Bronwyn Sindel, Mullumbimby
Well, it’s taken me a while, but I feel the need (obviously not for speed) to respond to Deb Lilly’s take on not being called a lady! (Letters, 19 February/Echonetdaily).
Fancy that, she thinks it’s dated and ‘stems from a time when women were considered second-class citizens, and to call a woman a woman was thought to be impolite and might offend’.
I had no idea! I’ve always loved being thought of as a lady – not just a woman, a human being with female private bits, but a female with some degree of refinement, manners, possibly even grace and poise. In essence, counterpoint, the yin of the yang expression – a gentle man.
A gentle woman. Not subservient, not docile, not afraid to speak her mind, not anybody’s housemaid. Good Lord (and Lady) – though I’ve never burned a bra, I don’t shave my legs, I wear flat shoes, look the way I want (comfortable and clean) and really don’t think I look anything like a lavatory door.
Now I do object to the term ‘chick’, or being called ‘baby’ by anyone who might find me attractive (admittedly it’s been a long time folks), but I definitely am in favour of verbally honouring women who have some degree of charm and maturity in the most agreeable way. After all, I am a red-headed Scorpio, so being dictated to by any social concept has never really been my problem.
Now, come on Deborah, in my opinion, you’re more than just a woman, you’re quite a charming and self-possessed lady. No offence intended.