#radsafe

a male?

pictures of his entire body with his cock and balls out. fully confident despite looking like a run over sun baked toad.

a female?

Yes. I find it annoying how USA centric radblr, rad Twitter and rad servers are. But I'm not gonna leave them. I'd rather explain for the fourth time I don't know where Oregon is than to isolate and tolerate misogyny on top of entitlement in Latino non rad spaces. I prefer to explain to an American woman why immigration is different depending on race and how America being a melting pot is debatable as a good thing than to face misogyny alone.

Also if ur American or white or in a hetero relationship pls keep your eyes and ears open. Try to learn from other women. Your experience dominates the entire media. I beg you to ask questions.

As radfems rad leaning women we need to learn from other women. That's where class consciousness arises. When you actually know that being a woman is a different experience to all of us and that sometimes all we have in common is being a human female in a patriarchal world. But that's the only unity we need.

Please learn from your fellow women and tolerate their faux aus pas. Try to educate them and yourself. Try to tolerate them but also call them on their racism, their colonial attitudes, their entitlements, their homophobia, their xenophobia. We need to open a communication channel that's based on gaining class consciousness not woke points.

I don't have any sympathy for men/

If you are still under the impression/

that they float through life, never fully understanding their power and privilege, you're living the delusion/

Even young boys know their status is higher than adult women/

Men are aware, and it's time to start holding mfs accountable

I've grown real tired of everyone

coddling and swaddling

grown men who make grown decisions, and then play/

Benjamin Button born yesterday/

"Guide me, woman, for you are at fault too/

because Eve chose to worship the dribblets of juice/

that ran down her chin/

When/

The apple most tempting could never have made you equal to men/"

You know what I get when I make a mistake? The actual wrath of God

of man

telling ME I should have done more

or better, or less, or different, or not at all, and I have to run to my sisters for comfort because it becomes an echo chamber of self criticism:

every billboard, every commercial; every skincare, deodorant, razor, makeup, clothing, tampon ad -

every celebrity, news, sitcoms, reality, fiction, porn, fantasy, thriller, sci-fi: "oh look! There's the only female character

(the only character I can relate to)

being raped to improve her character arc!...

Again!"

Telling me/

Directly/

I'm am not desirable, not human, not worthy/

of healthcare, of education, of voting - I should feel so lucky/

Not worthy of personal agency/

independence, not worthy of freedom -

"the American Dream" was NEVER built around my desires

They NEVER asked us if we wanted to darn the socks and clean the dishes

to pop out another baby

to make the dinner/

- never asked us what they could do better/

always asked for more, and then asks: "did u cum?"

And when I do come to you,

my lovers, my friends, my husbands, my fathers, my brothers of this Earth

and I ask you to lift me above, to release me from this echo chamber, and validate how you see me/

My humanity/

That I am real, here.

At least my lover/

will defend me

my brother/

right?

They want me to feel like I belong/

Feel strong/

right?

If you still had hope

you'd be so

dissapointed;

the men that love you take no time, take no critical analysés/

when it comes to reminding you and me/

of our case/

Without missing a beat, he's already put himself in the other man's place/

So I carry this echo chamber around with me in my head/

and when a lover, or a boyfriend

or a brother

or a friend/

tells me I'm not allowed to feel human, like him/

I open the latch and let echoes bounce out at them/

It's shocking, like the look you have right now/

because you never expect those kinds of evil words

to come from a woman's mouth/

and that's because

they didn't