Well...I couldn't leave this one alone. One more nail in the coffin of our quickly-degenerating society. First, we lower the bar so that our children don't actually have to be able to read in order to graduate high school, now we're making it OK for women to cheat on their husbands in the name of feminism. I doubt that the husbands of said cheating wives agree that the experience was good for their marriage. These women must have watched too much Lifetime: the Man-Hating Network. That's all my ex-wife and her mother ever watch; they hate men and their husbands are pussies who let them get away with it.
Ever notice that men in Lifetime movies are either really weak, really mean bastards who prey on innocent women and children, or they seem like they were conjured up out of a fairy tale? Why would a male actor let himself be cast in such a role? Must be a bunch of non-rugby-playing Nancy-boys. Pussies.
I'm sick of feminists who have assumed the sexist role that was once reserved for piggish men. It was bad enough when men did it, but now some women seek to emulate the behavior of their long-time "oppressors:"
"We're not equal to men, we're better! Filthy man-swine!"
Whatever. Write your name in the snow if you're so talented. Remember the "Womanists" in PCU? Yeah, those olive-drab-shorts-wearing, no-bra-tank-top-sporting, man-hating wenches. So you couldn't get a date to prom and now you hate men. Wah. Ever stop to think that it's because you're a self-serving bitch whose expectations are set too high?
So, I found this:
http://www.io.com/~wwwave/men/real.html
About midway through this article I had to go change shorts because I thought I might have shit myself laughing so hard. I am working on a message to the person who wrote the above article. We'll see what she thinks about my rebuttal. I'll post it here if I get a reply. This person sounds like one of those fat, Goth chicks who got mixed up with the SCA (Society for Creative Anachronism; the geeks with the wooden swords) because she couldn't get the star safety of her high school football team to return her love. The "real man" as she defines him is a real pussy. You want sushi? Here's a can of tuna.
Feminists should be women like my friend Ginger. Ginger plays rugby and soccer. She hikes and hunts deer and turkey with me. She can field dress an Elk! I've seen it! Ginger is hot and looks great in bikini or evening wear. She works at an Alpine Shop. Ginger has a Masters in Anthropology and is working on a PhD. She drinks beer by the pint (at Schlafly's Tap Room). Ginger drives a 1970 Dodge Charger 500. She won't let her boyfriend near HER kitchen, because she wants to eat food that tastes good. Ginger's boyfriend is a cargo handler who works down on the river; he likes to drink, fight, and play hockey; we get along well. Ginger doesn't take shit from him or anyone else.
That's a feminist.
