At least 2 times a week, very frequently more, I am stopped, hit on, whistled at, cat called, and made to feel like I was put on this earth for men’s eye candy. A piece of meat. Trash. A sex object. Someone who could easily be taken advantage of. A mouse you can easily chase and attack. For a mere 5 seconds, a man can say something derogatory to me and then continue with his day; meanwhile, it stays with me for my life,
Let’s stop with the ‘if women don’t like it, then leave’, making statements like ‘This is still a free nation, those women can get another job’ or ‘war on women?!’ when discussing Hobby Lobby/Supreme Court vs. The Majority of Pissed off 21st Century Women. Just. Stop.
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