I happen to like it when feminists attack these fat-ass housewives who think there’s nothing more to life that sitting home on the telephone, drinking coffee, watching TV and pumping out a baby every nine months. P-poom, p-poom, p-poom, p-poom, p-poom …will seven be enough Bob? … p-poom, p-poom. But what’s the alternative? What’s the alternative to pumping out a unit every nine months? Pointless careerism? Pointless careerism? Putting on a man-tailored suit with shoulder pads and imitating all the worst behavior of men? This is the noblest thing that women can think of? To get a chair in a rapacious political system that’s selling the country to big corporations and stealing citizens through taxes? To take a job in a criminal corporation that’s poisoning the environment and robbing customers out of their money? To parachute in Iraq or Afghanistan to murder people and sell them our Acme democracy? This is the worthiest thing they can think of? Isn’t there something nobler they can do to be helping this planet heal? You don’t hear much about that from these middle-class women. I’ve noticed that most of these feminists are white middle-class women. They don’t give a shit about black women’s problems. They don’t care about Latino women. All they’re interested in is their own reproductive freedom … and their pocketbooks, it is simply a variant for of upper-class politics & self-privileging.
Responsibility to yourself means refusing to let others do your thinking, talking … it means insisting that those to whom you give your friendship and love are able to respect your mind. Responsibility to yourself means that you don’t fall for shallow and easy solutions–predigested books and ideas … It means that you refuse to sell your talents and aspirations short… It means that you insist on a life of meaningful work, insist that work be as meaningful as love and friendship. It means, therefore, the courage to be “different”… If you ask me who are my favorite heroines in real life? The women of Afghanistan, Iraq, and Iran who risk their lives and their beauty to defy the foulness of theocracy. Ayaan Hirsi Ali and Azar Nafisi are my ideal feminine model.
To my way of thinking, instead “growing some balls” -balls are weak and sensitive, if you wanna be tough, grow a vagina. Those things can take a pounding. Of all the nasty outcomes predicted for women’s liberation none is more alarming than the suggestion that women would eventually become just like men. And I believe this is one of the main reasons feminism is not being taken seriously by men. What we men are seeing out there is a copy of ourselves, our worst image, but with vagina, so it is vain to expect virtue from women till they are in some degree same as men.
Before I was thinking of He -if there is a God, I was convinced He is a he, because no woman could or would ever fuck things up this badly. Today I believe that She could heartily be God. As sad as it could be there is no female mind anymore. The brain is not an organ of sex. As well speak of a female liver. Many of us were expecting something else, something better coming out of this movement, but at the end is clear that men are from Earth, women are from Earth. Deal with them!
Feminism – Dugutigui