I am looking at you who
snickers at the Subway employee, who happens to be female, as she makes your sandwich
in your Two in the Shirt (T.I.T.S) brand t-shirt.
You, the white teen who greets his friends with the N-word
only to proudly chant "I raped you, faggot" upon winning a series of video games to dehumanize your heterosexual buddies
who's eHarmony profile declares him a "quality guy."
He's just grown tired of being "friend-zoned," because sexless relationships with women are just oh so meaningless.
To all the men who bubbled in yes to the following questions
Are women obligated to shave their legs?
Do some women asked to be raped?
Is it okay to have sexual intercourse with a woman under the influence of drugs and/or alcohol?
Would you "force a women" into having sex with you?
I am looking at you.
To every man who responds to the fact that one third of the planet's female population will be raped in her lifetime by declaring that the statistics are mere lies, and the wage gap a myth.
To the men who believe the "pimpwalk" was a clever response to Slutwalk, a protest aimed at deconstructing victim blaming.
To the men who declare rape "surprise sex."
To all those who equate believing in the value of your gender to invading Poland by dismissing all self-proclaimed feminists as "feminazis"
To all the men who have banded together to play the collective role of the devil's advocate in response to a young woman's Facebook status concerning domestic violence
To every boy
guy
man
who has dismissed feminism because it "doesn't involve him"
To every boy
guy
man
who has ever
beaten
raped
dehumanized
a girl
gal
woman
To every male who justifies his behavior by declaring it's all just a joke, or that he isn't like that dude
To every boy
guy
man
who is genuinely confused why feminists are
angered
upset
enraged
you're part of a culture
that perpetually chokes us
girls
gals
women
but tells us
to just breathe.
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