Mansplain
Does the old man at the counter tell you to “smile sweetheart” as he pours your accomplishments into beautiful bowed boxes? Do the group of guys on the street heckle and low whistle as you walk by? Did that guy on the train..the stranger you have never met, try to tell you how you need to, are supposed to, should absolutely be doing this that and the other to run your life in a successful way?
Then congratulations, you’ve just been demoralized, hypersexualized, and disregarded for your gender. What fun!
Oh What fun it can be to attend a business conference as an equal, only to be spoken to as a child. The subtle art of mansplaining really knows know limits. There are few experiences more rewarding than being in the same business school as the other assholes in the room, getting better grades and larger accolades the entire time but still being mistaken for the coffee girl. What a special joy to be invited to an awards ceremony honoring YOU and YOUR business, accompanied by your husband; only for everyone in the room to congratulate HIM on how much effort this must have all taken to achieve so much.
Then congratulations, you’ve just been demoralized, hypersexualized, and disregarded for your gender. What fun!
Have you been in situations where your breast size is valued more than your IQ? where old white men decide the fate of your body, and assault goes hand in hand with the dress you decided to wear that day?
Then congratulations, you’ve just been demoralized, hypersexualized, and disregarded for your gender. What fun!
Slut shamed, cocks teased, egos bruised, divine feminine destroyed. Broken hymen’s, hypocritical sermons, men in power, women in kitchens. Barefoot, pregnant, broken, bruised, underdeveloped, over exaggerate your tales of sexual prowess so that we KNOW that when you give it to us, that it’s good..it’s so so so so good and she loves it. She loves it..She loves it!!!!!!!! SHE LOVES IT!!!! YES!
Congratulations, you’ve just been demoralized, hypersexualized, and disregarded for your gender. What fun!
Are you so filled with rage and fire and fierceness that it’s sweeping from your pores and burns in your belly too bright where a small hiccup produces a fire fountain like a dragon that’s been caged for a century? Let it all fucking burn. Burn bright. Burn it down. Let the flames consume them all. All of them. And remember: Insecure, upper class republican white males burn the brightest!
Fury. Fury. Fury. Rage and murder.
Congratulations, you’ve just been demoralized, hypersexualized, and disregarded for your gender. What fun!
No I don’t want to date you, I wouldn’t even let you work for me. Yes, i made more in an hour than you made in a month. Please put that cock away or PLEASE let someone mistake it for a hitchhikers thumb to hail me a taxi out of this nightmare. I am not here to please you, suck you, Fuck you, or be nice to you. I am not at the club for your pleasure or your entertainment of which these things you are neither. And No, you cannot buy me a Drink.
Save your drink.
I’ll take the money instead.
Oh and congratulations, you’ve just been demoralized, hypersexualized, and disregarded for your gender. What fun!
Does the old man at the counter tell you to “smile sweetheart” as he pours your accomplishments into beautiful bowed boxes? Do the group of guys on the street heckle and low whistle as you walk by? Did that guy on the train..the stranger you have never met, try to tell you how you need to, are supposed to, should absolutely be doing this that and the other to run your life in a successful way?
Then congratulations, you’ve just been demoralized, hypersexualized, and disregarded for your gender. What fun!
Oh What fun it can be to attend a business conference as an equal, only to be spoken to as a child. The subtle art of mansplaining really knows know limits. There are few experiences more rewarding than being in the same business school as the other assholes in the room, getting better grades and larger accolades the entire time but still being mistaken for the coffee girl. What a special joy to be invited to an awards ceremony honoring YOU and YOUR business, accompanied by your husband; only for everyone in the room to congratulate HIM on how much effort this must have all taken to achieve so much.
Then congratulations, you’ve just been demoralized, hypersexualized, and disregarded for your gender. What fun!
Have you been in situations where your breast size is valued more than your IQ? where old white men decide the fate of your body, and assault goes hand in hand with the dress you decided to wear that day?
Then congratulations, you’ve just been demoralized, hypersexualized, and disregarded for your gender. What fun!
Slut shamed, cocks teased, egos bruised, divine feminine destroyed. Broken hymen’s, hypocritical sermons, men in power, women in kitchens. Barefoot, pregnant, broken, bruised, underdeveloped, over exaggerate your tales of sexual prowess so that we KNOW that when you give it to us, that it’s good..it’s so so so so good and she loves it. She loves it..She loves it!!!!!!!! SHE LOVES IT!!!! YES!
Congratulations, you’ve just been demoralized, hypersexualized, and disregarded for your gender. What fun!
Are you so filled with rage and fire and fierceness that it’s sweeping from your pores and burns in your belly too bright where a small hiccup produces a fire fountain like a dragon that’s been caged for a century? Let it all fucking burn. Burn bright. Burn it down. Let the flames consume them all. All of them. And remember: Insecure, upper class republican white males burn the brightest!
Fury. Fury. Fury. Rage and murder.
Congratulations, you’ve just been demoralized, hypersexualized, and disregarded for your gender. What fun!
No I don’t want to date you, I wouldn’t even let you work for me. Yes, i made more in an hour than you made in a month. Please put that cock away or PLEASE let someone mistake it for a hitchhikers thumb to hail me a taxi out of this nightmare. I am not here to please you, suck you, Fuck you, or be nice to you. I am not at the club for your pleasure or your entertainment of which these things you are neither. And No, you cannot buy me a Drink.
Save your drink.
I’ll take the money instead.
Oh and congratulations, you’ve just been demoralized, hypersexualized, and disregarded for your gender. What fun!
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