There is a whole book to be written (perhaps there are some that I haven’t found yet) on the necessity of a conscious or instinctive anti-feminism on the part of today’s fathers in relation to their daughters (sons too, of course–but that’s another subject).
Feminism at its core is an attack on male authority and on men’s ability to love women and children; feminists have written entire books claiming with a straight face that the signature of patriarchy is the father’s legitimized rape and abuse of his daughters (see Elizabeth Ward, for example). The attack has been so undermining to many men that they have been unable to respond except with bewilderment for the past 40 years and more.
This subject clicked for me only recently when I read Paul’s “Daddy’s Little Nightmare” and thought about my own father’s role in teaching me not to be a petulant princess–teaching me to take responsibility for myself and refusing my demands for feminine privileges. As in so many others areas of feminist onslaught, fathers need support to refuse their given role as the (either unredeemed or apologetic) oppressors of women.
If fathers cannot withstand the feminist demand for compliance, they risk losing their daughters and contributing to yet another generation of unhappy, abusive women.