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posmasc · 7 months ago
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So about a month ago, there was this protest against a all male homeless shelter in brooklyn
that planned to be built near schools. Is is feminist to protest against it or classist/anti homeless. There were definitely some classist people in the protest so even if there was a valid reason to be against the homeless shelter, allying with conservatives is a bit of a yikes. Here the view against the home
Classists - Homeless Shelters shouldn't be built because they don't like homeless people.(These people were part of the protest)
(Rad) Feminists - Homeless Shelter isn't the issue to them but moreso the location. They believe that Homeless Men are likely to be a threat to children and to protect children, the homeless shelter must be moved elsewhere.
I wonder if an all female homeless shelter near children would be protested as well. Maybe the argument that Women are less likely to be violent towards children is enough for the public to trust an all female homeless shelter near kids.
Pro Shelter - Any help towards ending homelessness is good and this service is necessary.
What do you guys think?
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newyorkthegoldenage · 1 year ago
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The Rev. Mr. George Bolton, left, a former skid row derelict, speaks to a denizen of the Bowery as another sleeps in the doorway of the Bowery Mission, December 12, 1956. The 77-year-old Bowery Mission, one of several, dispenses soup, soap, and salvation. The Rev. Mr. Bolton often told the men about the "miracle" that lifted him from the gutter.
Photo: Associated Press
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evilwizardmousefairy · 3 days ago
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We need to STOP the SEXUALIZATION of HOMELESS PEOPLE!!
we all know homeless people are already going through a lot and are definitely in need of a little extra support, so it would be upsetting for them to hear nasty things about their appearance such as, some popular ones:
"ooo 100% going in the cum jar"
"mom can you drive a little slower past this guy, I don't want to scare him. *beats meat violently* "
"I just wanna rip out his remaining teeth and eat them"
"I wanna pull on his thinning hair while I give him the most vile back shots of all time"
I am unsure who is saying these things but IT NEEDS TO STOP!! I HATE CREEPS!!!
(I'm creeps, I've said all these things, homeless crack fein men around 50 or 60 are my ideal type)
(I'm 15)
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religion-is-a-mental-illness · 10 months ago
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Send them if you like but hopes and prayers do little to help those in a crisis.
Because best wishes and kind words don’t feed families after a flood. They don’t save homes from forest fires or shelter refugees fleeing conflict.
These problems need action, money, aid, shelter, food, water and medicine.
What use are prayers and good intentions here?
I wonder if we see this same passive in-activism for men and boys, with the numerous issues they experience being addressed through feel good platitudes such as ‘men can cry!’
The sentiment is good, but it doesn’t mean much to the homeless men starving on the street, the male survivors barred from refuges, or the fathers losing children in family court.
So, can we do better?
Is ‘men can cry’ the new ‘sending thoughts and prayers?’
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Sources:
ONS Homeless Deaths: https://www.ons.gov.uk/peoplepopulationandcommunity/birthsdeathsandmarriages/deaths/bulletins/deathsofhomelesspeopleinenglandandwales/2020registrations#deaths-of-homeless-people-data
Congress.gov, Causes of Death: https://www.congress.gov/bill/117th-congress/house-bill/5986/text?r=16
Boys' education gap: https://www.theguardian.com/education/2021/aug/13/girls-overtake-boys-in-a-level-and-gcse-maths-so-are-they-smarter
Sentences disparity: https://papers.ssrn.com/sol3/papers.cfm?abstract_id=2144002
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Platitudes like "thoughts and prayers" and "men can cry" are cheap and easy words. They're not intended to solve anything or do anything except give the one reciting them a sense of being a good person while keeping a safe distance from the problem. And especially, it's a way of telling men that they've just been doing things wrong, rather than that there are tangible societal disadvantages that require changes in law, policy or resources.
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timaeuslover001 · 6 months ago
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Feminism is Cancer because....
