Feminist Tumblr is home to strange people:
I’m a white, queer, (more specifically bi/pan), 20-something genderweird woman-type person (still figuring out what the deal is with my gender). I use she/her pronouns.
This blog talks about relationships through an inclusive feminist lens, as well as joining in discussion on other feminist topics. Not a TERF/SWERF or a libfem.
This blog strives for understanding of intersectionality and awareness of oppressive power structures. If I f–k up and say something problematic or oppressive, you’re welcome to send an ask about it and I will listen and try to do better.
Obviously, we are the oppressive power structure:
On a personal level, being misogynist, ableist, homophobic, etc. is not just about feeling hatred for marginalised groups. Hatred is a symptom, and not everyone has that symptom. Sometimes it’s pity. Or creepy dehumanising fascination. Or indifference. Or ignorance and a self-absorbed refusal to learn to be better.
But it’s not about your feelings at all — it’s about actions and whether your actions support an oppressive system.
That’s why you can’t say, “I’m not misogynist! I love women!” and have people go, “well, you know your feelings best!” It’s not about your feelings. It’s about what you’re doing and if it’s harmful. And you do not get to decide if you’re harming others.
Here’s the thing: Most people are just trying to live their lives, pay their bills, and take care of their families. We don’t have the leisure to worry about the plight of “marginalised groups.” But feminists apparently don’t have bills to pay or families to take care of, so the “oppressive system” is all they ever worry about. Feminists believe that constantly worrying about this stuff makes them superior to the rest of us, who are all “misogynist, ableist, homophobic, etc.” because we have other things to do with our normal lives in the real world.
According to feminism, normal people are the problem, and “queer, genderweird woman-type people” are the solution.
So why do we let these obsessive characters determine how we think?
Exactly!
Well, I for one, revel in my male “superiority” and celebrate the oppressive Patriarchy.
This person needs to get a hobby, such as making sammiches and bringing beers to the patriarchal oppressor in her family.
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What is this Male Privilege I hear of, and how do I get me some?
“I’m a white, queer, (more specifically bi/pan), 20-something genderweird woman-type person (still figuring out what the deal is with my gender).
I use she/her pronouns.”
Is there a shortage of mental health professionals that this person is failing to use?
It is a social phenomenon of the 21st Century I call “The Tyranny of the Mentally Ill.” Social mores and even legal structures are being made to accommodate the neurotic, the hypersensitive, and the dysfunctional to the detriment of normal, sane people.
Of course, those “oppressive power structures” do include the electric grid (built and maintained exclusively by white cis-het males), the Internet (invented, built and maintained almost exclusively by white cis-het males) and her (zir?) computer (invented, built and delivered to her exclusively by cis-het males).
So, apparently, those “oppressive power structures” are so oppressive that they built everything for her in order to allow her to spew her bollocks.
Patriarchy has failed, unfortunately, in her case.
user@computer3:~$ make me a sandwich
NO
user@computer3:~$ sudo make me a sandwhich
OK.
Likely trolling for the right combo to get signed off on SSDI eventually, if she fails to get boosted to the proper wymmins rights sphere on a college campus of her choice.
This is me being cynical.
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But it’s not about your feelings at all — it’s about actions and whether your actions support an oppressive system.
That’s the most disingenuous sentence I’ve seen in a long time. Her entire “oppressive” reality is solely predicated upon her emotions and feelings. It is her emotions and feeling which determine whether my actions are oppressive. Objectivity plays no role in her reality. If there is oppression, she is the instigator by attempting to force others to kowtow to her solipsism.
“I’m a white, queer, (more specifically bi/pan), 20-something genderweird woman-type person (still figuring out what the deal is with my gender).”
Is this lengthy prologue intended to establish her credentials to lecture us? Because, and maybe this is just my white cis-male heteronormative privilege speaking, this is not the way one establishes competence in a field. There is a logical fallacy known as “arguing from authority.” So far as I know there is not a term describing its opposite, although this surely is it.
This is the basis for PC and essentially the entire worldview of the SJW. The self proclaimed victim’s feelings trump all.
I believe this is the kind of person who would name their daughter Stanley. And we all know what happens when people do such things.
Feminism, and every other progressive touchstone, is about upper middle class First World problems. They have to create this mythical Rape Culture because otherwise all they’re left with is yelling at some guy who held a door open for them, and even they realize that’s a non starter.
