the tantrums were on full force. the sheer audacity of that dangerous and powerful privilege of the white wealthy male who's had his back covered his entire life. i watched in total disgust. this is where i'm at too sister and i hear you, and i am the choir, but we are not alone.
i hope they hear this over and over again:
And I'm tired of hearing about the good guys but so rarely hearing from them. How are you helping? Are you standing up? Are you educating yourselves, doing your own emotional labor? Are you speaking out against the horrible ones? Do you raise up your voice when men say nasty things? Do you believe women when they come to you? What are you doing to smash the patriarchy? I'm tired of protecting fragile male egos, and I sure as fuck don't give two shits about reputation. We are dying out here. Big the fuck up, guys.
this this this. the fragile male egos need to get past their emotions and start believing us, start believing us with both feet on the ground taking a stand. much love your way <3
I've taken quite a hit with all this business. It's left me barely keeping depression at bay. It's taking all I've got to keep my head above water. While I'm encouraged by their terror at watching their privilege slip from their hands, it's just that much more disappointing to watch them lie and cheat to get their way once again. I'm so done with it, and it's just never fucking ending.