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Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Is being a feminist unfeminine??
I've always been leery of dubbing myself a feminist because I didn't want to be perceived as a "ball buster", but now I say: SCREW THAT. I am a feminist, it's just part of who I am. And so what? There are worse things I can be (terrorist, pedophile, murderer, a blond LOL). So do you have to pick sides?? Either you are a proud flag-waving feminist or you are a total bimbo, idiot moron. Do women think they need to trade in their lipstick for combat boots; or the colour pink for black and camo?? It just doesn't have to be that way. I am a feminist, but I also just painted my nails with a fabulous shade of rosy, pink. I am a feminist but I also laugh at corny female stereotype jokes. Let's just relax people, I'm not gonna rip anyone a new one for choosing male pronouns instead of the more politically correct gender neutral options. I'm not going to pitch a fit every time I see a woman deliver her husband a plate of food. And I'm certainly not gonna let my panties get all knotted up over some slithery man staring at my tits. No, that's not how I roll. So relax...don't worry about it. But you should know that the last man who chose to stare at my lovely lady lumps instead of look me in the eye, is now enjoying a quiet life eating from a tube. I'm kidding of course, I'm too feminine to resort to violence.
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