Uh Oh
I’m here to warn you about an attempt on my life. It’s my own fault. I brought this monster into my home. I have fed it. Cared for it. Even held it to my breast. But this beast has plans for me . . . plans for my demise!
Who do I call for help? The army? The national guard? This demon spawn demands that I hold her, hides in a box when she’s plotting against me, and she tried to steal my Double Gulp. She is truly a monster.
She can not be stopped. I have tried. She merely looks at me . . . and laughs at my fear.
Hmmmmmmm
So, I’ve gotten some interesting emails and some interesting comments about feminism. I’ve got a small group of people who hate me because of my views on feminism. What to do, what to do.
You ever heard that saying about messing with pigs? You can get down in the muck with them and fight with them but the only thing that’ll happen is that you get dirty and the pig ends up having fun? Yeah, that might just have to be my motto from now on.
The email was silly. He wants less “whining” and more pictures of naked female superheros. The comments on other blogs about my views on feminism are ill-informed and basically grasping at straws. But the group that hates me? Well, that’s been going on for awhile and to be honest, it has gotten old.
It’s hard to believe that I’m dealing with adults here, but supposedly, I am. Adults who cry whenever I state an opinion. Adults who resort to mocking my views. What do they cry? They cry that I’m attacking them and not respecting their opinions.
I state my opinions firmly and, I’ll admit, bluntly. And I won’t pat you on the back for having an opinion harmful to the feminist movement. I’ll debate you but not if I’m going to spend all of the debate having to give you definitions for words or explain the basic ideas of feminism to you. I also will not spend my time dealing with the stereotypes of feminism that you take as fact. This has nothing to do with fear or with “not being open to new ideas.” This has to do with debating someone with the mind of a child. It’s a waste of my time because you can’t get past “feminism is about victimhood” or “all feminists hate men” to learn about a subject that you know nothing about.
My advice to you: read. Study the history of misogyny. Don’t think that your life sums up what feminism is about. Ask hard questions, even if the answers make you uncomfortable with your job, your significant other, or your family. Because not all opinions are valid. Only the informed ones are.
Stop putting conditions on female equality.
