When the Fourth Wave Crashes In
When the fourth wave crashes in, I want to be there, standing in the surf getting the hem of my pants wet with sandy, salty, smelly water. I want the unruly waves to sweep up my legs. I want to have to sit on a towel all the way home. When the fourth wave crashes in, I hope Iâll be standing next to people not entirely like myself. I hope we can smile at each other in all our differences and support each other with the soft and bracing hand of silence, of care, and patience.Â
I recall telling a friend recently, that the debate was still open as to whether we were in a fourth wave or not. Undoubtedly, there were a sizeable number of people who hoped to see the third wave crash and the tide never come in again. To be sure, there was stagnation in the movement for a brief time. Iâm not sure why exactly that is and I can only speculate given that I was born at the height of the third wave. I was born to the sound of the Riot Grrrls collectively chanting, âThe personal is politicalâ and my mother never rejected the label âfeministâ as so many other baby boomer parents did and still do. So I was surprised when very nearly out of the blue, a tidal wave of new interest, renewed fervour and young voices shook the movement back into life.Â
A number of new branches also emerged with the advent of the digital age. Feminism in gaming became popular and widely noted due in part to contentious YouTube creator Anita Sarkeesianâs channel Feminist Frequency. Popular media became the subject of feminist analysis and as such, critical thought became something of a popular pastime rather than an exercise reserved only for scholars and professors and the select laypeople that read them. Young girls are going online to protest the unfair dress codes at their schools, which sexualize their bodies whilst ignoring the boys. Itâs shocking how abruptly these changes seemingly sprung up from a barren climate that less than 20 years ago produced a TIME Magazine cover posing the question, âIs Feminism Dead?âÂ
Upon closer inspection though, the change has been anything but immediate or straightforward. There have been several unfortunate moments as well as promising milestones in the months and years leading up to the recent resurgence of interest and activity in feminism. In 2014 alone, Columbia University student Emma Sulkowicz carried around her mattress as a protest against the inaction of her school after she was sexually assaulted on campus and Beyonce herself performed in front of a 50ft neon sign reading âFeministâ, introducing the word to the lexicons of young girls around the globe. Laverne Cox made waves both for feminism and for transgender rights when she burst onto the scene with a roll on Netflixâs runaway hit Orange is the New Black. Likewise, looking back on 2015 as we begin a New Year, the past 12 months have been equally eventful, if not more so!Â
Taylor Swift joined the ranks of celebrities embracing the word feminist, albeit problematically. 35 women who accused Bill Cosby of sexual assault appeared on the cover of New York Magazine, taking a stand against the victim shaming and credulity survivors of rape so often encounter from the public. Viola Davis won an Emmy for Best Actress in a Drama making her the first woman of colour to win in that category. She also followed it up with one hell of an inspiring speech.Â
In my own experience, more has been said about feminism online than Iâve ever witnessed before. Perhaps though, thatâs because more is being said online in general than ever before. Itâs a chicken and egg problem that may not have an answer. Nevertheless, the question still stands: is it safe to say weâre in a fourth wave? Or is that something for our future generations to decide, as they zoom around on hover boards back-to-the-future-style and listen to president Kanye West give his inaugural speech?Â
Welcome to 2016!














