Its all one big conspiracy

[yazz21]

Its only after all the transgender threads on here recently, that I've thought about feminism, and started looking into things. The more I read, the more I learn, the more shocked I am.

Its just like one massive conspiracy that I never saw. Now my eyes have been opened to it, I can't stop seeing it. (Not that I'd want to.) I see everything around me so differently. Just little things that all add up to keeping women subordinate.I never realised how much my behaviour, thoughts and actions is not innate, but things I've learned through socialisation.

I really wish I'd seen it all earlier, but for some reason I had this notion that feminism was just men hating women who were probably hairy and/or lesbians I wonder who benefitted from me thinking that.

I'm not sure what my point is really, but I feel really angry on behalf of women and really want to do something about it. However there are no feminist groups/meetings in my area, and I'm not well read enough to start one. Any other angry womenn here? Also if anyone could reccomend some books, so I can further my understanding. I would be really grateful.

FUCK THEM RIGHT IN THE POCKET!

Wouldn't that be a bit like rape, though?

I think women are expected either to:

a) Carry a capacious handbag, everyday items for the use of;
b) Have a husband or other male wearing clothing with properly sized fucking pockets, or
c) Not carry anything, ever, except perhaps a small embroidered hanky up the sleeve or their twinset.

Or, they could just be like me, give up and buy men's jeans which have pockets you can literally carry the actual universe in. It's just slightly confusing when I then wear women's trousers and they button up on the opposite side.

Pockets add bulk and bumps to a silhouette. They remove them from our clothing lest we dare choose to be pragmatic over "pretty" and smooth.

And if we could use pockets we would by a lot less handbags.

The conspiracy continues.

The Patriarchy was in our pocket all this time ?

I have a winter coat that has 2 buttoned pockets, 2 velcroed pockets and one zipped one. Take that, fucking Patriarchy!

And i carry a rucksack. Is that unwomanly?

Yes Copper.

I'm much afeared that you will grow a penis if it continues.

Go and buy some tottery heels and find some snow to fall over into, immediately.

No, not happening yet.

A rucksack?!

Along the lines of Who'd You Do - would you rather have the patriarchy in your pocket, or Grandpa? For me, genuinely a tough call. I bloody hate that programme.

I've had people going more than once about the fact that I've grown a penis, and had to have it surgically removed (twice now!)...

Takes them a moment to realise that I'm talking about having a son.

I'm in two minds about pockets. They just get filled with junk, then I take my keys out and sprinkle cards/cash/change on the floor, then I forget to take a receipt or tissue out and the washing machine is full of little soggy bits.. At least with a bag/purse all those things rarely happened (although the local pub is now used to me ringing to ask if I've left a bag behind)

Bahahahaha! I have two sons too; I'm totally stealing that!

I don't have junk in my pocketses. > They are all essential stuff.

Grandpa in your pocket is just creepy. Especially since he seems full-sized when he turns up at New Tricks.

Don't know what's worse, Grandpa or patriarchy in my pocket

Ah but handbags not going in the washing machine is a mixed blessing.

I have one, which a cup of sweeties from the cinema has emptied itself into, and then it's also managed to get a bit damp (I blame DS1's water bottle).

I try not to rummage too deeply, but I'm going to have to do something about it eventually, I can't avoid using the main pocket forever.

My rucksack is not filled with junk at all. The secret to this is to have two rucksacks of different sizes and you keep having to transfer everything from one to the other if you want to use the bigger/smaller one.

But I don't actually have much to carry around in my rucksack...

On the topic of pockets:

A friend had a three year old daughter who was in a "discovering her body" phase. One night, while my friend's husband was in his weekly poker game in the den, the little girl ran into the room buck naked, then pointed at her crotch and yelled at the top of her tiny lungs:

"Daddy, I've got a pocket! And it can hold a pencil, LOOK!"

The parents both just about died of embarrassment.

But maybe that's why the patriarchy denies women pockets--"you've got one built in already!"

WHOOOOOOOOAH

Omg that must have been REALLY uncomfortable. Physically, I mean. As well as in every other possible way you can imagine.

Well look on the optimistic side, this does turn the tables on "penis envy".