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Rather than attacking the institution of masculinity itself, several recent campaigns have attempted a sort of masculinity triage, trying to eliminate violence against women, while still flattering men with the label of protector. These campaigns, such as “real men don’t buy girls,”“my strength isn’t for hurting,”are various incarnations of “how would you feel if someone said that to your mother /sister /girlfriend,”and have proven to be enormously popular, achieving prodigious re-blogs, conferences, and media airtime.
They are, by many metrics, successful, and have gotten institutions long silent on the rights of women to speak up. I believe we are the better for them, but I also believe that they do not go far enough, and we all must, as feminists, radicals and progressives, push against our comfort zones.
In these campaigns, the masculine mystique is still very present, albeit a kinder, gentler version. By flattering men’s strength and asking them to use it to protect women, we once again place men in the driver’s seat of culture, asking for them to renounce violence and be less vile guardians.
Feminists aren't 'man-haters' – we just don't like men who are sexist
Or who use their power to discriminate against women in a desperate bid to maintain their status. But not all men are misogynists
Tom M: "Why don't you just say 'I don't like men' and get it over with?" (in response to 'Men who use nicknames for women to win fights are creepy, sexist and dumb')
Great question, Tom! Thanks for taking the time to call me perhaps the oldest and most tired anti-feminist insult there is: man-hater. You must feel so proud.
I'm going to sort of agree with your comment and expand on it. I think "I don't like men who ..." is a more accurate portrayal of my worldview.
I don't like men who are sexist. I find that males who think of themselves as above me because of gender are generally unlikeable fellows. (And, for whatever strange reason, are usually terrible spellers, too.) I don't like men who call women they don't know "sweetie", "honey" or cutesy nicknames – it's obnoxious and condescending. I don't like men who harass women on the street, making comments about their bodies or telling them to smile. I don't like men who control women in relationships, abuse them or hurt them sexually. I don't like men who use the social and political power they have to further discrimination against women in a desperate bid to maintain their status.
I don't like men who leave boring comments about what a man-hater I must be for not enjoying the tidal wave of sexism that women endure in small and large ways daily. I really don't like them.
Amazingly, despite this list of the types of men I don't like - and I probably could go on with more "dislikes" if you asked me to – I have the most amazing men in my life. My father, who bought me chemistry sets and robots for every tea set or doll. My husband, an incredible feminist who is an equal partner in parenting and the home. My male friends, who believe that gender justice is important and worth fighting for. I don't have a hard time finding these amazing men because - shockingly - most men are pretty cool guys.
So here's the thing, Tom. I think it's you who doesn't like men - how could you, given that you seem to assume all men are blithering sexists? I realize it might be more comfortable to imagine that most men are misogynists; it might make your own sexism feel more justified. But I operate under the assumption that sexists are in the minority, that most men are invested in ridding the world of sexists, and that they'd therefore would like to hear how to help out.
There is a recently published book by a group of feminists in the UK, entitled The Lightbulb Moment. It is a collection of accounts by women about the precise moment they “saw the light” and became feminists. Religious, Road To Damascus style imagery aside, this book’s title resonates with me. I have experienced quite a few “lightbulb moments” myself with regards to feminism, especially in the last two years. But my realizations and illuminations have been of a quite different nature to those described in the book. For I am writing this after having been raised, educated and – yes – indoctrinated in feminist dogma for over 40 years, but my “journey” has involved leaving the sisterhood. And the sisterhood, that lovely, touchy-feely, all-girls-together, “feminine” club has punished me severely for my decision.
