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Emma Watson Sums Up the State of Feminism: "I really don't know what my tits have to do with it."

Trent wrote about the backlash against Emma Watson from the Nasty Women mad about showing half her bewbs in Vanity Fair. And as much as I love the way she came back at them, I really don’t know when I’ve ever been as conflicted as I am right now. On the one hand, Emma perfectly encapsulates my utter bewilderment with contemporary feminism better than I ever could. Why is it when women march down the street at the Pride Parade naked to the waist going full Suns Out/Guns Out they’re striking a blow against the Patriarchy, but when a dime like Karen Gillan wears a belly shirt in the Jumanji reboot or Emma shows cleavage in a fashion magazine, they’re betraying the sisterhood? This is coming from a true believer in the cause, and if she’s confused, how can any of us figure out where the goalposts are?

On the other hand, this is still Hermoine Granger we’re talking about. I feel like I practically raised this girl. Especially with the entire Harry Potter franchise basically running on constant loop at all times on basic cable. Intellectually I know she’s a grownass woman with an Ivy League degree who’s free to talk about her tits in casual conversation as much as she likes. But I can’t get passed the fact that she’s the one who figured out where the Sorcerer’s Stone was hidden and that the Basilisk was traveling around through the pipes and helped make Ron the first boy wizard to ever escape the FriendZone. Call me immature. Say I’m infantilizing a successful adult woman. But I’m just not wired to hear her talk about her Sorting Hats like this. It’s not her, it’s me. I guess I just practice a very specific form of Muggle Feminism.