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Why I Hate Bitchy Feminists (part 2)

 

I told Denise I was writing a rant about a fitness ad I saw. She asked which one, and I reached into my bag to get it. When I showed her, her face scrunched up and she burst into tears.
   Startled, I reached over to comfort her. She brushed my hand away saying, Don't worry. Just give me a minute.
   I ordered more coffee, and sat back waiting for her to compose herself. Turns out, she had a boyfriend who used to tell her how much more attracted to her he'd be if she'd only lose some weight. He constantly monitored what she was eating, and actually measured her with a measuring tape to see how many inches she was losing.
   She did lose weight, simply because of all the stress she was under from his constant supervision. She also began to lose her hair because she was starving her body of the nutrients it needed. He noticed that, and decided to put her on a special fluid diet that would, in theory, correct the dietary difficulties she was experiencing. She ended up in hospital.
   So, that ad that you sheep tell me isn't harmful? Look again. This time, try to see what's behind it. A society that would rather be ill than be fat, because fat people aren't worth the trouble of being loved.

Next Week: Denise and I form a plan...

 


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What you said!!!

I went to a "hip" local music venue/bar last night and my experience left me with one burning question - WHERE ARE ALL THE MEN?
 Sure, there were members of the male gender there, but there were no Men.
 You may be confused by my cry of despair. Let me elaborate: In my most humble of opinions a 110lbs, 5'7", shaggy haired, "vintage" clothes wearing, vegan that listens to indie folk-rock is NOT a Man, he is a pretentious, politically-correct gnat and he needs to be squashed.
 What a waste of perfectly good testosterone.
A Man out weighs me, has bigger more callused hands than I, and can not fit into my back pocket. A Man works with his hands, either professionally or as a hobby. A Man is occasionally dirty, smelly and unshaven. A Man drinks Budweiser or Old Style.
Next time you need a testosterone fix, which I am want to do occasionally, stroll your happy ass into a neighborhood working mans bar at around 4pm in the afternoon. The musty smell of a hard days work will be a refreshing slap in the face.
Well with that I'm off to find me a pair of dirty work boots and see what's filling them out.
~MegaBeth


 

Considering all of the crap we put up with.  I feel men should do small gestures of appreciation, like opening doors, pushing our chairs in and buying us dinner.

~Ealasaid



I am a lesbian and I don't hate men.  I have no problem with one opening a doors for me.

~Liz



A man giving a woman head.  That is an interesting way of putting it.

~Abigail



Sarrah!  You rock!!!

~CS