They Have nothing to help homeless women and children they say the most vulnerable are women and really the HOMELESS are the most vulnerable in our socisty
socially and physically.
they deal with stigmas of judgment from common people and employers and everyone in between even the workers at the shelters. so they get avoided, ignored and judged HARSHELY by everyone
and due to living life always soon their feet and vibrantly moving they have to pack lights and don't own much and often get robbed by anyone. their not protected or looked after by anyone not even police.
so when the #METOO movement was going on and women tried to push he narrative of stoping rapes....yeah OKAY!!
they have done NOTHING. no shelters have been built or even protested to be funded to be built.
where ia the protection for them? where was the pink cat ear wearing feminists on SKID ROW where the most assaults and rapes happen to women?
where is FOR FOR the legislation to assist homeless women in having place to house themselves if they are pregnant and the fudging for their babies.
I lived in Orlando almost twi yrs ago and the amount if homeless sDOWNTOWN is shocking!!!!!
they re literarily everywhere. the parks, side walks, bus stations, under the bridges ect. they are everywhere and there is NO OVERNIGHT shelter for them.
instead you create hostile work environment for men, make the male employers PASS OVER female applicants for high ranking postings because these men are scared that they can be accused of anything an die condemned and jailed falsely due to you #BelieveHer ideology of just believing a female accuser OUTSIDE of PROOF .
that got Johnny Depp out of jobs and other countless men in jail or even jobless permanently.
you worry about catacaller in the street and not actually rapeists that come out and attack these poor vulnerable individuals.
I mean you all aren't even active in your city. y'all live online in chatrooms an tik tok. where is the street activity. where is you at on your city hall? so y'all even vote? who is your local mayor sand governors?yasll skip jury duty and want to believe y'all acre about women
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stillarandom-radfem · 11 months ago
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I said this once on my old account, and I'm going to say it again: even if a TiM in a women's shelter isn't actively misbehaving towards the women in the shelter (and momentarily ignoring the fact, of course, that many of them do), by being there, he is still taking a bed away from actual biological women who have nowhere else to go. About 99% of biological women who are homeless become so due to domestic violence, and going back home could mean death for them. Meanwhile, most TiMs have experienced a male puberty, and could more than handle themselves in a male shelter. Yes, even TiMs who are on cross-sex hormones and have had cosmetic surgeries in hopes of "passing" as a woman. You are still significantly physically stronger than most women are; you'll be fine in the men's shelter. And, if they feel that there aren't enough shelters for guys, or that they want ones explicitly for trans people, they can always go out and build them. You know, like women did for ours? It's not our sex's job to compensate you with our beds and shelters that we took the time and effort specifically to set aside for ourselves. Not when our lives are on the line, and the only thing you risk injuring is your ego. That's not our problem. You deal with it, and then go find a bed at a men's shelter. No, I am not sorry for you. Go cry to someone who cares.
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ladyimaginarium · 2 months ago
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if y'all don't think of the homeless, addicts & sex workers in your activism then that's a problem. btw
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trensu · 2 years ago
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ETA: now on ao3 as Hawkins Halfway House for Homeless Horrors
ETA2: now with an additional snippet
okay, how's this for an AU
We know that Steve wants to be a dad. Like, his literal life dream is to have a minimum of six children. SIX. who wants that?? crazy people, that's who. but we forgive him his insanity because he's sweet and will actually probably be a really good dad and there's not enough of those in the world.
the downer is that it's the late 90s, he's a (still) single guy in his thirties, and every adoption agency on the planet would rather give their children to a heteronormative couple who don't even want kids than to a single dude who would dedicate his heart and soul to giving his kids a happy healthy home.
He's bemoaning his fate to Robin at a bar they recently discovered. It's a weird little joint, kinda tucked away on the outskirts where Steve could've sworn didn't exist just last week. The patrons were kinda weird too but neither he or Robin could put their finger on why or how. If Steve had been a little less miserable, and Robin a little less caught up in comforting him, they might've noticed how everyone else in the bar kept sneaking curious glances at them or how they somehow always kept most of their features hidden.
