#finely toned queer athletes please bump into me so i spill coffee all over myself and we flutter anxiously at each other

[bibliotech-but-with-more-ope]

This whole "Brittney Griner is a man" bullshit is just one more instance of 'women can't be good at sports unless they are blonde and dainty and feminine, otherwise they must be a man/must be told that random losers online don't find them fuckable'.

It's shocking, I know, but most women don't care if you think they're fuckable or not. And they're not just saying that to try and cope. From the deepest part of my heart, I can say 100% that I do not care what any man thinks of my appearance. It means nothing. They are nothing.

But they can't conceive of a world where everything a woman does is for male attention (which is why lesbians confuse and enrage them so much), so they resort to "athletic woman with muscles must secretly be a man--if I say that, it'll DESTROY her confidence!"

And then when it doesn't, they just get angrier and louder and more annoyingly incel-ish. Why didn't it work? All women want to be admired by men, why aren't they paying attention??

Romcoms/fiction in general has taught generations of men that women do everything with men in mind. We wear makeup, we choose outfits, we tailor our behaviors and our likes and dislikes with men in mind--according to romcoms. We think being stalked is romantic, we love a disregard for boundaries.

And when confronted with the real world, where women trade tips on how to create a badass smoky eye bc they love the way it looks and not bc they want to lock down a future husband, or where they report you to the police bc you won't stop standing outside their window…

They can't cope. As usual. It works in fiction, but not in the real world, and they can't handle the real world.

"But not all men!", I hear someone wailing, pounding his fists on his keyboard. If this doesn't apply to you, then it's not about you, dumbass. Be smarter.

That being said, if any finely toned queer athletes want to meet-cute me at the gym, where our hands brush as we both reach for a towel and I awkwardly giggle and try not to look too pathetic lifting weights for the first time, so they offers to help me out…yes, please.

It's not even fun to engage anymore. When some random dudebro accuses me of being a fake gamer girl, I say, "Sure thing, buddy" and keep on keepin' on. Nothing in my life changes if some guy tries to come for my nerd credentials. I used to attack, but now it's just boring.

"You're not really bi, you're just bi for male attention!"

"You're just jealous bc no man wants you!"

"You just pretend to like Star Wars to look cool to real (male) fans!"

Sure thing, bud. Have fun out there.