Yesterday I went on my first spring bike ride and hike! ??♀️?
Yesterday I went on my first spring bike ride and hike! ??♀️?
The woman who eschews femininity, who is content with her natural shape and size and smell, who is impatient with the lengthy rituals of femininity, is condemned by both sexes. To women, she is an uncomfortable reminder of the extent to which they have abandoned themselves to the demands of men. To men, she is a threatening warning that their domination is not total and that women still have the power to regain themselves.
– Anne Summers, Damned Whores and God’s Police
I have sympathy for people who genuinely believe they live in the wrong body, but my sympathy starts to wane when I am labelled a “menstruator” with a “front hole”. My sympathy also wanes when actual women’s concerns about sharing private spaces with men are dismissed, and women’s views ignored. I have almost no sympathy left however when I and everyone else is asked to alter objective realities in the public space to accommodate someone else’s desire to change their sex.
— Anne Marie Waters
AAAHHHH WHAT A TIME TO BE VEGAN ?
Y’know what, let those fuckers have “woman.” We deserve a word for ourselves that doesn’t have “man” in it anyway.
They can try to twist language till they’re blue in the face, but they can’t do a damn thing about the fact that half the population is still here, daring to exist with our vaginas, just like every one of their mothers did.
Wife is having a rough time lately. I hope she sees this and smiles. ?
Remember that time (which was now) when I knocked over the bottle of olive oil and somehow the glass shards launched themselves throughout three rooms admidst the expanding pool of oil.
”The only shard I wanna see after this is a nice Chardonnay,” I said.
”The only glass I wanna pick up is a glass of beer,” B said.
Then we went to pick up Peter Capaldi, and it was Matt Smith because the doofus didn’t know his doctors.
Well, here he is nonetheless, warding off intruders.
As a Kinsey 5-ish, I can’t claim this day, but I do offer much love and support for those who can.
Keep loving women, keep talking about your pussies, keep fighting the patriarchy, never let anyone guilt you into trying dick. Stay strong. ?
It’s fascinating to observe the different reactions to my haircut these past few weeks.
After years of having it long-ish (not a good look for ultra-thin straight hair and a pain to style), I recently cut it pixie-fauxhawk short, kinda like I had it in college. To be blunt, it makes me look very Gay™.
Women react with awe and respect. A sincere “I love it” is standard fare; their follow-up comments and questions carry a distinct undertone of, “I wish I had the nerve to do it.”
Men’s reactions have been mostly surprise and discomfort.
“…Wow.”
“It’s so… different.”
You mean not feminine? Not for your gaze? Not designed to arouse your dick? Gee, imagine.
Occasionally one will say they like it, but save for a few decent guys, it very much feels like they’re just being polite.
The difference is disturbingly palpable: most women react to it as an act of empowerment on behalf of our sex; most men react to it as a threat.
To that, I say mission accomplished.