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Right when I’m feeling a bit soft and mushy, kind of missing my ex-girlfriend, thinking that it might be nice to have her back, feeling a bit sad about the fact that when she’s moving away next week it’s most likely the last time I’ll see her ever again; she opens her mouth and says: “There’s not a single area in our society where men is suppressed..“
Seriously girl, where’s your pain? Being that ignorant has to hurt.
It’s a fact that I’m in love with someone I shouldn’t be in love with. And while realizing that, I also realize how lucky I am to live where I do. The worst thing that can happen to me, is that some people think I’m an idiot. Had I lived somewhere else, the people who think I’m an idiot could have killed me..
When I was a little girl, I hated dresses. They made it impossible for me to run as fast as my best friend (who was a boy, of course), they were always itchy and whenever I made my dress dirty, my mother would be upset for days. I swore to her, several times, that when I grew up, I would never again wear a dress. She didn’t have much pity for me, though, and said every time: “You’ll learn to appreciate being feminine one day..“
I was at school today, reading for the last final-exam I have this spring. While having a lunch-break, I sat down with one of the girls in my class, and she had brought a male friend who told me he and his wife had just had a baby, one of those colic-babies. For a short while, I felt kind of sorry for him..
“You’re a slut.” said one of the girls to another. “And you’re a whore..” replied the slut. The whore agreed: “Yeah, I am..” They were very proud of being a slut and a whore.
The slut had just been bragging about making her boyfriend cry, refusing to let him drink beer with “the guys” and somehow making him beg her not to leave him. She had even made him admit that he is nothing without her, just, as she said: “..a worthless sissy..“. I was wondering why she stays with him, when she clearly doesn’t like him, but I didn’t bother to ask.
The whore was very proud of how she is cheating on her boyfriend, having sex with married men only to tell their wife and children, and letting guys fall in love with her so she can break their hearts by telling them they’re not even close to getting someone like her.
“Feminism is so cool..” said one of them. “Yeah! Men deserve to feel how it is to be suppressed, after all, they’re nothing but lowlife scum.” answered the other one. They both agreed that what they’re doing is what feminism is all about; this is emancipation of women.
“If I ruled the world, and saw you two as the prototype of today’s women, I would honestly go back to the time long before feminism was invented, when women were well-behaved, submissive and didn’t suffer from total lack of intelligence yet, and I would make sure we stayed there.” I said, while I got up and left.
“OH! You’re such a BITCH!” they both shouted as I walked away.
Fine, I can be a bitch. At least I’m not without dignity and self-respect..
