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Women who seek to be equal with men lack ambition.


In respect to my feminist friends out there scattered over the globe, I thought I'd post of pair of lady-friendly comics today.

The lady above - courtesy of the Married to the Sea - reminds me of both Henry and Ezra, who despite lacking the requisite criteria for womanhood, are both fine young ladies. Yes, we've embraced renowned crackpotfeminist academic Judith Butler's notion of Gender Trouble in this house.

I particularly like Lucy's justification at the end of the strip below. There should be more of it.

As I've said before, I consider Lucy something of a personal role model. Indeed, I consider myself a great example of a strong woman.

Peanuts

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Tash said…
I absolutely know not what to say. so I'll just giggle - in a feminine sort of way.
4 April 2009 at 16:28
Kris McCracken said…
Tash, my feminine giggle leaves something to be desired.

I'm working on it though.
4 April 2009 at 16:35
tony said…
I also giggle, in a masculine but non-opressive manner........
4 April 2009 at 16:37
Kris McCracken said…
Tony, Judith would rather you say [person]ner.

She'll also accept wYmmYner.
4 April 2009 at 16:41
KL said…
I need to read those books before I can comment :-P. Where do you get all these :-D?

BTW, I've sent an invitation from facebook.

Going out, and so will comment more after coming back.
4 April 2009 at 20:59
Anonymous said…
We deal with the same issues. Only with us, it's between cats and dogs:)
5 April 2009 at 02:52
Jaime said…
cute comics. if it wouldn't hurt to laugh, i'd be cracking up right now. i HATE being sick
5 April 2009 at 03:10
Kris McCracken said…
Candie, how do I do a thumbs up emoticon?
5 April 2009 at 18:30
Kris McCracken said…
KL, save yourself the Judith Butler. She has an interesting style...
5 April 2009 at 18:32
Kris McCracken said…
Tristan and Crikey, you can always lock 'em outside!
5 April 2009 at 18:33
Kris McCracken said…
Jaime, I am not a fan of sickness either. Nor being tired.
5 April 2009 at 18:33
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