetering somewhere between a law review article and selective memoir. The seventh is about female body issues and food, and was another one of my favorites as a person with an unhealthy diet and a bizarre relationship with food.
Jill does devote a fair portion of the book to primary sources, interviews she had with women and couples in several different states. Also that most paralegals are female. Jill opens up about her personal life just enough to give the reader insight into how she came to her perspective on these issues. While this was informative, I felt this book referenced many better books that I have already read about feminists and the feminist pursuit. I need to start out this review with a confession. I had hoped t If you pick up The H-Spot because you remember the good old days of Feministe, prepare to be disappointed.
I am not confident enough. But then it, I don't know. The idea of making a man provide for his kids never seems to enter her mind. If you pick up The H-Spot because you remember the good old days of Feministe, prepare to be disappointed. I found it quite boring, particularly given the fact that Filipovic was quite wishywashy in her argumentation.
As well, the idea that focusing policy on pleasure and happiness rather than equality is something I have not heard as a mainstream argument. Here, she provides an outline for a feminist movement we all need and a blueprint for how policy, laws, and society can deliver on the promise of the pursuit of happiness for all. Voller Biss, Komik und stilistischer Eleganz widmet sie sich in ihren Essays dem augenblicklichen Zustand der Geschlechterverhältnisse. Mothers, grandmothers, churches, housemates, and of course, the government, are all discussed as having partial responsibility for fatherless children. There are many instances where the facts cause you to stop and think about your own position. None of the topics are mindblowing, nor are Filopovic's insights new. I've never read any feminist non-fiction before, so this was a straight-forward crash course on feminist history.