Oh, my glob. Here is another. This one made me roar in support of this powerful person whom I admire beyond sanity. I remember this one. Powerful stuff. Don’t even tell me that millennials can’t think straight. I stand in wonder at Neeley and her like.
“When I hear men discuss women’s clothes, or women’s mannerisms, or using women as practice in gaining confidence because “men can’t even approach a woman any more” or “how we supposed to meet anybody any more?” my inside scream. My insides utterly scream. How dare?! How dare you be concerned with such trivialities, out loud no less, when the odds are too good that the woman you want to use as practice for your self confidence has statistically speaking, likely been sexually assaulted. Probably more than once. But YOU are worried about YOUR fragile male self confidence.
People wonder why I spend so much time “arguing on the internet”. Your perception of ” arguing on the internet” is actually me, suffering from post traumatic stress syndrome and sadness and JUSTIFIED RAGE and the only way I can let it out and talk about it in the way I NEED to is online, where I can take the time I need to formulate my words, where I can leave the conversation when I need to and on my terms, where I can tell the other people that they are in fact NOT entitled to speak their vile opinions in my presence. Because, in person, I must put on a face of neutrality to these seemingly innocent comments about man’s self confidence and how hard dating is for men, and fake that these comments are not a piece of rape culture and I have to listen to men whine while girls and women and my insides are dying. Because, in person, if I let my “opinions” out about men’s opinions I cannot do so calmly or civilly. But the real reasons for my justified reactions are swept under the carpet en lieu of believing I am a feminazi or manhater who is willfully difficult just to mess with men.”
*spits*
Playing Fair and Being Kind 