Choices

As the American Feminist movement swept through the 60's & 70's, another peculiar type of oppression took hold. Women that wore makeup, were in monogamous relationships with men, that didn't use the word Goddess, that dared to follow any of the traditional female roles were ostracized from the movement. In order to be a feminist you had to walk the walk of freedom as long as you did it exactly as other feminists expected you to. In general, we've moved away from the idea of the ideal feminist, yet in so many ways it clearly still exists. How dare another feminist tell me that my sexuality is irrational because it doesn't look like feminism! This is how my sexuality manifests itself: domination, sadism, all sorts of fetish play.
I attended Bryn Mawr College, perhaps the most liberal of the Seven Sister Schools. We're called feminazis because of our seemingly extremist views on female equality. Instead of a May-pole, we had a may-hole around which we danced; a giant bust of Athena (the school's Goddess) perched outside the main library; each dorm had co-ed bathroom, but it had to be voted on and unanimous agreement was needed. And this college also had a porn-zine called "snatch" and 2 Bryn Mawr students, lesbian lovers made a remarkable pornographic BDSM film called "Doing it for Daddy." If you haven't seen it, try to find it ... it's amazing! Porn has forever been the one of the enemies of feminism yet there it was.
To me feminism is ultimately about choice; having the freedom to make them and the awareness to choose your right path. I could make the choice to suppress my "sick" desires in order to fit in and agree with my feminists sisters, but isn't that what we're fighting against? Isn't this just another form of oppression? Am I to be cast aside with the lipstick lesbians & happy homemakers of the 1970's?