Tuesday, January 17

2008 PSA

Attention members of the male species:
Women were not placed on this planet for your boyish amusement. We are not your disposable playthings. We are not a moist pink mouth, a round ass, soft skin, or lavender smelling hair. We are not here at your convenience for when you want to get-off, impress your friends, or talk about something over than video games and sports. We are more than that magical place between our thighs, more than dainty little things in dresses, more than something to do when bored.
What about all of this is so inherently difficult for creatures with two dangling appendages to comprehend?
Whether it’s a whore to screw or a damsel to rescue, women are always an object to men, an activity to pass the time, something to validate their own self worth. Here, in the year 2008, is this really how little progress we’ve made?
Let me stop there. This is not an impassioned commentary of current societal gender roles or a feminist, frenzied man bashing.
This is a plea, a simple plea from one human heart to another.

Prove me wrong. I am begging you.


 

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