Monday, 24 August 2015

Passive Acceptance/Active Fight

Apart from the fact that the situations that are currently making me growl reek of victim-blaming, some people seem quite eager to roll over and welcome barbarians in their beds - or tell others to shut up and 'take it, coz that's life and you can't change it'.
If I were in a war zone, things would get nasty (let's face it, I'd kill - and may end up being killed for being unsubmissive [Pretty normal with my DNA]). When I read bipeds saying that people should flee instead of fighting when some genitalia-deprived plonkers invade somewhere, that makes my blood boil, and I always want to ask them how they'd like it if the aforementioned plonkers landed in their boring suburbs.
As well, we're getting more and more articles describing what women (of all ages, shape, colour and styles) have to go through when they go outside. Then, you get bipeds suggesting to:
- ignore the genitalia-deprived heckling plonkers
- get a life, coz that's not important
- stop whingeing
- stop complaining coz men have it tough, too (writer's note: we're not denying this, you bloody owner of just three brain cells, so will you stop changing the topic and bringing the focus back on you, you, and you)
- avoid any kind of confrontation with the genitalia-deprived heckling plonkers, coz that could be dangerous
That last point makes me sooooooooooooooo angry. What am I supposed to do if a huge bloke decides that he's got the right to grope me? Thank him? Walk away?
Sorry (still just being well-educated), but if anyone thinks that he (or she - I'm all for full equality) can touch me without permission, I'll fight back. You groped my boobs? Fine, kiss your hazelnuts goodbye. That's fair trade in my book.
I can imagine bipeds thinking 'but it's dangerous!' or 'but you'd be breaking the law!'. Sorry (points to three lines above), but I'm just defending myself, and I shan't roll over for anyone (yes, that's would potentially get me in trouble, but with each passing year, my fangs grow longer and my allergy to stupidity lasts for twelve months a year; I can't help it).
I know it's easier to avoid conflicts (each situation needs to be analysed, and choices need to be made accordingly), but sometimes one needs to stand up to bullies and re-educate them (with a poker if need be).

Gosh! In a few decades (if I'm not run over by a text-sending driver), I'm going to be quite a growling old lass.

PS: I wrote this last week, but I didn't have time to edit it until tonight (and I'm so tired that there might still be a few silly things here and there), and I'm quite happy that five men on a train have just demonstrated that doing nothing isn't going to help in any way.

2 comments:

Ruan Peat said...

Why should women dress and act to appease men who can't or won't control their own urges! if women did this, men would not be happy bunnies!!!! worst for me at the moment is this thing called Banter! what is banter, an excuse to call some one names, be rude or crude about their clothes, their life and then finish it with 'its only banter, no need to get upset!' Only Banter! what utter shite, you need to respect other people and not excuse a whole chunk of life down to banter, grow up. be responsible for your own actions, being in a group, the main man or having the banter is not a reason to be rude or shallow. grow up, grow a pair, use the space between your ears not your thighs!
Climbs off Dru's soap box in apology!

Lanor said...

*hugs* You're welcome on the box, Dear!
Ah, yea... 'banter' the current form of 'I'm joking (so don't start growling)'. That bugs me beyond words coz that's a way to *pretend* not to be serious and mean what you've just said.
We really have too many eternal teens still living in their caves around... ô.O