2015-08-15 13:22:23 UTC
blog, hang out on Facebook or Google, or tweet.
Part of it is falling back to ingrained routine after IRC seems to be
either silence because of too harsh moderation, or people not knowing
how to keep the pace of a channel user friendly.
Another part is I tend to convert the blog(s) I read to nntp first
(yeah I know freaky geeky programmer) and then used to read them with
thunderbird, but somehow the fast mozilla update sequence breaks
various of my scripts faster than I care to keep up with them.
So I am reading stuff with claws mail now and since that is also my mail
program I am more inclined to grab the pen, err the mouse err
the keyboard when someone on the net is Obviously Wrong.
Today my little black heart was stirred by a complaint from an old
feminist woman jereminating about their invisibility and lack of
As it happens I have always had a kind of twofold relation to feminism,
on the one hand, respect for people fighting for their rights, and on
the other hand why the fuck attack me for things other people do, and
especially those people who fuck me over too.
Let's make a little computation here, since the previous one went over
the world like wildfire, leaving behind a transformed and charred
forest, ready to accept new growth. ("not" added for the people who
don't seem to get my sarcasm).
So, the complaint goes, women are passed over for the same jobs that
men have, and if they get the job they earn 30% less, or maybe 50%, it
doesn't really matter for my comparison.
Maybe all the women in the world combined have less than 50% of all the
wealth. Seems terrible doesn't it? You are right in your indignation.
But now let's have a look at how this wealth is structured. 1% of the
people own 50% of the wealth. Hmm, do we really care if that one
percent is a man or a woman? Also, for every woman earning only 50%
there is a man below her on the food chain who makes less. It's not
like all women form a single group at the bottom of the food chain, no,
it's more like they are spread evenly, be it at a disadvantaged half a
pace behind the men. When we're all in this together against a few big
mega parasites at the top.
I already told you how I unsuccessfully tried to climb the academic
ladder, but I didn't tell yet that it was social psychology that I
failed in, and that it was during that time that I met my first
feminist, a woman who at the same time was secretly in love with me (as
it turned out) and hated all men.
Now to complicate the situation a bit and at the same time simplify it,
I was rather popular so I noticed that women, even those hating men,
have a preference for top men. At the same time, the female strategy for
excluding unwanted group members (I didn't know this yet, I was still
way too stupid to even notice) is to try to look all the same, maybe
even use padding to equal out the bodily differences, and then shun the
ones they don't want to be in the group. Imagine some popular Korean
all girls band here if you like.
How different is this strategy from the guys' one (and you'll notice
that by kind of speaking for all the men I have made a capital offense
against manhood, whereas there are more women speaking for all woman
kind than there are grains of sand on a tropical beach), in that guys
all try to be different and to distinguish themselves from the other
guys by having some special quality that sets them apart in a good way.
And yes, I acknowledge that this is kind of the cause we've ended up
with having these billionaire parasites, but it is not like they're
doing it without reason since men hating women still secretly want to
have babies with the most successful psychopaths. I know, and you're
forgiven, it's just a stupid built in thing, like why are we constantly
looking at your ass.
But here's the thing, if you want to have us as allies you have to be
one of the boys and that means distinguishing yourself from your fellow
girls by being special in some way, even if it would go right against
the herd instinct of trying to all be the same supergirl.
Or, alternatively, have as much sex as possible with one of those men
who speak for all the men and turn themselves into women, to be
spurned by all their fellow special snowflakes.
"but I guess it would be cool if among all men I would be the only one
who had this power"