Sunday, May 20, 2018

You Ain't No Feminist, You're Just an Argumentative Bitch!


Now that the title has gotten your attention, let me go ahead and be the fucking woman hating misogynistic idiot that apparently 3 bitches decided that I was without knowing me past a comment on a damn picture. Let’s unpack the bullshit that these bitches placed upon my life. Let’s explore why my penis is the gateway to God’s heavenly kingdom. Let’s dive deep into why I get so defensive over a comment on a picture, and feel the need to tell women to calm down. I should then try to figure out why I just want to scream at the top of my lungs, “FUCK YOU BITCH, DON’T NOBODY HATE YOUR BITTER, WANNA START AN ARGUMENT BECAUSE IT’S FUCKING SUNDAY ASS!”  Or maybe, I just want to find out why I have to be labeled as such from people who have never had a true interaction with me. You ready? I think I am too. AHHHHHHHHH HERE IT GOES!

Let me sincerely apologize for that opening statement. You guys that know me, the real me, know I truly don’t feel that way and that I would never intentionally go off on a woman like that for any reason. I have too much respect for everything that women, especially black women, have contributed to this world and more importantly my life. I just needed to see what it felt like to react in ways that I have been labeled as. You know what, it didn’t feel good. Why, because it’s not me. It’s not how I feel about women. Being labeled as a “fucking woman hating idiot”, left me in a place of hurt and confusion. Especially when I know that the label doesn’t fit me and my life. Talking about unpacking things, let’s unpack that. I have been labeled so many things in my life that I used to try to live up to those labels. You know where those labels had me, in therapy crying uncontrollably and coming to the realization that my life has been nothing but a constant battle over who I was and what I was labeled. I don’t know if watching season 2 of 13 Reasons Why or being in the hospital with Lord Malik this week has contributed to how I’m feeling, but yea, I was triggered.

DO I REALLY HATE WOMEN? I would like to say the answer is “No”, but I really had to look at myself to figure it out. When people say the same things about you, you start to wonder if what they are saying is true. This would be the 3rd woman to tell me within a 2 month span that I needed to check my thoughts on women. Again, I was about to label myself something that wasn’t of my own doing. Labels coming from people that don’t even know me, had me contemplating life. I won’t say the name of the space where I encountered these women, but I will say that I entered the space because I have the upmost respect for the person that created it. I also wanted to be in a space where my thought processes would get challenged and be able to get understanding of things that I don’t. I am raising a young black woman, but as a man, what the Hell do I know about being a black woman in today’s society? I wanted to make sure that I wasn’t the woman hating man that is running rampant in the streets. I don’t want my wife and daughter to feel less than in a place where they should be on a pedestal. I have learned so many things from being in the space, especially about women. I asked questions and took every answer I got to heart. I got a better understanding of my place in a woman’s life and more importantly, I learned when to shut my fat ass up. I learned to listen, to fight with, and to fully protect the sanctity of womanhood. For that, I am truly grateful. I ain’t gonna lie though, I ran right on over to Facebook to ask them what they thought about me hating women. We came to the conclusion that I don’t like people in general, light skinneded people being at the top of that list. I know I say some fucked up, yet true as shit, statements, but I never thought I was a woman hater.

I felt a sense of hypocrisy that really made me give up on trying to be there for women as a whole. I was supposed to be this woman hating man, but I never called them any names or even used vulgar language with them. I was called an idiot and told that my thinking was fucking absurd or something. I really don’t quite remember because this strand of weed my friend got me smoking is some good shit. I swear I can’t remember what the Hell I just wrote in my last paragraph. But that’s what proofreading is for!! Anyway, back to what I was saying. I mean it came right out the fucking blue, like DAMNNNNNNN!


When I tried to explain to them that it had nothing to do with them being women and everything to do with trying to keep the mood light as the post we were commenting on, I got hit with an insult of my intelligence. I was then mocked for telling one woman to spell my name correctly and to direct her comments to me if she was talking to me. After that, I just simply said, “You win.” Now let’s turn this around, if I would have called them names, used vulgar language, played their intelligence and then mock them for the Hell of it, where would the conversation be? Answer the question, I want to know.

See this is why so many people are silent on so many things. How can you expect me to support you when you just reduced me to nothing? WHY would I support you? They got me over here about to turn on the whole population of women because they were not able to get out of their own personal feelings and agendas to listen to what I had to say. We couldn’t even have a true dialogue to agree to disagree. If this was a teachable moment, I would have been all for it but it was lost as soon as they called me a “fucking idiot”, I think, again GOOD WEED. I’m just saying, can men, especially if you don’t know them, get the benefit of the doubt before you go off and call him a woman hating idiot? Some of us are truly trying to be here for you guys, but can easily be turned away. Matter of fact, let me not even say men, can I get the benefit of the doubt because unlike some men, I actually would like to grow as much as possible. I won’t ever turn my back on women, because I need to be there for them as much as they have been here for me. Though I don’t understand some of the things women are going through and fight on a daily basis, at least give me the opportunity to try. My #blackBoyJoy goes into overload when I see your #blackGirlMagic flourishing. Can you imagine what patronus we would cast if we actually worked together?

You guys know that I really try to live my best life through laughing and smiling. The world is so draining at times, I feel the need to lighten the mood and maybe that’s just me. It has to be hard on the mind and body to be so aware of everything that is going on. I know it is for me. Sometimes I just need to take a minute and binge on The Office. Can you imagine being Dwight Schrute for 24 hours? Close your eyes and truly imagine!!! How fun would life be? AMAZING!!!

Today I felt defeated, not for being called an idiot, but for letting it get to me. My good friend stated, “… You may not hate women but that certainly isn’t the [Duke] I know to run from someone’s bullshit.” On any other day, she would have been absolutely right, but on today, I just needed to breathe. But on tomorrow, and after a new dose of these 60mgs of emotional goodness, your boy may be on a blocking spree. TRY JESUS AND NOT ME WITHCHO BITTER ASS!  I’m sorry, I had to get that last one in!!! To the three ladies, please accept my apology if I hurt you in anyway. Even though our paths may never cross again and I may never get the same apology, I forgive you. In the words and advice from another friend, I'm gonna do my work so that I spot the signs in the future and exit promptly.


PS… I truly do miss you guys and writing these little grammatically incorrect pieces of foolishness. This is really the best catharsis I know. I share my purest form of self and I never want to compromise doing that by just dropping random pieces. Know that I am living my best life. I got my Duchess, BabyGuh, and my 2 Lords. Everything I do, I do for them. Until next time, keep your sanity and virtue.
Sophistication:

Detaching from things and people that trigger negative emotions

Ratchetness:

GOING THE FUCK OFF ON BITCHES THAT TRIGGER YOU


Now put them together... SOPHISTICATED RATCHETNESS!!