Domestic Violence: Equality and justice for all or something like that.

WARNING
Contains non politically correct material




Ok everyone, take a DEEP BREATH……………
Gallows humour it seems, is for people who when presented with enough pain and suffering need to just laugh about it. I think I reached this point after one week discussing domestic violence on Feminist and MRA sites. During this time I have been taught that patriarchy and feminism aren’t really about sex or gender but are a way of thinking or a form of system, really? I have been called Mangina(minus the multiple orgasms), a sexist ignorant pig troll, misogynist,feminist and a host of other lovely things. I even got banned from an MRA site(hmm, maybe those guys really did get beat by a woman). All this talk got me thinking about shelters and the need to protect everyone. I know that Feminists have worked hard at getting the government to implement these facilities for women. It seems now that MRA's feel the need for men also. I decided to put together a list for all of us. Afterall if any of us have suffered abuse dont we all need protection too?

Domestic Violence Shelters list for:

1. HETEROSEXUAL WOMEN: Heterosexual men need not apply as you are the reason we are here in the first place. Homosexual women are welcome if you are comfortable with us being that we are women. Homosexual men, sorry, you scare us too, afterall you are a man.

2. HETEROSEXUAL MEN: Heterosexual Women need not apply as they are the reason we are here in the first place. Homosexual men are welcome if you are comfortable with us being that we are men. Homesexual women, sorry, you scare us too, afterall you are a woman. On second thought, homosexual men, you kind of freak us out too.

3. HOMOSEXUAL MEN: Homosexual Men need not apply as they are the reason we are here in the first place. Homosexual women are welcome. Heterosexual women are welcome if you are comfortable with us being that we are men. Heterosexual men, sorry, you scare us too, afterall you are a man.

4. HOMOSEXUAL WOMEN: Homosexual women need not apply as they are the reason we're here in the first place. Homosexual men are welcome. Heterosexual men are welcome if you are comfortable with us being that we are women. Heterosexual women, sorry, you scare us too, afterall you are a woman.


Just as I was finishing my list I heard my barefoot pregnant wife yell from the kitchen, “Honey, dont forget the Transexuals and Transgender people.” Ouch, my brain hurts.

Anger: My friend and foe, My shield and spear?

I think back to the days when life was supposed to be free and easy. The time when innocence was sweet and gentle. That time was so long ago that it eludes my memory. Many of my early memories shattered that innocence. Fear, intimidation, violence shaped much of my world. This was a time when the people I would look to for protection, were either eerily silent or they were the perpetrators of my nightmares. I cant remember the exact moment my friend arrived but I do remember the feeling of strength that he imparted on me. He was a blessing I prayed deeply for. Someone to protect me from the big bad world. He supplied the courage to endure the pain and not crumble under its oppressive weight. In the beginning he made me high with confidence and it let me feel that I could take on all(almost) my enemies. For a time my life was made right. No longer would I be the victim, his support had made me impregnable. He was my Friend and shield. There were glimpses of the other side of his personality which confused me though. I recall the time when I lashed out at others who I deemed inferior. I was able to reconcile this because I had now become more popular. I seemed to have the respect I had so long desired. People were no longer picking on me, they actually liked me, or so I thought. It took some time but eventually the people who liked me before my friend had come along, no longer wanted any part of me. They seemed truly nervous or scared to associate with me. Again, I was able to ignore the signs that my new found friend may actually be a foe. Daily we worked together, me on the physical and he on the mental. I was sharpening my skills as a fighter and rather than just using them for defense I now initiated more contact. I was a spear, powerful, deadly. I exacted revenge on individuals from the past and shared my new found power with some new people. It has been many years since my friend entered my life, though he is still here we rarely hang out anymore and when we do it is usually on our own time. I now hang out with some new friends. :)

I listened to this on the way home today and thought it was appropriate for the post. Enjoy.