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"...Misogynists are not born they are made.
Once, a long time ago when the world was young, I loved women with all my heart and
soul. I grew up among strong competent women who understood that all living things
need to be taken care of and will flourish if that happens. The men I grew up with knew
that as well. Everyone knew that people must live and work together and find ways to
cooperate and just deal with the inevitable differences that arise and keep them in
perspective. They knew that people are not perfect, but that most of them try to be as
good as they can manage. They took the measure of a person in wholeness, and if
there was more good than bad to a person, they accepted that person's faults as being
part of the package which was still valuable, if a bit flawed. After all, nobody really is
perfect. We all knew that.
Then, something happened. And that something was called feminism. I remember the
early days of the movement when it was called "Women's Liberation" which was a high
sounding and noble cause in a country which is founded on a document which cites
liberty as one of 3 inalienable rights that every person has. No one with a sense of
fairness and an understanding of civics could be against women being liberated and
treated fairly. And, there was also the promise that some of the ways men were being
treated unfairly would change along with it.
And, as the old joke goes: if you believe that one, then I have some lakefront property in
the Mojave Desert I'd like to talk to you about.
I learned very quickly that feminism wasn't about liberating PEOPLE from their previously
too restrictive roles which were assigned to them based on the plumbing they displayed
at birth, but rather was founded on a number of absolute falsehoods which had nothing
to do with freedom, equality, or fairness. The fundamental premise that men had MORE
power, not just a different kind of power and in a different area of society as a whole, but
MORE power in a complete and absolute sense was something that I vehemently
disagreed with. I could come up with thousands of examples of circumstances in which
women had more power than men did. And in every example they gave of where men did
have any power, I could easily point out the uneven distribution of power among men,
and how a few men at the top of the wealth/influence pyramid had a lot of power, but that
the vast majority of men had very little.
The strangest thing was that most of the situations in which I was being told I had or was
exercising "power" seemed absolutely ridiculous to me. When I was a college freshman,
one day I was walking across campus toward the student union. I reached the door
about a half step ahead of a female student so, as I had been brought up to do, I
hastened my last couple of steps and held the door open for her. Instead of the smile
and nod that I had been used to in response to such simple acts of social courtesy, she
flew into a rage and started screaming at me about how what a male chauvinist PIG I was,
that she was perfectly capable of opening that door for herself and didn't need any g--
damned MAN to do it for her, and kicked me in the knee.
"Shock" is a totally inadequate word to describe my response.
I was at a loss to understand any of her reaction. She couldn't have been any more
totally, completely, and absolutely wrong about my motivations and purposes. I instantly
assigned her to the categories of "mentally defective", "hate filled", and female. Over the
next several years, a lot of women joined her company.
A couple of years later, a woman that I was dating described her feminist "consciousness
raising" group as consisting of "perfectly satisfying man hating sessions." Again, I was
bewildered. I asked why she found hating me(n) so "perfectly satisfying". I don't
remember the answer she gave, but she soon proved to me just how true that statement
was of her. Like the knee-kicker in response to having a door opened, it seemed that
anything and everything I did was proof that I deserved her hatred and rancor. At least
10 years later, she called me out of the blue to apologize. She said she realized that she
had just gotten swept up in a group consciousness of hatred and had finally realized
what had happened and that I had not deserved the bile she had spewed on me.
It was, I suppose, better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick, but it was too little and
too late. Because, by then I had encountered so many other women who acted in pretty
much the same way that it had simply become part of my view of what women were.
Somewhere, deep down inside, either hidden or proudly displayed, women hated men.
Women came in a variety of sizes and shapes, most had breasts and female genitals, but
they all seemed to come with a hatred and fundamental contempt for men. One woman I
dated while Jimmy Carter was still president, spoke of "my hatred of men" in the same
mattter-of-fact tone that she might say "my nose". It was just an integral part of her.
Needless to say, this presented me with a significant paradox and source of internal
conflict. Being a healthy heterosexual male, I had the natural and universal desire that
men have to have a love relationship with a woman. But, how is it possible to love
someone that returns hate for that love?
So, over time I began to develop a wary distrustful posture toward women. I still dated
them, but I had become so conditioned to expect hatred from them that I simply accepted
it as part of the price I had to pay in order to be involved with one. My desire for a
relationship was still strong, but was opposed by a distrust and unwillingness to let
someone who hated me get the upper hand over me. Thus, in my mind the concept of
"commitment" became one and the same as "trapped in a relationship with someone who
hates me." I was indeed one of those men who "wouldn't make a commitment."
