i posted once a long time ago about how irritating it is when people refer to me as "mrs john doe". i'm a person and i have a name, and guess what? ITS NOT MY HUSBANDS NAME!
so my church (read: extremely patriarchal sexism machine) sends out christmas cards every year to each family. last year i got the standard "mrs john doe" treatment. imagine my shock and horror when i saw this years card. it was addressed to "john doe" (or as we know my hubby on this blog, "vincent vega"). thats it. i didnt even get a "mrs" (much less a "demosthenes"), i was left off the card completely! WTH??
have i actually become the invisibility wielding Mutant Paladin from my last post? have they forgotten i exist? no, i suppose the obvious answer is that i, as a woman, am expected to be content to define my life by husbands life, without a job, interests, contributions, or even a name of my own.
i would say something to the person who mailed out the card, but i know i would be met with the condescending attitude that sexist men and women reserve for "radical feminists". all i want is to be recognized as human being. recognized for my existence as a separate entity from my husband. is that so much to ask? is that so "radical"?