They didn't though. Even when they were interrupted by a handsome black gentleman who called himself Jeff. Jeff said that he couldn't help but overhear their dilemma and that he's actually part of an agency that is more open minded about potential foster or adoptive parents. Steve's a little deeper in his cups than he intended, and doesn't question that some random guy in a bar is offering him a chance of having children. Robin is not as far in her cups and finds it a bit suspicious.
She was going to say something about it but Jeff looked her in the eye and said, "Everything is fine. There's no reason to worry. I'm only trying to help."
"You're only trying to help," Robin murmured back blearily. "Everything is fine. Yeah. Yeah, 'm not worried."
Jeff gives Steve his card and tells him he can stop by the very next day if he'd like, since his schedule is open.
The next day, Steve is regretting having gotten so drunk. Not really because of the hangover (though holy shit, he is NOT twenty anymore he needs to stop drinking like one). No. It's because Jeff had just finished giving him a tour of the facility full of rambunctious children in need of a home.
Actually, that had been pretty okay even if the other adults in the facility startled at the sight of him and the children kept ducking into other rooms to hide from him.
No. It's because Jeff had just introduced him to a child named Dustin who sneezed unexpectedly and somehow turned into a kitten.
"Um," Steve said. Jeff sighed.
"Dustin hasn't gotten back control over his shapeshifting since his mother's passing, but I assure you he's been improving."
"...shapeshifting," Steve said, numbly.
"Yes. Dustin tends to go for cat shapes, like his mother did." Jeff bends down to pick up the loudly mewing tabby kitten. "We've managed to get him to shift mostly into a domestic shorthair, rather than a cougar cub."
"That's great," Steve squeaked as he tried to tamp down the growing hysteria in him. "Really, really great. Y'know what, Jeff, this whole thing's been great but I think I'm still kind of drunk so I'm just gonna go--"
"No, wait," Jeff says, quickly placing the Dustin kitten on his shoulder before reaching out to grab Steve by the elbow. "Please. Look, you seem like a good guy. I did a quick scan of you and everything, and I really think if you'd take a moment to sit down and--"
"JEFFORD BILLANY JONES."
Jeff's shoulders hunched, nearly dislodging Dustin from his shoulder. He sighed again and turned to face the man storming towards him and Steve.
"Eddy, you know none of that is my name."
"I'll call you whatever I want since for some unfathomable reason, you've brought a human into my sanctuary. Why is there a human in my home, Jeffamy."
"Eddy, let me explain."
"It's Eddie in front of the human," Eddie said.
Steve's brain was experiencing some sort of malfunction because Jeff had been calling this man Eddie, except if he concentrated, the way Jeff said Eddie and the way Eddie had said Eddie sounded very very different except it hadn't because they both sounded like Eddie except for how Jeff's Eddie sounded different from, the same as, different, just like--
A pair of ringed fingers snapped aggressively in front of his face, startling Steve from an impending aneurysm.
"You. Who are you, who sent you, what do you want."
Steve stuttered something incoherent. He's pretty sure he's had a mental break from reality. There was some sort of sentient black sludge creeping across the tiled floor, wrapping a tendril around Jeff's leg.
"What is that?" Steve squawked. Jeff beamed at him.
"Oh, this is El! She's a Monster Under the Bed. She hasn't decided on a form yet, but that's okay, we love her just as she is."
"Jeff," Eddie snapped. Jeff looked at Eddie stubbornly.
"You told me we needed all hands on deck."
"How dare you, I'd never stoop to using boat metaphors."
"Don't distract me with blatant lies. Eddy, you said we needed help. You said you'd take anyone at this point."
Steve has not been able to stop staring at the sludge creature (El?). He's beginning to realize that he can't quite remember what Jeff looked like, or any of the adults they had seen. He's noticing that some of the children that have been scampering about had looked off. Like the boy with the bowl-cut they had passed by earlier who had looked...frosty around the edges. Or the girl he thought had had red feathers in her hair but is now suspecting the feathers were something more than decorative.
