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Like any person I have my own personal weaknesses. I have opinions, I have passions. Its obvious that all of them don’t meld with popular opinion. I would be a feminist with my respect for women, sexism and inequality. Once I hit puberty it was like the world lost its interest in helping me fulfil my interests. I still don’t understand why I couldn’t live my dream and become a knight. Everyone kept trying to straighten me out and push me to become someone I was uncomfortable with being. I was yelled at for not wanting to dress like someone I wasn’t. Women are bodies, they are on display to be looked at and evoke interest. I can barely see any women around my age without seeing them in categories. I don’t mind hoes, at least they are honest and aware of being looked at. I just don’t like it when some go on about drama or feminism. Feminists around here get into the habit of complaining too much and not listening to themselves or others. I would have continued my interest in woodwork if I had had the chance back in high school, pressure pressure pressure.. I have watched my mother be treated like some idiot wife. I have faced living with a guy who expected me to stay at home and not socialize but to try to study quietly at home while the boyfriend ate at his computer every night. A guy who couldn’t manage to keep up with chores or cleaning. I have watched girls treat good guys like shit because they are guys without ever knowing much about them. I have heard their rants about which abortion clinic was really great and didn’t make them feel guilty at all, at the amount that they knew it was like this was their main form of birth control. I suppose the pill makes you gain some weight, so its useful to go the abortion path, I mean you would likely loose some weight after something like that…uh.. I mean like beyond the baby pounds. I was tempted on numerous occasions to start leaving coat hangers on the door of the women’s group on campus. A bunch of middle class white chicks talking about how big the ring their guy just gave them, how they bought this great $200 tea dress to celebrate, how its awful that people still aren’t supportive of abortions and how men are terrible sexist things. I like kids but despise how many men cant grasp the mommy things like diapers, socks, snacks and a jacket. I also think that girls are real twats about raising their children. Its been within women’s ability to start changing opinions through their child rearing but they still treat their children differently based on sex. They start helping their girls get a grasp on everything, even getting them to start with child rearing, becoming attuned to others emotions, cooking, cleaning, and multitasking. The boys still young find themselves segregated and expected to figure things out on their own or idolize their father who tends to not be present. So of course they end up different. What else do they have left than to end up filling up their time with either ideas of masculinity or other boys off tying to find their places as well. Should I be sorry for blaming the mother of a 17 year old boy who cannot do laundry or cook his own food? In some cases it feels like it should be known cases of neglect. I know many guys who have deep insecurities surrounding things that if ever discussed would never have been issues. Have watched them turn out aggression and passive aggression because they could not release the emotions or talk about it. Once again a new generation moulded to fit old stereotypes with little wiggle space. I have fought with my gender and women’s professor for a lengthily time over a list of what checks would need to be fine for a community to be gender equal. There were no checks for males. My father fought for partial custody of his three kids. My stepmother an alcoholic. He paid everything for her and for the kids while the kids remained with him anyway. He was a workaholic and ill prepared to suddenly be faced with having to help them get through a divorce while he still held a broken heart. In his eyes he had failed at life. For his marriage was done. We weren’t the easiest to understand and take care of. I never had a conversation with my father until I was nearly 18 my siblings at least connected much before that. Work doesn’t give any freedom, why would men have to worry about kids or their family, expectations are that if you have kids you have a wife that takes care of them. Time expectations are high. </rant>
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Kris
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