In trying to improve myself as a writer (not about writing for the Manosphere in particular, just like to write), I took a couple hours in notepad tonight to shape my thoughts on this specific erosive scam. Ranting about it in my brain (OKC may as well be a colony of Hamsterdam) has made me decide to try and refine the eloquence of my internal dialogue. Since it does pertain to the 'sphere, I'd like to share it for feedback. If this contribution can help influence someone out of their anger phase, groovy.

In a way, this is also "the final answer" to the topic in my head, as there is little chance it's going anywhere, and I'm tired of thinking about it... even if I'll still see it all the time. In my head, there is this, and I suppose, by having this, it just doesn't bother me anymore.

TL;DR: See above. It doesn't get much shorter than that from here. There are, however, a fuckton of parentheses...

vs Feminism

Feminists. Simultaneously you stir this heart to both anger and sorrow. As the bearer of life, Nature has always protected you, revered you, and ensured your provision and safety. Convinced and confused by those only interested in legislative power via democratic vote, you turn against us for the illusions of power they offer to you. You have infiltrated our places of productivity and understanding so that you don't feel left out, you lower the bar upon your arrival so that things are "fair" (our "advantage" is our Nature; testosterone and the Y chromosome), and then demand attention and respect simply for being there among us.

When sex is added to the equation, productivity will suffer 100% of the time.

When you strike out among yourselves to mimic our spaces of productivity and understanding, there is more often than not, little productivity or understanding that ultimately takes place. Still, you persist on advantages within our realms of capacity, while you've completely turned your backs on your own and have named them oppressive. Then you have the gall to demand those "oppressive" things from us, as if to make up for lost time since the beginning of time.

Imagine if men decided that we didn't want to work anymore, because having little to look forward to except working to support others until we died was an unattractive option. We could go on industry wide strikes across various sectors of public interest, insisting that we saw more women working extensive hours in physically demanding, mentally exhaustive, labour intensive, and potentially dangerous spaces (things the Y chromosome was biologically engineered for).

Even to this mind the thought seems other worldly. Why would we not work to support our mothers who birthed and Nurtured us? Our fathers who instructed and disciplined us? Our brothers and sisters who face the same struggles in a life that none of us had a choice of being born into? Why would we send our sisters who are also the mothers of our own nephews and nieces off to do physically demanding, mentally exhaustive, labour intensive and potentially dangerous things when we are bigger, stronger, and better suited for nearly any endeavour under those umbrellas? Our Nature dictates that we work for our Nurture. Yet you teach our Nurture that Nurture is bad, Nature is best, and a girl must strive to do all the things men do so that she can be independent.

To be independent means function alone. The Great Mother did not make Nurture so that it could provide for one. If that was true, we'd all be asexual (we would reproduce independently (read: alone)), and have the same traits to ensure survival, as dimorphism would be unnecessary. Since Nurture can't even create life independently, and there is little to Nurture when lonesome, why does it strive so hard to be independent (read: alone)?

If you want to see where this little essay goes, the rest can be found here: http://thoughtsofacpt.blogspot.ca/2015/06/vs-feminism.html