Take Back The Asshole

I have to admit that I am a bit frustrated with the one-sided facade that is often adopted by some supposed “pro-woman” factions. I spent most of my college life being absolutely shunned and made to feel like crap by other women who purported to be “pro-woman”. These women had a problem with how I dressed. They had a problem with the music I listened to. They had a problem with my palm pilot. Some even had a problem with me because I choose to see men as equal.

College is not much more than a ball of painful memories for me. Most of those memories have to do with other women who subscribed to “empowerment”. High points of my college career:

1. A classmate cornered me and yelled at me for 10 minutes about how I was hurting women by dating men.

2. I had to take a senior seminar on Barbie as Cultural Icon. We spent the entire class listening to uninformed kneejerk reactions of our professor. (For example, she insisted that rocket ships were offensive to women because they were not shaped like vaginas. She also explained to us tha our Vagina was our “yoni” and we should look at it more often. WTF. Also, she insisted that this female singer called “Dildo” was offensive. She couldn’t even get Dido’s name right and knew nothing about her, but felt OK with condemning her.)

3. These women had no problem protesting violence against women, but I was shot down and humiliated for attempting to get a self defense class together at the Women’s Concerns house. It was so bad that I never returned to the premises.

It seems to me that unless you wear long skirts, wear cat eye glasses, make crafts, listen to folk and visit vintage shops, you are nothing in the eyes of this type of woman. Now, of course there is nothing wrong with any of these things or even if you enjoy all of them. What is wrong is condemning someone for deviating from this rigid shell. It is as if the false visage of an empowered woman has designed it’s own clown suit. You must wear the clown suit, or they consider you the devil. You must become a clown that stands for the opposite of the other clowns that pissed you off in the first place.

I had just had enough. I was glad to get out of college with my degree. None of this shit is empowerment. Making other people feel bad is not a good thing.

What is true empowerment? I have grown to hate the word “empowerment”, so lets just say that REAL ULTIMATE POWAR is not caring what the hell you wear. REAL ULTIMATE POWAR is not caring what other people think of you. Just buy shit that you like and make your own decisions. Stop hating shit. Life is more complicated than that. Don’t judge other people based on what your friends tell you. Get to know them first and make your own decision.

It’s easy to be an asshole. Real strength is your ability to not be a dickweasel. And besides…