This Is Not an Apology
To the man who yelled obscenities out his car window to a girl who dared to walk the sidewalk alone, does it ease your mind to assert control over her? Did you look at her walking without your aid, your guidance, or your permission and think that it simply would not do to allow her to not be reminded that you, the man, own all womankind? All women, they were made for you, clearly. They are the natural holster for that thing you're packing in your trousers, nevermind that a woman allowed you to grow there. Nevermind that a woman saw your growing genitalia on a screen and thought, yes, I will bring that forward into the world. Did you view that as permission, then, to behave as you liked?
You will view your assertions of ownership, of dominance, as the natural order. As divine providence. As maintenance.
And I, for my part, will do everything I can to dismantle you. Does the way I dress make you uncomfortable? Do unpretty women disturb you for existing in your manworld, unafraid to show you their reality? I will not hide my tampons from you. I will bleed and menstruate on your sidewalk. I will tell other girls to not worry about the blood stains on their pants as anything other than a stain. Our bodies function and live and breathe and expel, as all bodies must. There is no shame in biology. Not all women bleed, but all women do not belong to you. You are not my authority, and I do not answer to you.
She will wear her heels, you do not 'let' her.
She will shave her head and wear her leather, you do not 'allow' her.
She will choose to cover her head or not, her God/dess/s are her business.
She will choose what her body will do, you have no authority that she did not give you.
She will walk down the street that she lives on unmolested, unviolated, and not subscribed to your issues.
She will choose to shave her legs and her armpits and any other of her parts as it pleases her. She needn't buy into the infantization of her body to make you happy and in control, nor must she be required to like her hairy body. It's hers. She can braid it and dye it and shave it.
She will choose to pleasure herself if she wants to, she does not need your permission or your assistance.
She will work out at the gym, her very own routine; she does not need your input.
She will educate herself or not, she does not need your opinion.
She will fuck anyone she wants to. Any gender. Any time. Any quantity.
Your opinion is not required; your opinion is not necessary.
If this intimidates you, good. If you are weak and afraid of a woman in her power, good. Shake until you shit yourself.
Just not on the sidewalk where we walk; we've already had enough of your shit.
Be fucking afraid. We won't be owned.
You will view your assertions of ownership, of dominance, as the natural order. As divine providence. As maintenance.
And I, for my part, will do everything I can to dismantle you. Does the way I dress make you uncomfortable? Do unpretty women disturb you for existing in your manworld, unafraid to show you their reality? I will not hide my tampons from you. I will bleed and menstruate on your sidewalk. I will tell other girls to not worry about the blood stains on their pants as anything other than a stain. Our bodies function and live and breathe and expel, as all bodies must. There is no shame in biology. Not all women bleed, but all women do not belong to you. You are not my authority, and I do not answer to you.
She will wear her heels, you do not 'let' her.
She will shave her head and wear her leather, you do not 'allow' her.
She will choose to cover her head or not, her God/dess/s are her business.
She will choose what her body will do, you have no authority that she did not give you.
She will walk down the street that she lives on unmolested, unviolated, and not subscribed to your issues.
She will choose to shave her legs and her armpits and any other of her parts as it pleases her. She needn't buy into the infantization of her body to make you happy and in control, nor must she be required to like her hairy body. It's hers. She can braid it and dye it and shave it.
She will choose to pleasure herself if she wants to, she does not need your permission or your assistance.
She will work out at the gym, her very own routine; she does not need your input.
She will educate herself or not, she does not need your opinion.
She will fuck anyone she wants to. Any gender. Any time. Any quantity.
Your opinion is not required; your opinion is not necessary.
If this intimidates you, good. If you are weak and afraid of a woman in her power, good. Shake until you shit yourself.
Just not on the sidewalk where we walk; we've already had enough of your shit.
Be fucking afraid. We won't be owned.
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