feminist rant
yeah, a man can be a feminist.
im thinkin thatI reckon having and cultivating strong motivation and inspiration tobetter understand womens issues
a child's instinct to wondercombined with a genuine and deep criticism of the patriarchalheterosexist aspects of human civilisation and a desire to see themabolished
most feminists seem to want freedom in equality too.
should pay my membership dues i reckon.I
figure that should compensate for not havin a cunt.or is it a more exclusive club?
the insidious and pervasive ways in which i and other males in my lifeassert our masculine identities over womyn irritates me sometimes
andthe way that most women submit to degradation to boredom and inequalopportunity and marriage and stupid religions daily irritates me too.
but pretty much everything about the status quo, the hypocrisy ofabsurd realities and control systems that surround and squashhumanity,
leaves me with a sensation ofmoral nausea and anxiety.boredomdespair.
i learnt early that the mechanisms, the devices of male domination,and racial oppression, and religion and government operate through the
language we speak
the culture we consume
the way we look
the way we fuck
the way we get married
we way we practice monogamy
and heterosexism
and homosexism
and biphobia
and oppression of the erotic
and
workworkwork
as far as the shit that REALLY fucking bugs memakes me wanna tear out all my hair.and shit on the carpetthis is just the tip of the icebergthings that i know
womyn is my mother and my sister.
womyn are friends and enemies, colleagues and comrades andcompetition, lovers and sex partners, idols and teachers and fools.
and they're more.i am a turd.i am a lowly abject turd.
Justin
.p.s. i'm on holidays now...sweeeeeeeeet. its time for unworking
im thinkin thatI reckon having and cultivating strong motivation and inspiration tobetter understand womens issues
a child's instinct to wondercombined with a genuine and deep criticism of the patriarchalheterosexist aspects of human civilisation and a desire to see themabolished
most feminists seem to want freedom in equality too.
should pay my membership dues i reckon.I
figure that should compensate for not havin a cunt.or is it a more exclusive club?
the insidious and pervasive ways in which i and other males in my lifeassert our masculine identities over womyn irritates me sometimes
andthe way that most women submit to degradation to boredom and inequalopportunity and marriage and stupid religions daily irritates me too.
but pretty much everything about the status quo, the hypocrisy ofabsurd realities and control systems that surround and squashhumanity,
leaves me with a sensation ofmoral nausea and anxiety.boredomdespair.
i learnt early that the mechanisms, the devices of male domination,and racial oppression, and religion and government operate through the
language we speak
the culture we consume
the way we look
the way we fuck
the way we get married
we way we practice monogamy
and heterosexism
and homosexism
and biphobia
and oppression of the erotic
and
workworkwork
as far as the shit that REALLY fucking bugs memakes me wanna tear out all my hair.and shit on the carpetthis is just the tip of the icebergthings that i know
womyn is my mother and my sister.
womyn are friends and enemies, colleagues and comrades andcompetition, lovers and sex partners, idols and teachers and fools.
and they're more.i am a turd.i am a lowly abject turd.
Justin
.p.s. i'm on holidays now...sweeeeeeeeet. its time for unworking
posted by Audrey Autonomy at 14:41
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"Man can never know the kind of loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in a woman's womb only to gather strength, he nourishes himself from this fusion, and then he rises and goes into the world, into his work, into battle, into art. He is not lonely. He is busy. The memory of the swim in amniotic fluid gives him energy, completion. The woman may be busy too, but she feels empty. Sensuality for her is not only a wave of pleasure in which he has bathed, and a charge of electric joy at contact with another. When man lies in her womb, she is fulfilled, each act of love is a taking of man within her, and act of birth and rebirth, of child bearing and man bearing. Man lies in her womb and is reborn each time anew with a desire to act, to BE. But for a woman, the climax is not in the birth, but in the moment when man rests inside of her." May 25, 1932 from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Volume One 1931-1934
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"Man can never know the kind of loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in a woman's womb only to gather strength, he nourishes himself from this fusion, and then he rises and goes into the world, into his work, into battle, into art. He is not lonely. He is busy. The memory of the swim in amniotic fluid gives him energy, completion. The woman may be busy too, but she feels empty. Sensuality for her is not only a wave of pleasure in which he has bathed, and a charge of electric joy at contact with another. When man lies in her womb, she is fulfilled, each act of love is a taking of man within her, and act of birth and rebirth, of child bearing and man bearing. Man lies in her womb and is reborn each time anew with a desire to act, to BE. But for a woman, the climax is not in the birth, but in the moment when man rests inside of her." May 25, 1932 from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Volume One 1931-1934
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