The Prologue. I wasn’t going to review the prologue of How To Be A Woman but upon re-reading it I feel I must because even the prologue is prime.
Caitlin opens the prologue on her 13th birthday. She is being chased by rock-throwing and name-calling boys. She escapes, but it is the way she writes about it that is fascinating for me. She writes it just as matter of fact. She doesn’t whine or blame or point fingers at anyone, she just writes it. She doesn’t explain or feel the need to define a certain emotion. Caitlin Moran trusts her readers to figure it out for themselves to come up with their own feelings over the situation.
And for the love of God, she is the first author in a long time who writes creative nonfiction without having to list her college credits at the beginning of each paragraph. I don’t even know if she has a college degree, I am only assuming she does because she has a regular paying writing gig with The Times of London and has received awards (the back of the book cover tells me). But thank you Caitlin for not feeling the need to open each chapter reminding us of how academically acclaimed you might be.
It is in the prologue that Caitlin first proclaims that feminism is not just for the academics and she wants to take it back from them and place it in the hands of the rest of us.
I’m not a feminist academic, but by God, feminism is so serious, momentous, and urgent that now is really the time for it to be championed by a lighthearted broadsheet columnist and part-time TV critic who has appalling spelling.
[pg. 12 of prologue]
Caitlin Moran has a way of grabbing your attention with regular every day ridiculous funny stories and before you know it, you are sitting down for a while to have a deeper meaningful conversation. The next thing you know you are saying things like, “Hey my new BFF is Caitlin Moran.”
And only Caitlin can find a way to compare feminism to Rudy Giuliani’s Zero Policy for crime in his city. Caitlin Moran wants us to have a Zero Policy too in the most unusual way. She doesn’t want us to march against anything or riot or go on hunger strikes. No, she simply wants us to,
….look it in the eye, squarely, for a minute, and then start laughing at it.
How To Be A Woman by Caitlin Moran
“The runaway British bestseller.”
Publisher: Harper Perennial
Next up: How To Be A Woman, Chapter 1: I Start Bleeding! Yes, I plan to review each chapter of the book.