I get uncomfortable when lady-types attempt to describe themselves as “doing _____ just as good as a boy” or as “just one of the guys”. Why should boys be the ultimate standard at ______? It makes it sound like girls aren’t good enough, and to be validated, the lady in question feels like she needs to belong with boys.
I’m not speaking about transgendered peoples or anything like that, I just would like to know why being female-gendered should be such a shameful status?
I feel like it’s just another symptom of a integrally sexist culture.
A few days ago I was trying to come up with a way to hate my little brother less, and I decided that each time I felt a pang of murderous rage towards the little shit, I would remind myself to treat him the same way I’d treat Jesus (minus all that awestruck worshippy jazz of course). I thought about how love and forgiveness are in all of us, and I should seek to act out of such virtues that I desire in my own life.
Such a great plan!
I greeted the day, excited to exercise love and acceptance towards the lad.
Then he showed up.
He started watching MTV while I was trying to work, saying all this misogynistic BS, and insulting me for being present while he was watching the most offensive and ignorant of shows. He kept telling me to go to my room and if I said a word about anything (never to him), he freaked out and made idiotic attempt at sarcasm, the failure at which made me even more furious. And then he told me to clean the house and yelled at me because the cat smelled bad.
What. The. Actual. Fuck.
What does that even mean? Like I can magically control the cat’s odor? Like I soak the cat in garbage water every night chuckling to myself and twisting my mustache maniacally, imagining the suffering that the subsequent stink shall force upon his ignorant little nostrils? And yes, the boy is so saturated by unlearnedness, even his nostrils are capable of ignorance.
Then later he has the nerve to tell me that he’s an awesome Christian child and I don’t understand how to be a good person.
This is no Jesus. This is a horrible, uncultured, homophobic, misogynistic, little cretin who needs to realize that women are not his personal lackeys and that he is accountable for his words and deeds.
I want to punch him right in the nose.
God, give me strength. Strength enough to leave a lasting bruise.
“Anything that’s human is mentionable, and anything that is mentionable can be more manageable. When we can talk about our feelings, they become less overwhelming, less upsetting, and less scary. The people we trust with that important talk can help us know that we are not alone.”—Fred Rogers Quotes