Saturday, November 29, 2014

why feminism doesn't work

the quick answer is coz no one agrees on what issues to battle. or what to fix first.

got women who believe women should be fighting for equal rights to go around topless like men or let women wear what ever they want even if others find it offensive or confronting. got women who think we should be modest and cover up even though others find that oppressive. got women who don't believe women should get equal pay because women take more days off to to deal with children than men, periods and other girl stuff. got women who think we shouldn't be telling other women off for being overtly sexual. got women who think overtly sexual is empowering an equals power over men (in some cases that is survival mode). got women who think all men are assholes who need to be shut down and ruled over. got women who like being controlled and dominated by men, who think that is a woman's natural role. got women who think 'if you like it you shoulda put a ring on it' and taylor swift songs equal teaching women to be weak and need a man. got people who think women already rule the world and just pretending that men call the shots because it works in their favour to lie about that. [if that's the truth somebody should let me know.] got women who think other women complaining about not being equal is bullshit 1st world problems. got women who think how we're living now is us finding and expressing our sexuality. got women who see that as man tricking us into thinking that is our sexuality. got women who think other women shouldn't breast feed in public, but it's ok for their men to visit strips clubs. got women who think we shouldn't talk about weight or body issues and not discuss what a healthy average really is; they think this is going against each other instead of helping each other.

how can feminism work when there are so many issues people don't agree on?

imagine of a woman thinking it's empowering to be overtly sexual

Friday, November 21, 2014

train story .. pretty lady

there was this woman on the train. i couldn't stop looking at her. she was beautiful to me. she had this michelle pfeiffer look about her. blond slim with perfect facial features. i wanted to be her. i wondered if she knew she was that pretty or if she didn't like herself. i wanted to go up to her and compliment her on her looks. wasn't sure if i should though and was too shy. i sat and watched her instead.