Ringed fingers snap in front of his face again. Steve finally focused on the man named Eddie who was actually named Eddie which was different from Eddie somehow. Now that he's able to shove away the confusion that is this man's name, he's struck by the fact that Eddie was quite possibly the most gorgeous man Steve's ever seen. He had wide, dark eyes that made Steve think of seabeds in the deepest of waters. His hair was a riot of dark brown curls that for some reason brought to mind swirling schools of fish.
"Answer my questions," Eddie demanded. Steve blinked and, with some difficulty, remembered the previous interrogation.
"Uh, I'm Steve. Jeff invited me because I want to be a dad."
Eddie barked out a laugh.
"Oh, is that right? In that case, welcome to Hawkins' Halfway House for Homeless Horrors! I'm sure Jeff would love to finish introducing you to the rest of our children. Have you met Mike? He's a ghoul! Or Lucas! He's a werewolf and his dream is to become a basketball star. They both have very sharp teeth so watch out for their tantrums."
Jeff scowls at Eddie before turning back to Steve. Steve was starting to feel faint and he was no longer sure if he regretted drinking the night before or regretted not drinking more.
"Steve, it's okay. Eddy is making it sound scarier than it actually is. You said you wanted to be a dad, and we need foster parents that can help these kids learn how to blend in with humans. That's what the halfway house is for, but there's only so much they can learn while living in sanctuary. We need a way to have them experience the human world more directly while still keeping them safe, and I think you're the solution we've been looking for. What do you think?"
"I think I need to sit down," Steve said thinly. Eddie snorted derisively. Steve was slightly offended but honestly everything was a bit too much right now and he really would like to sit down for a moment just to process. Because monsters are real, apparently, and some of them need parents. Which was terrifying to think about but also not so much? Because all kids were little monsters some of the time right? If Steve could have a moment to get his bearings...
"This was a terrible idea, Jeffathan."
"I think it was a great idea, actually. I really think this could work."
"No. I forbid it. Don't do this again."
Then there was a sweet and beautiful humming. It made the edges of Steve's mind go fuzzy and soft. He blinked slowly and looked for the source of the sound. Eddie stared at him intently and when he spoke, his voice was like music.
"Steve," Eddie said. "Steve, do you want to make me happy?"
Steve nodded dumbly. He wanted that more than anything in the whole world. He wanted to make Eddie smile. He wanted Eddie to never stop singing.
"It would make me very happy if you went home and forgot everything you saw here today," Eddie continued.
Steve made a sad sound. He didn't want to forget. He didn't want to forget beautiful, gorgeous Eddie and this place that could make his dream come true.
"Please, Steve," Eddie's lyrical voice took on an aching mournful tone. "If you don't, you'll break my heart. I'll never be happy again."
The sadness in the song made Steve feel like the world was ending. Eddie couldn't be sad! Steve would rather die than make Eddie sad!
"I forget," Steve mumbled through the fog in his mind. "And you'll be happy?"
"So happy. I'd be the happiest man alive if you do that one little thing for me, my sweet Steve."
Steve nods again. "Okay."
"Good boy," Eddie croons. Steve felt like he swallowed the sun at those words. He followed Eddie as Eddie guided him through the halfway house. Eddie hummed his lovely song the entire way.
"Go home and forget," Eddie sang one last time as he helped Steve get behind the wheel of his car.
"Yeah," Steve replied dreamily and drove away.
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The telephone rang shrilly through his apartment. Steve stumbled out of bed and picked up, only fumbling it a little bit.
"H'llo?"
"Steve, what the hell, I've been trying to get a hold of you all day! Where have you been?" Robin's voice rang out, making Steve flinch. He scrubbed his free hand over his face tiredly.
"Home? I just woke up," Steve said. It was weird that he was fully dressed, he thought dazedly, but it wouldn't be the first time he's passed out drunk in his street clothes. Was he wearing this shirt yesterday? He could've sworn he'd worn the navy one.
"What? Just now? It's like five in the evening!"
"Huh. That'd explain the weird dream," Steve mumbled.
"Was it the one where you get seduced by a giant squid? Because I don't need to know more about your weird tentacle fetish."
