Many women today look back on their forebearers with pride, telling stories of how a great-grandmother crossed the ocean alone to start a new life, or how an aunt ran the family farm singlehandedly or was famous for a recipe that turned into a business.
Like them, the women in my family have also emigrated to far off places, raised families alone, worked on the farm, paid their own way, fought for their freedoms, managed their own businesses, and have bought and sold their own property. They always just did what needed doing - all before it became fashionable and without ever questioning if they could (or should) because they were women.
With examples of this "can-do" spirit in families all over the world, women's equality had a promising start. Women had access to better education, won the right to vote, and had the ability to do whatever they liked as long as they were able. The world opened up and then...
Today's "liberated woman" has the luxury to sit back and wonder about the feminist philosophy of hanging the laundry out to dry - and I think they should be ashamed of themselves. Not only are they diminishing the hard work of generations who busted their collective asses to afford them that leisure but they are also ignoring the fact that there is undoubtedly a woman somewhere in the world, beating her children's meager rags against a rock in the river, hoping to lift them out of the filth, if only for a moment.
Feminists, of all people, should realize that there is no "woman's work." There is only work - and somebody has to do it.