This is what you get when you consider a child a “punishment.” Even the dullest child eventually picks up on it and tries to rationalize it.
As usual, one is guilty no matter what one actually does. Bigotry has been reduced to simply being white, straight and male. People who can actually reproduce and breastfeed their own kids are “weird” and “oppressive” for taking up all that “normative” space. Ironically, the only thing that keeps these people from being truly dangerous is the fact women are too incompetent and cowardly to create armored divisions and then use them.
End the military draft for men and transfer the burden onto women.
What I wanna know is when do I get all the money I’m supposed to get from being an oppressive patriarch? I thought slave owners were supposed to be wealthy.
Yeah, but when you name your boy Sue, at least when he grows up, he will be one tough SOB.
It is more akin to seeing monkey masterbate or flinging poo at the zoo, it’s not that you want to go there and see that, but once you see it you can’t unseen it.
It’s a mystery to me too.
And that’s why we have brain bleach™
BWAHAHAHAHA!
On the contrary, I think it establishes her cred as a liberal feminist-minded person. If you speak the same language she does and actually apply weight to her words based on her ridiculous credentials then you must be a like-minded person.
Everyone else just reads that as: She’s nuts.
We’re reminded that there was a time when one did not advertise one’s mental frailties.
This problem is perpetuated by the echo chambers perpetuated on the internet. Unfortunately I don’t think it will ever go away. So long as people from across the globe can collaborate in echo-chambers we will get these little segments of insanity that are self-perpetuating. The best we can do is as a society recognize that walling yourself into a niche on the internet is unhealthy.
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Mine tends to be bourbon or scotch.
Here’s a handy checklist for you, hun…
? When I drop trou and look between my legs, I see one or more things hanging there.
If you do, you’re male. Otherwise, you’re female.
You can carry this checklist with you so you can verify from time to time. You never know when something might suddenly sprout, eh?
“It’s not about your feelings. It’s about what you’re doing and if it’s harmful.”
I could equally apply this statement to any one of the LGBTP Coalition of Deviance.
Scotch? Yes, please.
Anytime I hear “scotch”, I think “whit’s fur ye’ll no go past ye”, and that’s even before I drink any.
There used to be a time that admitting to such a swath of mental issues would disqualify you from rational objective comment and your audience would treat you accordingly. Only the audience has changed.
Arguing from a position of being the problem personified?
We don’t let them. But these “obsessive characters” and their accomplices are not content to rely on voluntary attention. Their motto is “You Will Be Made to Care!”
Always remember, the patriarchy invented the sammich.
Mine tends to be Budweiser with a shot or three of Jagermeister. 😉
Scotch has always reminded me of bad perfume. I tend to go for vodka or schnapps but will have rum, tequila, bourbon, or gin.
But these people are so far gone, I don’t think you can drink enough to really help them….
I have always been attracted to women. How do I know I am NOT a lesbian trapped in a man’s body? This stuff is so confusing….
The checklist I use is “If you have the dangly bits, you’re male. The tucked in bits are female.”
I suspect you would get very few volunteers to perform that check on “her” and I suspect “she” is a little frightened of looking “herself.”
They just keep layering on whole new levels of NUTS!
The thought a peanut butter and nutella on white bread must represent the ultimate form of heteronormative oppression….
Credit where credit is due, please. John Montagu, 4th Earl of Sandwich, First Lord of the Admiralty, sponsor of Captain James Cook’s voyages of discovery.
You don’t get mush more patriarchal than that. Dude was the Chuck Norris of his day.
Queer gender-weird women-types would make excellent cannon fodder as shock troops. “First in, last to win.”
Vegemite on wheat.
I think it’s more a matter of helping yourself, at that point.
“Victim” is the most coveted status among the SJWs. For them it substitutes for actual accomplishments. The only problem is you never know when some other person or group is going to displace you with more Victim Points.
Well…if you like swallowing turpentine… whatever gets you through the night.
Ask the President who burdened colleges with a Title IX extortion racket related to campus “rapes.”
Somebody called me?
See? He’s successfully using the checklist, so Tumblrinas can, too.
Philistine.
Glenmorangie, the kind aged in sauterne barrels, is not turpentine (unless turpentine runs about $120 a fifth, that is)…highland whisky, that’s what I’m talkin’ about! I HAVE to drink that, don’t you see, because my ancestors were highlanders. 😀