i’m sorry that to most people i look white and i’m a man and a lot of people can’t tell that i’m gay and that i sometimes have opinions about other people and that sometimes they involve other races and communities to which i do not belong, even when they come from love and respect, because it was made clear to me just now that it’s none of my business and i’m only allowed to have opinions about the boxes society has placed me in and that’s the way it’s gonna be until i die.
this reaction is exactly the reason why we just need to eliminate the male sex already. y’all are a bunch of entitled babies.
“wah, that woman of colour told me that she doesn’t want to hear my opinion on her life! that’s so mean!” “wah! why don’t people get that when i tell them what to do with their lives it’s coming from a place of love and respect?!?!” “wah! why do i have to just live a life of immense privilege without also getting to tell other people how to live their lives? NOT FAIR!”
yesterday i was in the park with a dear friend of mine and we were stared at by like 15 men, and harassed by one. and that’s actually a pretty low number! but, it’s to the point where i can’t (slash most women can’t!) even enjoy time with a friend in public because men can’t even control themselves AT ALL! what do men even do these days that is worthwhile? or, to be more generous, what do men even do these days that is not horribly destructive to others around them!? NOTHING! they take up resources and space and give nothing but toxicity back. i actually literally cannot think of a single reason why men should exist anymore. ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh god, i know i’m in a bad mood and it’s just so fucking hot and i haven’t stopped sweating in like 2 and a half days because it’s so stupidly hot, but can men just all go away now? can you all just go away and never come back? please?
this is so A+. (to #hijack: this also reminds me that one of the last things i ever yelled at my ex-boyfriend, at the end of my hyper-articulate tirade on every single reason he was an incompetent romantic partner: “WHAT IS YOUR POINT? SERIOUSLY, WHAT IS YOUR POINT?” like, in life. aliza and i wrote this quotation down months ago in case we needed it for art projects.)