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Remember, folks: whenever a woman says "die for me because you are a man," just look her in the eye and say "my body, my choice."
TCM

Sunday, November 4, 2012

The Smartest Woman I've Never Met

Well OK, one of the smartest women I've never met.  May I introduce you to 'JudgyBitch?'

"LET HIM PLAY VIOLENT GAMES. It’s a rare little boy who sees a stick and doesn’t turn it into a weapon.  Little boys love bows and arrows, guns, knives, shields, helmets and every other artifact of war.  And no, they don’t want to have a tea party with Pookie and CindyBear.  They want to dig a trench and send Pookie to the Medevac chopper with some serious injuries.  You’re dead, Pookie!"

Six Steps to Raising a Son in a Feminist World

 You go girl.  Seriously.  Go everywhere and tell everyone.

12 comments:

  1. All joking aside, I'm glad you're creating awareness about this. Some of the articles you've posted and blogs you've written have been real eye openers. Women are coming into power and some of them are taking it too far.

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    1. Unfortunately the ones in power are the radicals. I do't understand why women who believe in equality, call themselves feminists. Feminism promotes INequality, and these self-proclaimed 'moderate feminists' don't eve understand what they are supporting. Spend a few hours observing any divorce court in this nation, while assuming that the soon-to-be ex-husband is NOT a loser/drunk/abuser/criminal. There's no excuse for the way our courts treat men; they exist solely to be bled dry - financially and emotionally. They are utterly disposable - the 1960's Feminist Utopia is here.

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  2. There really is a difference between boys and girls. No, not the obvious.

    Had a friend whose son was born a month before my daughter, nearly 20 years ago now. "MY son will NOT be violent. We will not have guns, knives, violent movies..."

    One morning she tossed him in his car seat with his breakfast toast. They were on their way to an early appointment.

    As she cruised down the freeway, she heard him making strange un-Kyle-like noises. She flipped the rearview mirror down to look at him. He had chewed his toast into the shape of a gun and was firing it at other cars.

    And because she IS smart, her 'no violence' thing ended right then. He was allowed to BE a boy... guns, weapons of war if he wanted...

    Sadly, not all people take the hint.

    And sorry for the novel in the comments, but I have more. You know that I take care of other people's children for a living. And that schools have a complete NO VIOLENCE policy. Kids can't even pretend to fight or have guns or light sabers or, well, anything.

    But I'm awfully busy at my job. And unless they're saber-ing right in front of me, I fail to notice. Always.

    And one more thing. My brothers, our friends, and I killed each other 25 times before lunch every day during the summer. War games. We played on the hillside in the brush, ambushing each other with dirt clod grenades, shooting with cannons (I blew your head off!!!) and yes, sometimes we kicked the crap out of each other.

    It did not turn me into a man, and didn't turn either one of them into an axe murderer (at least as far as I know.)

    Isn't it a strange world we live in?

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  3. And I have sent the link on to a lot of people. Good reading.

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    1. Thanks Ami! I'm sure Judgy Bitch will appreciate more readers. I think I envy her - she's so direct and focused, and her mind is clearly well organized! I wish I was that smart at her age!

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  4. One year I gave my sons, for Christmas, throwing knives. They were 14 and 12. My wife and daughter were horrified but every guy we knew thought it was the best gift ever. Most admitted they wouldn't have the guts to do it. But fortunately, after raising sons and a daughter, my wife understood.

    That of course followed with pellet guns and .22 rifles. I instructed them in safe use, marksmanship and basic hunting. Quality family guy time.

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    1. I like the way you think. Our son's 14th birthday party was a tad legendary among his friends - bonfire lit with flaming arrows and AirSoft tag in the woods after dark. They loved it but I was almost awaiting a visit from CPS.

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    2. ...man, I don't know how we never thought of airsoft tag. I was so pissed at my brother for shooting that shit around indoors in our house all the time. Not a big deal when you're expecting it, but hurt like a bitch if he did it when you weren't expecting. Plus it was a semi auto and those little balls got all over the house for months.

      Tag outside in the foothills (aka our backyard) would have been a blast though

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    3. The only AirSoft balls in our new house are packed in a box of The Corporal's stuff - none in the heat vents, or nestled next to chair legs...I think I actually miss the little suckers!
      Ah, nostalgia!

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  5. Thanks for the link.She now has a new fan. While I do not have children by choice I really like the way JB thinks...

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  6. Forward the post to s few select ladies I think can use the it.

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