The "women are the same as men" feminist lie did great damage to a generation of women. Put it down as one more reason not to trust radical feminist...
Feminists pushed the Sex Positive agenda, which seeks to end all moral judgements over sexual pairings regardless of age, sex, relation, marital status, number, or species, of partner(s).
If it feels good, do it. Do as thou will shall be the law of the land.
The culture was torn down as was the goal. Now it is time to sort out the victims. We saw the acid casualties of the sixties who are still struggling to cope, now we see the wonders it's done for divorce, relationships, and the family.
The self-centered "Me" generation never scoped the bigger picture, except when it came to socialist funding of a welfare state.
I would like to add, feminism has done incalculable damage to their children, their own (and others, but mainly their own).
This deserves a title: MY CHILDHOOD EXPERIENCE WITH FEMINISM.
My mother is an original radical feminist. I can still remember her sitting there with the Nancy Pelosi fist in the air half-shouting "I Am Woman!" when she got on her soapbox (I was in my mid 20's, that was in the '80s). I remember her berating me, dripping with contempt, when I was 5, 6, 7. Never when dad was home. And nothing physical. It was all psychological conditioning of the most unfortunate sort. Then she left for a liberal man and his three boys, which was in iteslf a giant psychological blow. Things were just getting warmed up.
What was she doing? Conditioning me to be weak, malleable, so she could establish a matriarchial caste system with the liberals and feminists in the new family which she sought to establish on the ruins of the two broken families, in a prime position to be domineering over basically me and my sister, and get her way all the time. I divided my time between her and dad, for 35 years. He and I didn't talk about this business at all but he was always and is a good man and has always been loyal to me. I wasn't easy to break, or condition, though she got away with far more than she should have, I put up a resistance at times but not enough. There is a natual affinity for one's own mother which gets in the way. And eventually there was the straw that broke the camel's back and she, though alive, is deader to me now than the proverbial doornail. I don't want to be informed when she gets sick, dies; I don't even want to be mentioned in her obituary or know where she's buried.
I'm conservative, and regard feminism as perverse, deviant. While some Christians regard the Anti-Christ as a person they are expecting to show up in a body and be a ruler, etc., etc., I regard the Anti-Christ as distributed, a collective, Naziism, Communism, Liberalism, any version of Islam that is not secular and assimilated western, Feminism. All Anti Christ. Since the health of the State depends on the health of the family unit, collectively, the threat feminism poses to families makes it a threat to national security.
My life was hell growing up. I am recovering from clinical depression, twenty years of it. I was misdiagnosed as learning disabled (who can pay attention in class and do homework when depressed like that?), and exhibited the behavior of discriminate reactive attachment disorder. It is a defense mechanism that means I didn't trust anyone and I protected myself by being completely self sufficient; I didn't go to anyone for friendship and if anyone came to me I discouraged them by being cold or obnoxious. This happens a lot to orphans. The divorce made a kind of orphan out of me. Thing is, when mom left, and because she wanted to leave, it was hard to imagine being good enough for others in society when I wasn't good enough for her. I do have some very good friends some of whom I met back then when things were difficult; they somehow managed to get through the wall.
I can tell you I went to good highschools, I was obviously not right and, still, everyone treated me kindly. I silently thank them often.
I married late in life, but I married a very good woman, two years younger, who is easy to get along with and has no political agendas or axes to grind.
I had no idea what was going on until the last three years. I was indoctrinated to accept the abuse, that I was last in line behind women, liberals, boys and men who were not biologically related to me, bugs, and dirt.
But the mind has a way of opening up when it is time, when it is ready, and reality that was just "the way it is," becomes the agent of outrage on a scale most normal people can scarcely imagine. Outrage at the massive lost opportunities of childhood, young adulthood, missed education, and massive transfers of her beneficence from her nuclear family to people who had no business receiving it as she had no business giving it to them.
I found the right questions, realized the right answers, and basically don't take that feminist SH1T anymore. I didn't blow up, or fly into a rage. I quietly exercise new policy in how I treat people. Now I have become an interesting version of the discriminate reactive attachment disorder, where it is no longer a disorder. It is now a tool under my control. I can see when I am in the presence of good people, and I do my best to give of myself to them and go to them, and accept them if they come to me. But my side of the family that is feminist, liberal, I don't have any use for them. Discriminate, reactive, attachment, order. Order, not a typo.
So I don't care who knows my story. Maybe someone is struggling within a feminist family caste system like mine and is at a loss. Maybe this information will accelerate the process to recognize the brainwashing. Because that is what feminism does to children, it programs them with the ideology that women are supreme (feminist supremacists) and that boys and men are like vermin. Much like Neo-Nazis do with Jews, Catholics, Blacks; and Islamists do with Jews and Christians (pigs and monkies); though not as overt; feminists operating within the family structure are far more subtle, nuanced, and absolutely exploit any natural love a child feels for that parent as a result of the biological relationship, and leverage guilt trips for all they are worth. It is a happy day when you just stop caring and don't feel guilty any more. Tossing off the phrase "tough" at her objection of anything, followed by a cold stare and crossed arms, becomes sport and her reaction fun to watch.
Interesting, my dad's side was the opposite. Every one, my cousins, uncles, some very Christian, just loves each other. There is no caste system, no status, no guilt trip, just get together, laugh, have a good time, part easy looking forward to the next time. Dad didn't know what a feminist was when he married my mother (feminism didn't really exist yet) and didn't notice any warning signs. When feminism came along, she went right for it. He's monogamus and never remarried. It might sound selfish but I am glad he never remarried. Having to watch him give his beneficence to that many more people not biologically related to me might have sent me down the drain.
Traditionally, when it was thought about, children have been regarded as the property of parents. I submit that parents are the property of the children and are not free to do whatever they like. Children have birthright property rights, not to be spoiled or anything like that, but to two parents, not any two parents, but those that concieved the child, and a good home. The only thing that should disrupt that is death. Till death do us part. And it'd be nice if the parents were just decent people with some common sense too.
Sort of proofread, soory for errors.
It’s hard to even quantify how much damage radical feminism has done to the people of this country.