Will has a theory
There’s that misogyny.
Uh huh, a flutter of the eyelashes, that’s us – we’re all Scarlett O’Hara. Just look at all those women fluttering their eyelashes and pleading for protection. The nerve of them.
Tip Jar
There’s that misogyny.
Uh huh, a flutter of the eyelashes, that’s us – we’re all Scarlett O’Hara. Just look at all those women fluttering their eyelashes and pleading for protection. The nerve of them.
Someone who only understands womanhood as a sexual fetish is completely incapable of seeing femaleness as fundamentally just a happenstance of birth. He can only understand the idea of being a woman in comparison to being a man, and project on all women the perverse choice he made to live a fetish as the principal factor of his identity. He cannot see woman just being normal, living their life, making rational choices in response to options, sharing their lives and taking care of their own. He can only see, or imagine, abject coquettishness at all times; for him, femaleness only exists as a response to maleness, and women are just adornments for men.
Dude, these are just happy women, that’s all. Maybe it looks so strange to you, so incomprehensible, because whenever you’re around, being a creepy dick, they’re not happy.
That sounds right. It’s utterly incomprehensible to me.
Indeed. Of all the women I’ve known in my life I have had eyes fluttered at me precisely once. That was when a very independent woman I knew well was struggling with a task that she and I both knew was well within her capabilities. After a bit I sweetly asked if I could rescue her. She fluttered her eyelids at me in what I’m guessing was morse code for ‘fuck off noddy’. She completed the task shortly after. Willoughby needs to spend some time with real women, who are not being paid to appear vulnerable and helpless.
The only time I’ve ever fluttered my eyelashes at a man, it was because I wanted him to GET THE HABANERO SEED OUT OF MY EYE, THANK YOU EVER SO MUCH.
Piglet, you’re made of sterner stuff than me. If I had a habanero seed in my eye, fluttering wouldn’t begin to describe it.
It takes a special kind of bad faith to see menace in that happy photo.
Rob, the eyelid was fluttering, while the mouth was swearing. Rather creative swearing, if I do say so myself.
This guy doesn’t even seem to know many men. I know a LOT of men who believe women are capable of being cruel and the aggressor. Some of them think this is the normal mode for women, because they read it that way whenever a woman disagrees with them, or in any other way asserts her independence.
Willoughby needs to get out more.
A bunch of angry bitter harridans who, er . . . are really good at . . . fluttering.
Some things don’t change even if they get a remix.
He repeatedly makes it clear that he doesn’t see half the human race as being composed of actual humans.
James Garnett, my eyes blurred over from too much grading, and I read that as “He repeatedly makes it clear that he sees half the human race as being compost for actual humans”.
I look at that crowd and it’s quite plain to me that that the only reason they’re happy is to make trans people sad.
Wolf in sheep’s clothing is the lens TRA’s see the world through. Can’t imagine why.
I suppose part of denying one’s own reality entails denying everyone else’s too.