(December 12, 2013 at 10:15 am)pineapplebunnybounce Wrote:(December 12, 2013 at 10:09 am)Lemonvariable72 Wrote: I never said I dislike feminism as a whole, or that I don't approve of women having groups to discuss and address women's issues, that's actually done a lot of good in the past. What irks me is first, when they say feminism is for equality for everyone, and then turn around call anyone that disagrees with them a mysgenistic pig that's a slave to the patriarchy.I'm sorry you're just making very general claims I cannot determine if those people who disagree are disagreeing because they really are misogynistic pigs or if they really have valid arguments. And I'm not sure when you say disagree you disagree with the fact that feminism is working towards equality or with the methods they employ. So I really don't know how to comment. But it's logically impossible to bring equality to only one group of people, by granting women rights that only men used to have, men and women are now more equal than they were in the past.
Yes I'm being general. That is what happens all the time though, even if you look back at the comments in this thread earlier (not by you obviously) you may see some of it. What I disagree with is the idea feminists are working towards equality, I find that hard to buy and there is no evidence for it that at all. What they work is more rights for women.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
