….You are single. Me? I’m just really picky or I can’t be fucked. I’ve got ladyporn and my right hand and friends who are lovely enough to give me a cuddle when I need it. So, you know, all my boxes are mostly ticked. And I have a cat.
But seriously. If you were a person, or a man, would you seriously go out with the person who created this? Or someone who posted it as their “thought du jour”? No. You would not. Because it’s an enormous amount of crap.
But appaz, that’s how some lady-people think, speak and feel. I don’t really know any of them. Most of my vagina=bearing friends are cynical old hacks like me who have to stifle the urge to vomit when they see things like this.
But au contraire, the peeps who post this kind of monstrosity are probably the happiest, after having married a man in a high-vis shirt who doesn’t know the mining boom is over and he’ll have to return his fluro ute and giant 3D LCD whatever TV to whence it came from. Also, his four-bedroom-three-bathroom house that he and she built in the arse-end of nowhere is basically worth shit-all.
Us regular people have felt the spikey end of the boom; bills, no pay rise, extortionate prices for everything, redundancy. Sure, iy’a hard graft. But you get paid in truckloads. So don’t come weeping to me. Hey, high-vis is not even a word in the dictionary, that’s how short-lived it all is.
But back to the Case In Point. Oh Jesus. You give a lady a bad name. We cry, we make the best of it. Bull-fucking-shit, I say. If I ever start spouting this shit I want a forceful pillow over my face. And I know plenty of people who would carry it out. And actually, that’s a good thing.
Let’s let all the navel-gazers look are their navels. Is there anything better aside from lint?Or a bunch of stupid women thinking that being a woman is far superior to being a man because they’ve got their baps out. Or proclaiming they are nicer and lovelier and better than men.
Call me Bettina Arndt (or actually don’t because I will cut you) but this kind of man-hating women-are-better shit helps no one. Ever. I’m sick of dealing with total bitch-faced muppets and gilding the lily.
Sexism and misogyny exist. People like me fight against it. But then people like the person who made that utter shite meme about ladies all being maytr-beautiful-butterflies are wrong, wrong wrong on so many levels that Id rather punch myself repeatedly in the face with a stapler.
Anyhoo: chim chiminey, chim, chiminey, chim chim charoo, I does what I like and I likes what I do….
Righto. Rant over. Peace out. Hug a journalist – you’ll be sad and more stupid once we’ve gone.