In 2010 I began writing a blog, using the pseudonym Quiet Riot Girl. I have been a participant in a few online communities over the years, and I have always enjoyed the way they give us the opportunity to play with our identities, develop personas and explore ideas and practices we may not have done under our “real names.” But when I created Quiet Riot Girl, I had no idea just how life-changing my explorations would be. I was still a feminist when I started blogging (and tweeting) in 2010. As a critical feminist, I was aware how divided and sometimes incoherent feminists are on important issues such as sex, economics and bodily autonomy. But I was a “sister” nonetheless. If you take a look at my first QRG Blog you will see how clearly I identified as a feminist back then. But only a year later I had completely split from feminism and was writing as an “anti-feminist,” for example in my controversial essay, Against Feminisms.
originally posted by: Dark Ghost
a reply to: theabsolutetruth
"Men" are not the true holders of power, the Elite are and always have been. You have been deceived into viewing man as your eternal oppressor and not the real culprits - the very same people who bankrolled your movement.
Since you enjoy dishing out links for people to read, perhaps you could find the time to read the following:
Leaving the sisterhood: A recovering feminist speaks
There is a recently published book by a group of feminists in the UK, entitled The Lightbulb Moment. It is a collection of accounts by women about the precise moment they “saw the light” and became feminists. Religious, Road To Damascus style imagery aside, this book’s title resonates with me. I have experienced quite a few “lightbulb moments” myself with regards to feminism, especially in the last two years. But my realizations and illuminations have been of a quite different nature to those described in the book. For I am writing this after having been raised, educated and – yes – indoctrinated in feminist dogma for over 40 years, but my “journey” has involved leaving the sisterhood. And the sisterhood, that lovely, touchy-feely, all-girls-together, “feminine” club has punished me severely for my decision.
In 2010 I began writing a blog, using the pseudonym Quiet Riot Girl. I have been a participant in a few online communities over the years, and I have always enjoyed the way they give us the opportunity to play with our identities, develop personas and explore ideas and practices we may not have done under our “real names.” But when I created Quiet Riot Girl, I had no idea just how life-changing my explorations would be. I was still a feminist when I started blogging (and tweeting) in 2010. As a critical feminist, I was aware how divided and sometimes incoherent feminists are on important issues such as sex, economics and bodily autonomy. But I was a “sister” nonetheless. If you take a look at my first QRG Blog you will see how clearly I identified as a feminist back then. But only a year later I had completely split from feminism and was writing as an “anti-feminist,” for example in my controversial essay, Against Feminisms.
originally posted by: Gallowglaich
I am also the patriarchy. To put it bluntly, I do not treat women as my equals, I treat them like women. I treat them as what they are, and what they were put on this earth to be. Not a man, not equal to a man, but a woman distinct and complimentary to her male counterpart.
originally posted by: Gallowglaich
I am also the patriarchy. To put it bluntly, I do not treat women as my equals, I treat them like women. I treat them as what they are, and what they were put on this earth to be. Not a man, not equal to a man, but a woman distinct and complimentary to her male counterpart.
I am also the patriarchy. To put it bluntly, I do not treat women as my equals, I treat them like women. I treat them as what they are, and what they were put on this earth to be. Not a man, not equal to a man, but a woman distinct and complimentary to her male counterpart.
Feminism is riding the "we are for equal" too long. The equality is already accomplished, now they are on the verge to step into men's rights.
If average men wanted to hate Female, there would be no feminism, no women's rights and women would be locked inside houses in this era like a property.
You are taking your anger against men who didn't oppress you.
Who knows what would happen in the future if feminism keep going down that path? Will i see the day when people get assaulted for being a feminist? i hope not.
Oh also a picture. I love these!
originally posted by: Gallowglaich
I am also the patriarchy. To put it bluntly, I do not treat women as my equals, I treat them like women. I treat them as what they are, and what they were put on this earth to be. Not a man, not equal to a man, but a woman distinct and complimentary to her male counterpart.
WTF does that mean, "I do not treat women as my equals, I treat them like women." ?
An apple and a pear cannot be equally valuable, because they have different characteristics?
originally posted by: LesMisanthrope
a reply to: Bluesma
In logic, A=B is false. And I think this is what he was trying to state. We are different and thus unequal