The worst part of this, for me, is that it blinded me to the warning signals of some truly
sick personalities. The hostility which I had become accustomed to enduring from women
became only a matter of degree - greater or lesser. And, with a baseline of being kicked
in the knee for the courtesy of opening a door, and learning how "satisfying" man hating
is to some women, I had no yardstick to sort out the seriously sick and deranged women
from any of the rest. As a result, I ended up in some relationships that were truly horrible
and very damaging to me. And, of course, each of these left scars which over time built
up so much emotional scar tissue that I began to lose all the positive feelings I once had
for women.
That is the personal side. And, I won't bore you with the details of all the stories. But,
there eventually got to be so many that I developed the attitude that the question was not
"whether" a woman would burn me if let her get close enough to do so, but "when" and
"how soon" it would happen. ..."
Part -2-
"...Misogynists are not born they are made.
Once, a long time ago when the world was young, I loved women with all my heart and
soul. I grew up among strong competent women who understood that all living things
need to be taken care of and will flourish if that happens. The men I grew up with knew
that as well. Everyone knew that people must live and work together and find ways to
cooperate and just deal with the inevitable differences that arise and keep them in
perspective. They knew that people are not perfect, but that most of them try to be as
good as they can manage. They took the measure of a person in wholeness, and if
there was more good than bad to a person, they accepted that person's faults as being
part of the package which was still valuable, if a bit flawed. After all, nobody really is
perfect. We all knew that.
Then, something happened. And that something was called feminism. I remember the
early days of the movement when it was called "Women's Liberation" which was a high
sounding and noble cause in a country which is founded on a document which cites
liberty as one of 3 inalienable rights that every person has. No one with a sense of
fairness and an understanding of civics could be against women being liberated and
treated fairly. And, there was also the promise that some of the ways men were being
treated unfairly would change along with it.
And, as the old joke goes: if you believe that one, then I have some lakefront property in
the Mojave Desert I'd like to talk to you about.
I learned very quickly that feminism wasn't about liberating PEOPLE from their previously
too restrictive roles which were assigned to them based on the plumbing they displayed
at birth, but rather was founded on a number of absolute falsehoods which had nothing
to do with freedom, equality, or fairness. The fundamental premise that men had MORE
power, not just a different kind of power and in a different area of society as a whole, but
MORE power in a complete and absolute sense was something that I vehemently
disagreed with. I could come up with thousands of examples of circumstances in which
women had more power than men did. And in every example they gave of where men did
have any power, I could easily point out the uneven distribution of power among men,
and how a few men at the top of the wealth/influence pyramid had a lot of power, but that
the vast majority of men had very little.
The strangest thing was that most of the situations in which I was being told I had or was
exercising "power" seemed absolutely ridiculous to me. When I was a college freshman,
one day I was walking across campus toward the student union. I reached the door
about a half step ahead of a female student so, as I had been brought up to do, I
hastened my last couple of steps and held the door open for her. Instead of the smile
and nod that I had been used to in response to such simple acts of social courtesy, she
flew into a rage and started screaming at me about how what a male chauvinist PIG I was,
that she was perfectly capable of opening that door for herself and didn't need any g--
damned MAN to do it for her, and kicked me in the knee.
"Shock" is a totally inadequate word to describe my response.
I was at a loss to understand any of her reaction. She couldn't have been any more
totally, completely, and absolutely wrong about my motivations and purposes. I instantly
assigned her to the categories of "mentally defective", "hate filled", and female. Over the
next several years, a lot of women joined her company.
A couple of years later, a woman that I was dating described her feminist "consciousness
raising" group as consisting of "perfectly satisfying man hating sessions." Again, I was
bewildered. I asked why she found hating me(n) so "perfectly satisfying". I don't
remember the answer she gave, but she soon proved to me just how true that statement
was of her. Like the knee-kicker in response to having a door opened, it seemed that
anything and everything I did was proof that I deserved her hatred and rancor. At least
10 years later, she called me out of the blue to apologize. She said she realized that she
had just gotten swept up in a group consciousness of hatred and had finally realized
what had happened and that I had not deserved the bile she had spewed on me.
It was, I suppose, better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick, but it was too little and
too late. Because, by then I had encountered so many other women who acted in pretty
much the same way that it had simply become part of my view of what women were.
