Call me a "Traditional Critical Feminist". What the fuck!

Well, well well. Today I delivered my Introductory Seminar (one of the university's requirements for PhD students).

Today I was labelled as a "Traditional Critical Feminist". What the fuck!

Let's unpack the bulging suitcase:

1. "Traditional feminism" harks back to the suffragettes. It suggests to me the fight to ensure that women have equal access to the vote, to the workplace, to the polity. It's the notion that men and women should be treated as equal. Moreover, that as a feminist I am working towards this equality. Stop right there. I do not believe this is the case: I believe that people are different. What I want to do is to demonstrate that our (patriarchal) public sector organisations are modelled around masculine ideas and structures. Moreover, I want to explore the impact of these organisations on women and others who don't fit within the construct of the "ideal employee". 
2. I am a discourse analyst from the perspective that I enjoy looking at how we speak and write about things and investigating what is behind the notions that we take for granted. 
3. Bringing the 'traditional' together with the 'critical'  suggests that I'm analysing discourse in the hopes that I will contribute to equality. Wrong buddy! Dead wrong! 

What I am seeking to do is question a norm. It's true that the fact that I'm sitting here right now at university undertaking a PhD is due to the efforts of traditional feminists. However, my point is that the university is modelled around masculine concepts. For example, the PhD is an individualistic undertaking. I can't do my PhD with others - it MUST be undertaken by me within a framework that:

• takes absolutely no account of my working life (apart from the fact that I can do my degree part-time), however, the courses that are conducted as part of my degree are held during the day - during work hours. This means that I have to negotiate time off work to enable me to full my study commitments. The additional research students seminars offered by the uni are all held during the day. I CAN'T access them, unless of course they happen to coincide with the one day off a week that my work affords me. 
• takes absolutely no account of my personal circumstances. My degree has a timetable that I have to work towards. My husbands gets ill, my elderly parents need my care, my grandchildren need minding. Too bad - we'll give you some time off but then you'd better obey. You problems are your problems - we don't want to know about it. Just get your work done on time.

I don't think this attitude is good enough. I want to trash the joint.