mods are asleep u know what time it is
i never understood why feminists get upset when people say our view of womanhood is just downright dreadful, that it’s not tea and it doesn’t eat and it’s just not the moment and it’s booooring and we make womanhood sound awful. and such and such demographic has a more beautiful view of it that we just don’t see.
because it’s true. it’s all true. they are right.
gender is the social system of female slavery that predates written history. gender was designed for this purpose and that is how it is enforced. what we call “female socialization” is really the psychological torture of the female human from birth to grave. all of these sociological terms, these analytical definitions, these cold, academic phrases protect us all from plainly confronting the horror and violence. psychological torture of women and girls becomes “female socialization,” the culturally encouraged compulsion to violate women and girls becomes “male socialization,” rape becomes “non-consenting sex,” sexual slavery becomes “heterosexuality,” and so on.
this psychological torture induces suicidal tendencies, self annihilation, and slave-like discipline and obedience into the minds of the female human. our natural fight or flight response is cruelly ground into dust due to the enforcement of gender. we are taught that self defense is inconvenient. we are violently groomed to value frailty and cowardice over strength and bravery, because femininity demands weakness. we do not eat. we put cancer causing chemicals on our faces, in our hair, in our vulvas in an attempt to fix what isn’t broken. we give ourselves infections. we punish our bodies for the crime of being female and our punishment is celebrated and rewarded. we are dying. we are taught to accelerate our own deaths for the benefit of men and civilization at large. a death cult and a slave society is forcefully installed in our minds and we are not free until death. that is what gender is.
gender transforms us into non-sentient objects, socially speaking. our social, physical, and sexual boundaries are held in contempt because they are not supposed to exist. gender maims and kills us. gender is wrapped up in god and the devil, and scripture and psychology, and religion and secularism, and it seems like we need to destroy heaven, hell and earth to be free of it. that is our impossible task.
that’s not very beautiful.
we aren’t supposed to see these things and we definitely aren’t supposed to name them. seeing the truth makes us mentally ill, naming the truth makes us bigots. i embrace our status as black sheep. we are criminals for seeing and naming. i look forward to what we will become when we move from seeing and naming and become brave enough to organize and attack. monsters? ghouls? a new kind of witch? the right wing says our rejection of men’s birthright makes us exterminators, harbingers of human extinction. that’s pretty cool. but that’s not beautiful. none of it is beautiful, and it is bereft of romance. the lovers of womanhood are right about that.
this is where we depart from our male supremacist enemies on the right and our male supremacist “allies” on the left. malcolm x spoke of foxes and wolves and they both have an appetite for our flesh as an entitlement and as a commodity, because of gender. all political movements need us to comply with our subjugation—the fascists, the communists, the anarchists, the liberals, the centrists. everyone loves gender. we must kill what they love. that’s not fun. no revolutionary goal is fun.
rejecting men’s ultimate political interest in our subjugation is very, very dreadful, and you will be excommunicated from the dominant social fabric for doing so. the wife who complains of her husband raping her too much will be banished from the village. the uterus haver whose vulva fails the moral criteria of unfettered inclusitivity will be kicked out of the queer socialist group chat. what happened to eve is simply the instructional manual for all women under patriarchy—you will be excommunicated for seeking knowledge and being disobedient.
being free sounds scary, confronting our prison sounds alienating, wouldn’t it be better to just have fun? if the slaves are conscious about their condition, they might resist, and that just isn’t beautiful. it’s not tea. it doesn’t eat. it’s not the moment.
while queers are telling us to smile a little bit more, to tap into our beautiful feminine souls and become empowered, sounding eerily similar to the christians they claim to hate so much, their right wing rivals want to abolish no fault divorce. our male comrades tell us we are counterrevolutionary for refusing to wait until they address men’s issues first. subservient leftist women who are deputized as prison wards to contain a feminist revolt are no better than tradwives. they both have chosen a specific male demographic to serve. why can’t we?
we are caught between two competing male supremacist movements that seek to extract resources from women’s labor, wombs, vulvas and flesh. that is what “Politics” is. that is what the real gender binary is. the global war between the older patriarchy of traditional feudal-agrarian societies and the modern patriarchy of liberal industrialized nations. they are competing over how the woman is regulated—through prostitution or through marriage? as birthing people or as surrogates?
it is too late to remove this knowledge from written history, so the modern patriarchy of liberal, industrial capitalism seeks to obfuscate these sexed patterns instead. we can’t name what we can’t define. it’s just too complex and too sophisticated and you need to be intersectional. if you still manage to name it after cutting through all of these distortions, excommunication awaits. we are all at risk of becoming eve for looking patriarchy in the eye and gouging it out. we must band together as vagrants and refugees.
but let’s not get distracted here. we are on no side of this war. excuse me for being ugly, and dramatic, and offensive, and boring. i like doing fun things. maybe the buzzkills will figure out what fun and beauty are all about one day. until then, the accusations are all true. our assessment will resonate with women as they see their position in our civilization for what it is, and we will not stop naming it until we have freed ourselves from it. i’m tired of us complaining too. we need to wrap this stage of history up and put it to sleep, for good.
germansingergirl
vaporwave
2087
