Notice that they never did a “Slut Walk” through Dearborn, Michigan? They only did them through comparatively friendly areas.
The “everyone gets a trophy and everyone is beautiful” phenomenon is the direct cause of my own personal pet-peeve: 300lb women wearing yoga pants.
Then they want to shame you for noticing at the gym. Suggest any modesty and they accuse you of wanting them back in button up collars and veils on their faces. There is nothing but extremes in their minds. There is no reasoning once they have fixed their position, no matter how ridiculous. It was said that if Trump came out as pro oxygen, liberals would suffocate themselves.
Hmmm….
The author makes some good points. But he also reminds me little of the Shariah police in Islamic countries, walking the streets looking for any woman who doesn’t have a veil covering her face.
It’s a free country. You wanna wear stupid clothes, go right ahead. But don’t take your shoes off in a theater. Because then your smelly feet are infringing on my right to enjoy a movie.
Living in Florida, it seems like people try to wear the least amount of clothing they can get away with.
At the beach is bad enough, but going to a restaurant or Walmart some people wear what we refer to as ‘butt-floss’ thongs, even guys, mostly gays.................
Incivility may be the price of freedom when cultural and religious customs and standards are held in such low regard.
I try to keep up my cultural and religious standards.
A pervert is a pervert.
“Misgendering” is a favored and amusing pastime.
And a tattoo on female is a tramp stamp.
I’m seventy. A lifetime of observation tells me unless you are looking for a fight or getting shot, keep your interactions with strangers to a “polite” minimum. The people you would be most likely to “shame” are the ones most likely to bust your teeth out.
Many years ago, a middle aged couple pulled up in front of our house and started making out like they were making a porn movie.
There were lots of little kids including mine.
I felt that if I went out there and said something, they’d just sneer at me. Then on inspiration, I yelled out the window “Can I sell tickets???”
The lady stiffened right up, lips pursed, all huffy looking, looking like she’d been sucking on a lemon as the guy pulled right away.
Powerful too, mockery.
I get that. Young women grow up now thinking “feminism” means whatever much or little you want to work or in any other environment. They’ve been fed films from Pretty Woman to Anora. And they are inundated with online influencers making it big on Only Fans.
Somehow we went WAY overboard swinging the pendulum.
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Bringing back shame, in its basic form, would be a nice start.
Start with my kids college campus.
Up before the Flesh Parade...
The pretty faces...
The bedroom eyes...
The pouting lips.
The longing thighs say “Come in for a night, you won’t
regret it - but don’t make any plans”.
She likes a man, but a hand is just as effective.
A mutual need. No need to talk. No moonlit walks, no
sun-drenched beaches.
Just a bed and just an alarm clock that says your time
is up.
Go find another body (boy, girl) in the Flesh Parade.
The line-up never changes. And, sure, nobody’s perfect. Just good at perfect crimes.
We have the standard phrases; ask the time. How about
the weather? Don’t care about the sports. My only interest is your mind.
(Got the time for a grind in the Flesh Parade?)
Okay so some of the way this is worded is cringe but I agree wholeheartedly with the premise. This was always going to be the case and I just don’t understand why women can’t see it.
It's far more difficult (and dangerous) to walk through a world where men and women wear costumes that hide their true identity.
Jane you ignorant slut