feminism: a reality check.

I just don’t really agree with feminism,

you say,

I love men, so how could I

perpetuate an ideologue that demeans

them?

I find catcalls flattering,

you claim,

it is nice to know that

men find me attractive.

It’s just a joke,

you say,

when a man calls me a

cheeky bitch

Just some harmless fun,

you tell me,

isn’t he just so funny?

Ignore him,

you advise me,

when he pinched my arse

That’s just the way he is.

Don’t be so sensitive.

You know how men are,

I wouldn’t worry about it.

But I did.

(I wanted to slap him in the face,

and tell him never fucking touch me

you son of a bitch.

You were there,

so I didn’t tell him that the real

reason why all his wives left him

was because he refused to treat

them like human beings).

You are a woman,

who

buys her own shit;

independent as fuck.

You are where you are

because generations of women fought

for their right to be seen

as more than a uterus

whose place was in the kitchen

making a sandwich for the husband

who was in front of the television

shouting

and drinking his beer.

You rarely bad mouth a man

because you mistake sexism and misogyny

for flattery and humour.

All you do, though, is regard women as nothing

more than objects to be judged.

“Oh my god, look at her, she’s the fattest lady I’ve seen.

How can she wear that skirt? Has she looked in the mirror?

How is he married to that?”

Your attitude is the result of generational

perceptions imbued within society

from patriarchal structures of sexism.

I’m talking in generalisations

but understand this,

I don’t intend to shove my beliefs in your face.

just don’t tell me that I should accept harassment

just because they’re men

And I am a woman.

– i have no time for your outdated notions of ‘gender equality’

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