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Did You Just Call Me A Slut?

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Slut (slut)
n.
1.
a. A person, especially a woman, considered sexually promiscuous.
b. A woman prostitute.

Or from Wikipedia “Although the ultimate origin of slut is unknown. It first appeared in Middle English in 1402 as slutte (AHD), with the meaning “a dirty, untidy, or slovenly woman.”

Has anyone else heard of this new absurdity?  SlutWalk

It’s the new…I am not even sure what to call it, I am guessing protest?  And I am not sure what for.  I try to keep my political and religious affiliations to myself when in mixed company. It keeps heated arguments limited, but I cannot do this any longer.

I am a Christian conservative. I can’t help it. I was raised that way.  After finding that little “gold mine” about SlutWalks, I have to say, I literally went to my father and thanked him profusely for raising me in a Patriarchal Oppressive environment.

A little bit of history about myself.  I married at the age of twenty.  I am still married to the same man nearly 13 years later with absolutely no desire to ever divorce him as he reaffirms my faith in the male “oppressive” environment as being easier, happier and safer for women and children—and more specifically saner .  As a Christian woman I believe I am expected to love, honor and obey my husband (Yes, I said obey with a smile on my face) just as I believe my husband is expected to love, cherish and sacrifice himself for me.  My husband upholds his end of the bargain, and I uphold mine up to and including my safety and the safety of our daughters.

I cannot fathom at which point allowing men to believe I or my daughters are sluts at any point will stop or prevent a rapist from hurting us.

If a police officer advises a person to lock their door as a safety precaution, why oh why by all that is sane and local is it offensive to be told not to dress like a slut if one doesn’t wish to be a victim of rape?   If locking the door makes sense to keep the rapist out of my house, well, I’d think the only logical conclusion is if I cover my ass and boobs it will help keep him out of other places I really don’t want him.

Why no, apparently female logic says that I should be allowed to let all my assets hang out for said rapist to oogle and covet and let him know I am going to be an easy rape for him…and then we wonder why a man might think we are stupid.

Am I the only one who sees something wrong with this line of thinking…oh, wait no, my oppressive [protective] father and mother taught me when I was I child I needed to cover my assets to be thought of as a proper women so I’d attract a man who would value those assets later in life.  Lo and behold, said man did value those assets…here comes a tangent…

… because I had an oppressive [logical and sane] upbringing I managed to find myself a GOOD man.  Yes, ladies, there are good men out there.  They won’t marry you if you let your assets hang out. If you’re still wondering where all the good men have gone, look no further, for I do have the answer.  I have him.  Other women like me have him.  The honest, love you until you die and will move mountains if you asked it of him, never be unfaithful, and give up his own life for you kind of man you are looking for is sleeping in bed next to me keeping me warm and safe from the evil men—and other women like me have the same.  We picked them up when we were right out of high school and we’re not divorcing him to let you get your grubby little paws on him and destroy the good men they are with your endless nagging and belittling bullshit…

My oppressive [protective] husband would hurt anyone who called me a dirty, promiscuous woman. He knows exactly who I sleep with—him and only him.  He’d hurt anyone who called his daughters dirty and promiscuous, they are only children and are being raised to respect themselves enough not to want to be called dirty and promiscuous.

Let me let you idiot females in on a tiny little secret, male oppression [protection, sanity, logic—common sense] isn’t the evil you’ve made it out to be.  I am angry I am forced to live in an environment that is unsafe for me and my children because some of you feel you need to have a penis and do a man’s work.  Yeah, yeah, equal rights, equal…equal…equal…bullshit. Yes a woman CAN do some things a man can do, but how many of you actually realize how it is possible for you FEEL like you’ve conquered the man’s domain?  The standards men were upheld too had to be lowered.  Think about that…

We’re placing the safety and prosperity of our society in the hands of LOWER standards…would this be why things aren’t as well made as they used to be…when a man did it?

Thank God my father had the never to be oppressive [protective] and my mother had the wisdom not to leave him for that horrible [desired] quality.   My father showed me what qualities I needed to look for in a good man, and I got one.  My mother showed me how to treat a good man and he is so in love with me I never have to worry about him being unfaithful or abandoning me and my children.  This oppressive [moral] lifestyle makes me feel safe and secure…and surprise, surprise, it gives me the kind of loving and fulfilling relationship most women would give an arm to possess.

With all this oppression [protection] I have never been hit. I have never been raped.  My girls have never been hit. My girls have never been raped.  We are loved and GIVEN everything we need and a lot of what we want. We are safe because we have someone who has a vested interest in our personal safety looking out for us.  The only thing this man wants in return is for me to love him in the way he needs to be loved as a man.  I will not prescribe to anything that compromises my safety or the safety of his children. It would be a disgusting slap in the face for every ounce of sweat, blood and time he’s put into our well-being and security.

Do not call me a slut.  Do not call my daughters sluts.

If this is what women’s liberation and Modern feminism is all about, then count me out.
Thanks for the “liberation.”  You can take it back.

While you’re all still wondering why evil men are beating and raping you I will be safely at home with my loving husband who has more respect for me than to call me a slut.

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