Oh Feminists
Until I re-stumbled upon a friend's journal, I had entirely forgotten that people like Hampshire's feministas existed. Apparently some sensible young man had tried to go onto a livejournal community called "Feminist Rage" (I'm sure you can see where this is going) and tried to identify and empathize with them, showing that not ALL men are evil, etc. Apparently he was thoroughly hated and railed against. Clearly he hadn't quite realized just yet that there are irrational people out there with whom one simply cannot reason. I was thoroughly amused and greatly saddened for the young man: he had no idea at all, poor chap, what he was getting in to. Really, there should be this giant warning given to all right-minded men saying, "If she calls herself a feminist, STAY AWAY. You'll piss her off no matter what you do. Concern is condescending; apathy is abominable. So just don't try to use your man brain and rationalize something that is pure vicious emotion, like angry feminism."
And then we wonder how men have such disdain for women. I can't help but think that radical feminism alienates as many men as patriarchal values do women.
This part might come as a shocker: I tried to leave an, "Oh you silly feminists" comment and was subsequently banned. Same old John. Glad to know there are constants in life, right?
I'm starting work on a new play, and yet I haven't actually written it yet. It's all up there in my head, like so many other uncompleted masterpieces. I now understand why so many writers have benefactors: I have neither the time nor the energy to write while at school. I have 4 hours of school and then 5+ hours of long, tedious work, and not enough sleep on top of it all. When I'm working and firing on all writing cylinders, I sleep about 11 hours a day, write for 8, and spend the rest enjoying myself. That's what I need. When I'm working, I'm twice as happy as when I'm not.
Well, who knows. Maybe when school ends in March things will pick up! That company wants to do one my plays, after all, although I'm going to try to convince them to do Rose instead, because that's more of the play that I want to write than Royal Flush a British farce a la "Fawlty Towers" or P.G. Wodehouse. Hmmm...
You know what's beautiful? Chopin's 11th nocturne in G minor. I wonder if I can get it as a ring tone...
And then we wonder how men have such disdain for women. I can't help but think that radical feminism alienates as many men as patriarchal values do women.
This part might come as a shocker: I tried to leave an, "Oh you silly feminists" comment and was subsequently banned. Same old John. Glad to know there are constants in life, right?
I'm starting work on a new play, and yet I haven't actually written it yet. It's all up there in my head, like so many other uncompleted masterpieces. I now understand why so many writers have benefactors: I have neither the time nor the energy to write while at school. I have 4 hours of school and then 5+ hours of long, tedious work, and not enough sleep on top of it all. When I'm working and firing on all writing cylinders, I sleep about 11 hours a day, write for 8, and spend the rest enjoying myself. That's what I need. When I'm working, I'm twice as happy as when I'm not.
Well, who knows. Maybe when school ends in March things will pick up! That company wants to do one my plays, after all, although I'm going to try to convince them to do Rose instead, because that's more of the play that I want to write than Royal Flush a British farce a la "Fawlty Towers" or P.G. Wodehouse. Hmmm...
You know what's beautiful? Chopin's 11th nocturne in G minor. I wonder if I can get it as a ring tone...