Pippa
I've been dipping into this website for quite some time, since an age at which I had not yet developed as strong cynicism as I have now, but I was reluctant to apply for membership. "I am too young" I reasoned, "I'm not really Heartless, I still think boys are kinda fun, I have no idea what The Female Eunuch is, except that it has a really gross cover, I just don't have the heart to be Heartless!" At that point, I clearly I didn't get what Heartless Bitch was about.
But I am joining now. Not because I have changed dramatically since then, (although I have; Cheesecloth, and floral embroidered jeans come to mind.) and not because I have ascertained that men are, in fact, kinda gross (Though I have, because they are), but because I recognize myself as (unapologetically) an independent, intelligent, proud, and generally disgusted woman of the free and contemporary world. Let me explain the last; I am disgusted by perfectly intelligent women who slather makeup all over themselves and drop at the knees of men who aren't worthy of them. I am disgusted when these women claim that they spend endless hours in front of a mirror, examining their bodies for themselves, but cannot explain this "self-satisfaction" when probed. I am disgusted by the fact that so many women lay themselves down voluntarily as doormats for the rest, although I cannot be disgusted at these women themselves. But I am also disgusted at people who walk straight over those good women (and, sometimes, all over the men) without finding their own goddamn way in life.
I do not hate men. I love many men in my life, I have nothing against my father, I've never been abused. What I hate is the way that so many men walk around like their schlong is too heavy for their backs, like they ought to be wheeling their testicles around in a cart. I hate that air of surprise when you don't throw yourself at them. Aside from that, I try to view men with an affectionate sarcasm (keyword *try*). That said, I am sick of women being collectively left behind, when they have so much more to contribute than they have ever been allowed.
As an additional note, let me say that I was spurred to come back to this site when- after stating that I absolutely, definitively, categorically did not want children, and didn't expect to ever desire them- I was told that I am selfish, too young to understand (too young? I've had the capacity to spawn human beings for 6 bloody years, haven't I?), blinded by my career ambitions, and that I was being a typical, overreacting, hysterical feminist. By a man. Who desperately wants to experience fatherhood. To my eternal credit, I did not give him a spiel about the pains of labour and the lifelong responsibility (not to mention tag) of 'mother', but agreed, telling him, that, yes, indeed, "I am selfish. Self-motivated, self-absorbed, self-respecting, proud, sour, ambitious, dominating. So what the hell is wrong with you?"
Country: Australia
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