There’s the movement as it exists, and there’s one facet of the movement as it exists. For example (and not to push any particular point of view here, it’s just an example), I’m involved in the feminist movement. But I spend no time on Tumblr. Sometimes I read things that reference Tumblr, and my impression is that to get involved on Tumblr would be a colossal waste of time, so I don’t do it. (Once in a while somebody links to something on Tumblr, basically saying “Look at this thing that I saw on Tumblr.”, and I look at that one thing, but I never feel the urge to do more.)
I also make it a point not to get indignant on the Internet, even when discussing feminism. (Occasionally I get indignant in face-to-face contact, but I have time to edit myself on the Internet.) Most of the feminism that I do on the Internet is arranging face-to-face meetings of feminists, so there’s not much to get indignant about. But occasionally I expand my focus to commenting on posts where a discussion, or even an argument, is taking place. The last time that I did that, one person private-messaged me to call me “diplomatic” and another person agreed that I was right after all; both of them had gotten indignant before this, but I hadn’t. (To be honest, this foray was more successful than usual, but the usual is neutral, not disastrous.)
So I do not use Tumblr, and I very rarely get indignant on the Internet, but here I am, in the feminist movement as it exists.
There’s the movement as it exists, and there’s one facet of the movement as it exists. For example (and not to push any particular point of view here, it’s just an example), I’m involved in the feminist movement. But I spend no time on Tumblr. Sometimes I read things that reference Tumblr, and my impression is that to get involved on Tumblr would be a colossal waste of time, so I don’t do it. (Once in a while somebody links to something on Tumblr, basically saying “Look at this thing that I saw on Tumblr.”, and I look at that one thing, but I never feel the urge to do more.)
I also make it a point not to get indignant on the Internet, even when discussing feminism. (Occasionally I get indignant in face-to-face contact, but I have time to edit myself on the Internet.) Most of the feminism that I do on the Internet is arranging face-to-face meetings of feminists, so there’s not much to get indignant about. But occasionally I expand my focus to commenting on posts where a discussion, or even an argument, is taking place. The last time that I did that, one person private-messaged me to call me “diplomatic” and another person agreed that I was right after all; both of them had gotten indignant before this, but I hadn’t. (To be honest, this foray was more successful than usual, but the usual is neutral, not disastrous.)
So I do not use Tumblr, and I very rarely get indignant on the Internet, but here I am, in the feminist movement as it exists.