I know all the women in this story are judged by the men and stick together but, How can the story " A Jury of Her Peers" be looked at with a feminist lens?
Maybe some examples of how Mrs. Wright and the other women are judged.
Mrs Hale and Mrs Peters unite to hide Minnie’s guilt as they realise that as wives themselves, their fates could have been similar. They see that they are as misunderstood and misjudged by their husbands as Minnie was by hers.
The men cannot see that the kitchen provides a mine of information about the Wright’s relationship, and of Minnie’s state of mind. They choose to examine the scene where Mr Wright was – the bedroom- rather than where Mrs Wright was. His environment is deemed more important than hers-
"You're convinced there was nothing important here?" he asked the sheriff. "Nothing that would--point to any motive?"
The sheriff too looked all around, as if to re-convince himself.
"Nothing here but kitchen things," he said, with a little laugh for the insignificance of kitchen things.
Mr Henderson places the blame for the dirt and disarray in the kitchen squarely with Minnie: he does not see that it indicates anything about her husband-
"I don't think anyone would call it cheerful. I shouldn't say she had the home-making instinct."
"Well, I don't know as Wright had, either," she muttered.
Mr Hale states that he does not believe the women will be of any use, and yet it is they who solve the case-
But would the women know a clue if they did come upon it?" he said;
The two women realise that the murder of Mr Wright is a domestic matter, and that his poor treatment of his wife has led to his death. When they find the strangled canary, both women realise that this is the reason she killed her husband-
And then again the eyes of the two women met--this time clung together in a look of dawning comprehension, of growing horror.
Mrs Hale shows that the events of the crime are clear to those who empathise with Minnie’s existence – ie other women – whereas the men seem proud not to understand their fascination with ‘trifles’-
We all go through the same things--it's all just a different kind of the same thing! If it weren't--why do you and I understand? Why do we know--what we know this minute?"