Feminist Flounderings (or Thorne's Identity Crisis)
"Whooooo are youuuuu?", The caterpillar asked.
"Well sir, I'm not exactly sure at present", replied Alice. "At least, I knew who I was when I got up this morning, but I must have changed a thousand times since then."
We interrupt our regular programming for an official Thorne's World identity crisis. Regular programming will return next Venusday and tomorrow is looking alot like a surprise Sexual Sinday.
Given my recent rant about the FFF/WOC issue, and now, having been made aware of
"I saw one woman, Renegade Evolution, harrased and threatened to the point where she has now agreed to never speak on feminist issues again."
via Disgusted Beyond Belief in a post entitled: My thoughts on Feminism (as I now head for cover), I'm quite at a loss. I've also been reading alot at Fetch me my axe where a very human woman and feminist (I think she has not yet eschewed the term), and her very human readers make alot more sense than the milque toast mumblings over at Feministing, which I feel are a thin veneer over a sea of judgment and vitriol after FFF/WOC... and now I discover this fucking vile and poisonous attack on tranpersons under the supposed umbrella of feminism!!! While reading there, I'm offered innocuously in the form of a question to consider this piece of garbage masquerading as some sort of feminist political theory, and by the time I got finished with that bag of shit I was just fucking sick at people again.
Fuck this buncha idiots.
Self centered, poisonous, judgmental, wastes of oxygen. This kinda crap is the reason I'm spending more and more time over at Feminist Critics. I'm seriously trying to evaluate if feminism is a movement with which I choose any longer to identify. Or if it has been poisoned and subverted by this current brand of feminism, whatever exactly it is.
I am so offended to think that the feminism I know and love and have held dear for so long has been usurped by these violent poisonous assholes.
Okay, anybody reading this who can help me discover if this blogosphere insanity is a phenomenon in and of itself or if it actually a reflection of the real world, please do. I'm begging. I'm fuckin' dyin' here.
And why do I question the possibility of peace? This crap is one of the reasons.