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asked:
I could put the obvious reasons, like we talked via email and you love P4, but the reason I really love that I started following you is because you always have valuable input to add when you reblog things - like that asking for it post, your commentary about the men being just as offended basically made me want to give you a standing ovation. You rock.

Thank you  :)  It’s a topic I’m kinda passionate about, having a Women’s Studies degree with my English one  ^^  But I just remember that moment when I told my dad about Women’s Studies and he thought I was going to start hating men, and there was this dawning realization that, you know, there’s men who think that.  We’ll be defending a cause and they think, “Great, they’re about to hate us." 

And I kinda realize that, you know, sometimes we don’t emphasize that we don’t hate ALL men, just the assholes, some statements ARE made like, "Men suck,” (which I’m guilty of saying, too) and it’s said so quickly, but can be so hurtful.  It’s one thing for women to defend ourselves from stereotypes and such, but the stereotypes for men?  Those are also terrible!  Men are weak if they show emotion.  Men are supposed to be dominate, like, SUPPOSED to be!  If a man loses control, no worries, it’s her fault for dressing like that.  Just… 

I feel like I take it personally.  A little background to show what I mean.  My parents divorced when I was very young, but instead of it being some terribly traumatic experience, they acted like grown ups about it.  I went to live with my mom.  My dad would see me every weekend.  EVERY weekend, I was at his house.  They worked out holidays, birthdays, just… EVERYTHING, o.k.?  

When I was around 8 or 9, I went to live with my dad.  It wasn’t for some horrible reason of my mom being terrible (which was the assumption, because heaven forbid I have a GOOD dad), it was because trying to take care of a kid alone in the city in an apartment, getting up at 4 am, paying too much for daycare, why go through all that?  My dad was getting a house in the suburbs, getting remarried, there would be someone to watch me all the time versus my mom dropping me off at daycare (she was a single lady).

So, yes, logic.

The rolls reversed.  I was now seeing my mom over the weekends, but you know what?  My dad was a rockstar.  My mom didn’t drive so what did he do?  He dropped me off at her place every weekend.  Or he had my stepmom do it.  My parents were huge on telling their partners, “Hey, you’re going to see her mom/dad a lot, they’re going to spend time with her, so they’re going to be over here sometimes.  Don’t like it, leave, because she comes first.”  

So anyhow, I lived with my dad until college, and he took damn good care of me.  Like, did an amazing job.  I got good grades in school.  I wasn’t one of those girls sleeping around.  He would take me to see my mom (until I learned how to drive then I could do it myself), he would go and PICK HER UP to see my school events (Graduation, School Plays, things like that), and just…

… when I see post where men are being so STUPID, and other men are like, “Please stop,” I just think we focus on the stupid men too much.  Yes, this dude was a douchebag, but this other dude right below him was like, “Dude, stop,” but we’re so ready to be like, “UGH LOOK AT WHAT THAT DOUCHEBAG SAID MEN SUCK!”  I’m not saying this is what that reblog was doing, but just… can you imagine being a guy who isn’t an asshole and seeing an asshole post?  Isn’t it bad enough that there’s the “Men are jerks” stereotype, you have to add to it?

I just remember that moment when I told my dad about Women’s Studies and he was like, “Oh.”  And I remember being in Women’s Studies and let me tell you, I loved it, but sometimes there would be that one girl, or whatever, who was all, “Men are terrible look at this!”  And I always felt the need to take a second and actually defend them.  And I could see what my dad was talking about, because I would be like, “I lived with my dad,” and the immediate response would be, “What was wrong with your mom?”  Like, nothing, damn!  And I suddenly ended up turning into the one who was like, “O.K.  Seriously, stop.”

… this was really long, wow, sorry  ^^;;;