The feminist movement has already begun in various Western countries today.
In 1903, the feminist movement in Britain caused considerable unrest, with public parades and property destruction under the leadership of its proponents.
Even in 1913, someone within the alliance directly rushed under the King's horse and was killed.
In Dutch's view, this approach was truly not wise enough.
The victory of feminism primarily lies in their gradually increasing income, which allows them to gradually gain control over discourse within the family and even in society.
For example, if your wife can earn over a hundred thousand annually, and you also earn over a hundred thousand annually, then her confidence will naturally not be less than yours.
In short, only with money in hand do you have the right to speak.
Therefore, Dutch's method of persuasion must be in this area.
"Hello, Ms. Dorothea, my name is Arthur, Arthur Callahan." Dutch extended his hand and lightly kissed Ms. Dorothea's hand.
Hosea, who was standing nearby, also stepped forward and said, "Dear Ms. Dorothea, my name is John Tacitus."
Arthur glared at the two of them, then reluctantly stepped forward and said, "Hosea, Hosea Van der Linde."
"Hello, gentlemen, my name is Dorothea Wicklow." Dorothea's expression became slightly wary.
Although these three men were dressed in gentlemanly attire, having all three of them Surrounded her made her feel a slight sense of ill intent, even leading her to suspect if they were thugs sent by those who disliked her.
"Hello, Ms. Dorothea." Dutch looked at the wariness on her face and showed a benevolent smile.
"Oh, don't be nervous, Ms. Dorothea. I'm just here because I have some questions that require your help.
First, I'd like to ask you, do you really feel that your daily protests like this can be effective?" Dutch guided Ms. Dorothea to stand aside and asked.
Hearing Dutch's question, a hint of tenacity appeared on Ms. Dorothea's face.
"Perhaps it won't be useful, Arthur, but if we don't act because it's not useful, then we women will never be able to stand up. Any change requires some sacrifice, so why can't I be one of those people?"
In this era, feminism, not yet influenced by the white left, didn't have the strong "flavor" of later generations. Of course, lacking that "flavor" doesn't mean their beneficiaries were all women.
In reality, American feminism from its inception seemed like a conspiracy by politicians or the upper class, as their feminist movement primarily focused on gaining women's suffrage, with little demand for equal job opportunities or equal personal status.
This point is particularly evident in the game; whether it's the feminists in Rhodes or Saint Denis, their banner is to fight for women's suffrage, not for equal job opportunities or changes in social status.
However, Dutch exploited this very point of theirs: if you want popularity, I'll give you popularity.
Hearing Ms. Dorothea's words, a look of emotion appeared on Dutch's face.
He exclaimed, "Ms. Dorothea, oh, Ms. Dorothea, you are a true fighter, and I truly admire you. But have you ever considered if your direction might be slightly mistaken?"
"Our direction is mistaken? Arthur, I don't think there's anything wrong with our direction; we just want the right to vote, we just want to stand up. What's wrong with that?" Upon hearing this, Ms. Dorothea became anxious and immediately wanted to emotionally retort.
"Ho ho ho, Ms. Dorothea, please don't rush. I'm not denying your ideas. I wonder if you've studied social psychology?" Dutch remained completely unperturbed.
"Social psychology? I apologize, Arthur, I haven't heard of this subject, nor do I have any intention of studying such things. The status of us women is not yet guaranteed, and I don't believe learning these things would be of any use." Ms. Dorothea's attitude had become extremely cold.
She now began to feel that this man's aspirations and path differed from her own.
Seeing her cold demeanor, Dutch smiled and uttered words that greatly struck Ms. Dorothea's way of thinking.
"Oh, Ms. Dorothea, learning is the ladder of human progress. If you don't even learn knowledge, then I think your movement is unlikely to succeed, or even impossible to succeed!"
"You..." Ms. Dorothea was directly provoked and was about to speak, but Dutch spoke before her.
"Because you simply don't know how to fight for social rights, how to improve your interests, or how to increase your say, Ms. Dorothea.
And these things, I happen to know!"
Ms. Dorothea's anger was interrupted by Dutch, and her previous cold attitude turned into a state of half-belief, half-doubt.
"Oh? Arthur, will social psychology really help our feminist movement?"
"Hahaha, Ms. Dorothea, social psychology studies the psychology, thoughts, and changing trends of the general public within a social context. Only by understanding the thoughts and trends of the public in society can feminism potentially utilize the power of the people to gain the rights they desire."
Ms. Dorothea's skepticism had been completely dispelled by Dutch's words.
The words from Dutch's mouth had a certain academic level; at the very least, in Saint Denis of this era, few people could articulate such professional terminology, which undoubtedly proved that Dutch was indeed a so-called master of social psychology.
Moreover, she was completely captivated by Dutch's statements about increasing social rights, improving one's interests, and increasing one's say.
"Arthur, I am truly sorry, Arthur. I shouldn't have gotten angry with you just now. Please forgive my ignorance, Arthur. I greatly need your knowledge, I greatly need your answers, all of us women desperately need them. Please... please tell me! Please teach me."
As cold as Ms. Dorothea's attitude had been, it was now equally fervent.
She even took Dutch's hand, her expression incredibly eager.
"Oh, Ms. Dorothea, how could I refuse you? Come, let's go talk on the bench."
Dutch led Dorothea towards the park.
Hosea and Arthur followed behind them, Hosea listening intently, while Arthur looked left and right, wondering if he could lie on the bench and write a letter to Mary.
Oh, poor Arthur, he had now seen the dawn of hope, and his entire being had been drawn away by Mary.
As the saying goes, old trees blossom, and this was an old tree blossoming, even more passionate than the young.
At this moment, Dutch and Ms. Dorothea had begun their conversation.
"Arthur, can you tell me now? Please, tell me, we will all be grateful to you, or if you want money, I will pay you a satisfactory reward!"
Ms. Dorothea pleaded.
"Ms. Dorothea, don't rush, Ms. Dorothea, let's begin. First, we need to clarify a question: what determines social discourse and even social rights? You need to understand this."
"Is it the right to vote, Arthur? Or is it individual force, or perhaps labor capacity?" Ms. Dorothea, as a person of her time, still had a somewhat narrow perspective.
She could see that men's labor capacity was higher than women's, creating more value, and thus felt this was the reason for men's higher status, but she couldn't see the underlying economic issues.
Or rather, she saw it, but was accustomed to it, because it was like that all over the world, and in their perception, that's just how it was.
But the limitations were not the reason for their difficult struggle; the real reason women faced difficulties was that the leaders initiating the struggle were not women, but rather the doing of politicians.
"No, Ms. Dorothea. Your view is not entirely correct. Think carefully, ladies' low status is not only manifested in society but also in the family; they often have little power within the family, and are even controlled by others. And there is actually only one reason for this: money!"
Dutch exuded charm, causing Ms. Dorothea to almost immediately believe his words.
"Money? Arthur... well, what you said makes sense. If women can earn money, their status within the family might improve, but what does that have to do with the right to vote? Besides, our job opportunities are pitifully few right now."