We have a little over a month until Joey and Timber-Ky's Wedding, lots of wedding planning, shopping, etc has been going on this month.
School is another thing.. Rachel dropped her one class so now I don't have a buddy to ride to school with. But so far school is going great.
Working as usual..... I have now gained more hours and I'm working everyday now. Which is awesome, but still not enough for me. So if anyone knows of anywhere hiring let me know :)
and most importantly the countdown for my birthday ;) Not really sure why I am SO excited for my birthday this year??! I haven't been this excited for a birthday since I was like 9!! probably because it's the big 2-0!!! I can't wait.... hopefully the weekend and the special day will be filled with lots of fun, right friends?? ;) As of today there are 21 days until the big day.
This weekend was a lot of fun actually.... Friday night I was 5th wheelin it, but for some odd reason I was okay with it for once?! weird. I know. We went to the pie, watched 'The Takers' (which is absolutely amazing by the way) and went bowling! We had a blast and it was so much fun to finally go out and do something!!
Saturday my friend Meagan and I went out to lunch and had some girl time! Girl time for me, is very important, but is very hard for me to have because I don't have any girl friends. In high school I was totally okay with it, but as I get older the more and more I realize I need those girl friends. Saturday night, we went on a double! Dave and I went with Meagan and her husband to dinner and a movie! It was so much fun!! unfortunately I didn't take any pictures :(
'Worthless Women and the Men Who Make Them'
How do I put into words a concept that after weeks of pondering, and multiple attempts at writing, I can still only try to wrap my brain around? A concept that I feel, but struggle to put into proper and coherent thought. A concept in which I believe, yet it's difficult to surmise the fact that I actually believe it.
I honestly don't know. But I am going to try. For my own benefit, if for no other reason. This is at least my eighth attempt at putting this together, and I'm still unsure if I have properly articulated what I feel needs to be said today.
Strong words do need to be said, though. Please hear me through to the end. I cannot promise you will agree, but I can promise that you will be compelled to ponder some important things. Things that some of you may think impossible, Utopian, or unnatural. Things that may make some angry. But please. Read through to the end. I believe most of you will agree with what I have to say. Most of you will see the vision of this message. And that vision will spark conversation. That conversation will spark desire. And that desire will spark the beginning of change.
This is my sincere hope, anyway.
Because we have a problem.
Women are ugly.
Women are fat.
Women are bad mothers. Women are bad wives. Women are bad daughters.
Women are lousy cooks. Women don't keep their houses clean enough.
Women have too much cellulite in their thighs. Their abdomens are too flabby. Their under-arms are too Jell-oesque.
Women are terrible singers. They are terrible dancers. They are terrible public speakers.
Women are stupid. Women are scatter-brained.
Women are weak. They are powerless. They are defenseless.
Women don't dress well enough. They don't have clear enough complexions. They have too many freckles.
Women don't have full enough lips. They don't have skin that is soft enough.
Women are too dominant. Women are too passive.
Women are too mean. Women are too nice. Women are nothing but doormats.
Women aren't good enough. Women will never be good enough.
Women are, simply put, worthless.
Yes, they are all these things. If, that is, I am to believe the very words that are constantly being spoken by women themselves (which I don't). These are their words. And I've heard them declared again. And again. And again. To me, to other men, to other women, and for all I know to their pets and plants.
Worthless. What a concept. To hold no value. To be less desirable than a can of dirt. Are you freaking kidding me? Every single statement of this list, including the worthless comment, was a declaration that at least one woman has made to me, for whatever reason. I bet there isn't a statement above that we all haven't heard at least once; most likely hundreds or thousands of times. Why would any of these horrible, degrading beliefs spill across the lips of any woman?
What hurts me the most is that most of things have been said to me by more women than I would care to count. Get real for a moment, ladies. How many of these statements have you yourself said or thought? Be honest. Go through the list, one by one, and admit to the number. I'm genuinely curious. I'm genuinely sick about it. How many of them have your said or though just since you got out of bed this morning?
I am upset, but I'm not really angry at you. Just frustrated. Just sad. I understand the reason you constantly let slip these damaging statements. I understand the reason why you acutally believe these things. I understand the real reason you feel this way. And the real reason breaks my heart.
Because of that, my message today is not directed at you. It is written to the men of this world. Guys... it is our fault. The blame lies with us. And frankly, I think a man is the one who needs to point a finger and begin a conversation that could actually fix this problem.
I pray to God that every person who read this forwards it to every man that they know, and that even a sliver of those men take a moment to read what I am about to say, because it's time that the men of this world make a change. It's time we make a bold declaration against everything we've ever been taught. It's time we go against the grain for the sake of our precious and incredible counterparts.
I ask you seriously, men. Do we not realize what we have done to the women of this world? Do we not recognize the atrocities we have committed? We have destroyed the very beauty that women are.
We've replaced that beauty with a standard that is, and always will be, impossible for them to hit. We've decided what the perfect legs are. We've decided what the perfect body is. We've decided what the perfect breasts are to be shaped like. We've decided what the perfect face, skin, butt, and neck should be. And we've mad no hesitations to boldly let it be known.
We declare it, and we do so with the little care for the tender women standing beside us.
And, of course, with each declaration, women hate themselves more. With each declaration, women get further and further from beautiful. With each declaration, more and more of our women willingly place themselves beneath the scalpels of so-called "doctors" who cut apart and reshape their already gorgeous bodies into something different. Why?
Because. They can't be all of it. Not naturally. No woman can be all of it. No woman can possible have the perfect everything and be the perfect everything. It is impossible, of that I have never been so certain.
Now, you may be naively sitting there thinking, I don't declare that. I tell women they are amazing. That they are beautiful. That there is nothing wrong with them.
Do you not understand? It doesn't take opening your mouth to propound these things. It doesn't take flapping your lips to make a statement. It doesn't take verbal anything to spread this vicious ideology.
All it takes is you and me, stopping and looking.
He goes on and on.... it's really good and I think that all of you should go online and read the rest of this article.
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