But whatever you may think of SlutWalk (and part of the genius of its organizers has been figuring out that “slut” is a search-engine optimizer), one strongly positive thing has emerged from it: a new, energetic cohort of young and feisty feminists are on the move. They’ve used social media to mobilize in a hell of a hurry (the longest part was probably wondering what to wear). And they’ve figured out a way to be front and centre in the public conversation.
SlutWalk started, of course, with poor Michael Sanguinetti, the Toronto cop who now goes down in the annals of feminist history (“Daddy, tell me again how you ended up in the Ms. Magazine Hall of Shame?”) because he suggested that women could avoid being raped if they stopped “dressing like sluts.”
Faster than you could tweet “wearing this dress doesn’t mean yes,” a movement was born, with young women, some dressed in lace bustiers, tight skirts and fishnets, taking to the streets, first in Toronto, and now all over the United States and in the U.K., loudly protesting this blame-the-victim attitude.