Dear MRA’s of Tumblr and the University of North Texas,
I went to pick up my husband near the Willis Library today. As I pulled up near the curb to wait for him, I noticed this sign and my eyebrow raised. All I could see was the teaser text, but I knew I was in for a treat.
Upon closer inspection, the sign read:
MALE PRIVILAGE [sic] AN ISSUE? AN EVIL THAT NEEDS TO BE ABOLISHED?
Or simply a crutch of a battle cry to justify man hate [sic]. The gap between men and women in rights and wages closes every year. When maternity leave and stay at home moms are accounted for the gap between salaries is currently less than 10%.
Next time you hear someone complaining that a “dudes” [sic] night is inherently wrong, and is gender exclusion, remember they are the problem, not the solution.
(tiny text: Get the facts.)
Now, I was not terribly offended by this post. In fact, I was mostly amused. The poor spelling, bad grammar, and complete lack of any citation or source to back up their claims and their urge for us to “get the facts” made me laugh.
Yes, angry man yelling at straw-women: Feminism is definitely only a conversation about how “dudes nights” are exclusionary, and it’s THAT CONVERSATION that is the problem, not the dude nights (whatever the heck that is). Male privilege has no basis in reality whatsoever, because if you rule out stay at home moms and maternity leave (bad move, since maternity leave is the only justifaction for a wage gap I’ve seen somewhat convincingly argued, but I’ll allow it), the wage gap is only (white) women making 10% less than (white) men! That is completely acceptable and not at all privileged or discriminatory! Just stop complaining and it’ll get better on its own, laydeez! GET THE FACTS I JUST MADE UP!
Oh, I had a chuckle. But alas, the laughter ended. I noticed it was posted over a sign that was on other posts in the sidewalk. I ripped down the ridiculous poster and found the second flier underneath it.
What was funny became infuriating.
This ignorant little misogynist took his fallacious and citationless arguments, and posted it over a flier alerting people to a charity run to STOP HUMAN TRAFFICKING - an incredibly gendered and racially discriminatory practice that results in the deaths and suffering of countless women every year. Now, I know nothing about the organization behind this event, but I know that their URL was RescueHer, and it appears that the overall theme of the run was about women in subjugation, being sold as objects, being abused and murdered for pleasure. Also colors, or something.
This male supremacist silenced the voices of suffering women, who are in such a position due to archaic beliefs regarding the role and value of women, particularly WoC, in order to have an uneducated tantrum about being called privileged.
The irony here is more than painful - it is murderous.
This is such a perfect illustration of what MRA is about. Telling us to shut up, to stop whining, to stop being so dramatic about real disparities that exist in our country and abroad, and being willing to let women die for the MRA’s right to continue shouting over us.
~*~ town fun timez last night in the remains of the snow ~*~
Tonight I saw my cousin for the first time in years whilst out in town and he clearly didn’t recognise me with a short skirt and lipstick on since he tried to hit on me and it was just awful for everyone involved, like, this isn’t some Game of Thrones shit
Codependency is an unhealthy form of love. It is where my need to take care of you compromises or harms my quality of life. Although it’s usually seen in romantic partnerships, it can occur in any relationship, including family, friends or…
my current mentality is “im sad and i hate myself but i have to get good grades”
Things fall apart. They fall apart so hard.
I know this is a really emotional scene and, ugh, my feels, etc etc, but, like, why did Tara borrow Spike’s coat????
YOU KNOW WHEN YOU SAY SOMETHING AND YOU THOUGHT IT WAS GONNA BE FUNNY BUT THEN IT’S JUST AWKWARD AND YOU IMMEDIATELY REGRET SAYING IT AND YOU JUST CURL UP IN A BALL AND DIE AND IT’S ALL YOU THINK ABOUT FOR LIKE TWELVE YEARS AFTER IT HAPPENED AND THE OTHER PERSON THAT YOU SAID IT TO PROBABLY DIDN’T EVEN THINK ANYTHING OF IT BUT YOUR WHOLE LIFE IS RUINED BECAUSE OF IT
The first thing Kerrie said to me last night upon me walking through the door was “you don’t mind being the 50 year old lady of the manor do you?”
This week I:
two strangers turning into dust