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Women’s Month. I don’t get it. What about the other eleven months, aren’t they ours too? Why should we settle for just one? Me, I just assume the millennium is mine. So please stop with the invitations because I’m probably not the right speaker on the subject. For one thing, I’ve never felt oppressed in my life. In my observation, people don’t discriminate against you because you’re female or gay; they do so because they think you’re poor and weak so you’re just going to sit there and take it. [I’ve been poor, but I never felt I was less of a person. Arrogance helps: My account may be empty but I’m smart. And if anyone says, If you’re so smart why ain’t you rich?, the answer is: Because I don’t measure my worth in currency, you dumb shit.]
Remember that flap about the canon of literature and how everything in it was written by Dead White Males? Never had a problem with it. I didn’t need strong female characters to identify with; I just identified with the hero. If he happened to be male, fine. So I saw myself as D’Artagnan, Wart, John Carter of Mars and Moses. Which may mean I’m psychotic, but I definitely didn’t feel left out of whatever I was reading. I don’t think men are the enemy, stupid people are. I love men. It occurs to me that most of my friends are men, masculine and feminine. I do have a masculine air (with the matching ineptitude in matters feminine). I’m like a guy, but with boobs. Service personnel don’t call me Ma’amsir or Sirma’am, they just call me Sir.
March 15th, 2007 at 07:14
In my observation, people don’t discriminate against you because you’re female or gay; they do so because they think you’re poor and weak so you’re just going to sit there and take it.
Nicely said, Jessica. People are discriminated, and often abused because they allow people to treat them that way. In the Philippines, it is not the women who are discriminated, nor abused, nor belittled. It is the poor people, the ignorant and the oogly ones.