Somewhere, deep down inside, either hidden or proudly displayed, women hated men.
Women came in a variety of sizes and shapes, most had breasts and female genitals, but
they all seemed to come with a hatred and fundamental contempt for men. One woman I
dated while Jimmy Carter was still president, spoke of "my hatred of men" in the same
mattter-of-fact tone that she might say "my nose". It was just an integral part of her.
Needless to say, this presented me with a significant paradox and source of internal
conflict. Being a healthy heterosexual male, I had the natural and universal desire that
men have to have a love relationship with a woman. But, how is it possible to love
someone that returns hate for that love?
So, over time I began to develop a wary distrustful posture toward women. I still dated
them, but I had become so conditioned to expect hatred from them that I simply accepted
it as part of the price I had to pay in order to be involved with one. My desire for a
relationship was still strong, but was opposed by a distrust and unwillingness to let
someone who hated me get the upper hand over me. Thus, in my mind the concept of
"commitment" became one and the same as "trapped in a relationship with someone who
hates me." I was indeed one of those men who "wouldn't make a commitment."
The worst part of this, for me, is that it blinded me to the warning signals of some truly
sick personalities. The hostility which I had become accustomed to enduring from women
became only a matter of degree - greater or lesser. And, with a baseline of being kicked
in the knee for the courtesy of opening a door, and learning how "satisfying" man hating
is to some women, I had no yardstick to sort out the seriously sick and deranged women
from any of the rest. As a result, I ended up in some relationships that were truly horrible
and very damaging to me. And, of course, each of these left scars which over time built
up so much emotional scar tissue that I began to lose all the positive feelings I once had
for women.
That is the personal side. And, I won't bore you with the details of all the stories. But,
there eventually got to be so many that I developed the attitude that the question was not
"whether" a woman would burn me if let her get close enough to do so, but "when" and
"how soon" it would happen. ..."
Part -2-
| Attention: Women Workers. |
Missing points 3: out there we have many cheaters and criminals that don't like to even mention some thing like MEN'S MOVEMENTS. Some "dictionary" in net even have this name in their list, where they have most insignificant words. More clear than this, what do we need? Still it is hard for many men to believe it, with all sacrifices that they did in their lives for these parasites. This is the most important step that a new man should take. Why we call him a new man? It is the job of this MAN to insure the progress of life in this universe of material. His duties and obligations regard of life has been changed. The reaction of all these reactionary forces, in form of sexist fascism proves in what a critical point we are in human existence. All facts and figures after year 2000 shows their declinations in all fronts. They start to lose, each day more than previous one. Their violent reactions makes it more evidence than any other time. The increasing men's movements from other side, make this end faster. The particular role of these movements in actual condition are vitals to decrease the amount of damages created by these parasites. The capacities and the power of these world wild organizations are much more than any one can think about , even all these men which are in these movements for many years. No one really knows the potentialities of these movements. Many mentioned in different occasion that this movements are much bigger than FemiNazi scums "organizations". We should prepare us to give a demonstration of it, even non of us can believe the power hided in our minds. We should get ready with very simple steps prepare ourselves to get used to see our power. It is not any more simply an idea or some kind of interpretations, it is the story of humanities. In all single actions of our daily lives, we need help of other men, it is obvious that in this also we need each other. Men need help, we should put this in our mind. We should change the idea that " be a real man" means Do it by your self. This is only for destroying and isolating us,push us to destructive individualism. They put this in our minds, act like a man!!" they can not say us what is it acting like a man or not, we decide and define it, for us is enough that they don't act like a stupid!!! They think they own us for eternity because they incubate us by force of the life for several months. They think we do sex with them because they are SEXY, there is two different things, one is SEX one is life. When we defend them with our lives, they think it is for their dead fish smell pussy, NO it is the power of life which obligated us to do so. Now the time has been changed, we don't have any more that obligation. NOW Our obligations are : Save our lives, for reaching where was our principle goal. They can put their Ass out and out and out..Make lower prices each times, no way, they have to work, we have other things to do. But we should be careful about them, they are going to destroy every thing if we leave them. We should be very serious about these reactions. They are famous to be not responsible in all cases. We will try to make some proposal in this matter. How with simple and practical action we can support our common Principe. Actually we hope the help of those men with a huge experience in this field. ".....To be continue...." -------------------------------- |
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