I really struggle with the idea that any criticism of Dee Devlin is automatically misogynistic. Funny how this grace always seems to be reserved exclusively for white women. White feminism stays undefeated at using βfeminismβ as a shield to dodge valid criticism.
And letβs be real, as a white woman myself, we have a historyβand a presentβof throwing people under the bus to preserve our own comfort and privilege. Case in point: Taylor Swift. Silent on Palestinian women, loud as hell when itβs about jokes on a skit comedy show. The priorities are... something else.
I guess itβs no surprise that actual feminist activists get buried under cutesy graphics shouting βLive Deliciously.β Like, excuse me maβam, but thereβs a cost of living crisis and multiple genocides happeningβover 100 women have killed themselves in Sudan to avoid sexual violence in the conflict. Maybe pipe the fuck down with the slogans about embracing pink and dancing in your pants as the solution to patriarchy. Or better yet, stop pretending it goes any deeper than self-posturing for white, middle-class women.
And then thereβs Conor McGregor. A vile man flourishing in a system that rewards evil, because accountability is practically extinct. Β£200,000 means nothing to a guy like him. Why would he care? Heβs living his best βpoundland gangsterβ life, fueled by cocaine and the knowledge that the mother of his children doesnβt seem to care either. Itβs the perfect setup for unchecked awfulness.
Maybe Iβm just angryβangry at how womenβs safety is sacrificed for this charade of justice, angry at how predators thrive while their enablers look the other way. But I hate every single person who supports rapists. Every. Single. One.
