Plaid

No matter just how hard I try
You never seem to look at me
I could wear a rainbow wig
And you would look right past
You don't see me at all, do you?
No, you see many other things
But the girl in the plaid skirt
That reaches the floor instead
Of brushing against her thighs
Hair pulled up inside a fedora
Glasses sliding down her nose
Shirt that is comfortably loose
Loud and obnoxious, but silent
You make her quiet and yet
You seem unaware of her

You don't notice that when
You walk into the room, I
Am the one who stares at
The black boots on my feet?

You don't see that when
You trip and fall on the stairs,
Splaying your belongings,
I always offer to help you up?

You don't realize that when
You get talked about by them,
I am the one who “accidentally”
Knocks them over or spills?

No, of course not, completely blind
Unable to see right in front of you

Love is like plaid
When it matches, it’s perfect
When it doesn’t, you look like an idiot

Do you ever think...

...that we'll ever actually end sexism?

I mean, really, think about it. We act all the time like the world will eventually be equal.

Feminists fight for equal rights for women.

I hate feminists for one reason: they're trying to make women equal to men.

As if men shouldn't be equal to women.

Women fought to wear pants, and now we can. But if a man wears a skirt... *gasps*

Lesbo girls? A-okay! Most teen boys consider them hot.

But gay guys? That's a big no-no.

Men revel in sex. Really. Think about it. Men have historically been more allowed to sexual disobedience. If men have reputations for being rakes and scoundrels, women are always drawn to them for being "bad boys."

If a woman had a similar reputation, she'd be a whore, and that's the end of that.

Graham crackers. Y'know, beloved crusts of s'mores? They were invented because men needed to be stopped from jacking off. Honestly. The crackers were invented to find a way to control male urges. Because masturbation was a waste of sperm.

Men get all the focus because they can't control themselves.

Women refuse to try and drag men down to their level. They shouldn't have to fight to break past the glass ceiling. They should be tearing the men down, shattering the ceiling as they fall from their thrones.

But no, that'll never happen.

Yeah, I dunno, I felt like ranting.

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