"I don't have a tentacle fetish! I had the dream ONE time, and I wasn't being seduced, I was getting drowned and it was terrifying!"
"To-may-to, to-mah-to."
"Whatever, this one was weirder anyway."
"I find that hard to believe but now I'm morbidly curious. Hit me with it."
"...I don't remember."
"There goes my entertainment for the evening."
"Was there a reason you called, Robin?"
"Yes! I met this girl named Chrissy and I swear Steve, she's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen..."
Beautiful. Steve had the faint impression of dark eyes and silver rings, but it was quickly washed away like a child's sandcastle in the tide under the onslaught of Robin's ramblings. As he listened to his best friend, he couldn't help but feel there was something he'd forgotten. There was something he'd been planning on doing today, wasn't there...?
...oh, well. If it was really important, he'd remember eventually.
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classycookiexo · 5 months ago
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plutonianplaything2 · 6 months ago
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bye i relate to penelope featherington in an awful way bc i also am the unnoticed hopeless romantic chubby girl and episode four of season three has me crying
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killershrike · 2 months ago
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Hey guys, I'm really sorry to do this, but I recently suffered a house fire because I had a bad ptsd flashback/possibly seizure and so my roommate is (rightfully) kicking me out.
I'm currently scrambling trying to find a place to stay and figure my shit out yknow haha, my friend said I should just make a gofundme and let everything know and give the option to send some support. Absolutely nothing is required, of course. Anything would help absolutely, even just a reblog. I feel really stupid and scared I'm going to be homeless soon so idk yall I'm just falling apart and panicking yknow?
Here is my gofundme for more details. I'm sorry to ebeg like this, I'm just so fucking scared I'm going to be homeless soon.
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animentality · 1 year ago
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We need to let straight people play gay characters because first off, it's acting, and secondly, I think two straight men kissing for the pleasure of gay men and straight women everywhere is kind of a win for feminism. It's equality.
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mayisgoingnuts · 3 months ago
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" This drink is making me see a walking doll, gimme some more! "
" ..what the hell? "
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By: Brandon W. Yan, MD, MPH1,2; Elizabeth Arias, PhD3; Alan C. Geller, MPH, RN2; et al
Published: Nov 13, 2023
As life expectancy at birth in the US decreased for the second consecutive year, from 78.8 years (2019) to 77.0 years (2020) and 76.1 years (2021), the gap between women and men widened to 5.8 years, its largest since 1996 and an increase from a low of 4.8 years in 2010.1,2 For more than a century, US women have outlived US men, attributable to lower cardiovascular and lung cancer death rates related largely to differences in smoking behavior.1,2 This study systematically examines the contributions of COVID-19 and other underlying causes of death to the widened gender life expectancy gap from 2010 to 2021.
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Methods
Analyses were performed from March to July 2023 using Stata, version 17.0 (StataCorp LLC) and Office Excel (Microsoft). Using mortality data from the National Center for Health Statistics, this cross-sectional study examines the association of changes in cause-specific mortality with changes in the gap in life expectancy at birth between men and women from 2010 to 2021, divided by pre– and post–COVID-19 years. We used a decomposition technique to partition changes in the life expectancy gap between men and women into component additive parts that identify the causes of death having the greatest assocation, positive or negative, with changes in life expectancy.3 Cause of death categories are based on the International Statistical Classification of Diseases and Related Health Problems, Tenth Revision. For further specificity, we partitioned changes in unintentional injuries into select components (unintentional poisoning [mostly drug overdose], unintentional transport-related injuries, and all other injuries). We estimated the differences between men and women in the age-adjusted death rates for the top causes of death associated with changes in the life expectancy gender gap. This study was exempt from review from the Harvard Longwood Campus institutional review board, and informed consent was not required because this study used deidentified data. This study followed the STROBE reporting guideline.
Results
The gender life expectancy gap increased 0.23 years from 2010 to 2019 and 0.70 years from 2019 to 2021. Prior to COVID-19 in 2020, the largest contributors to worsening life expectancy for men vs women were unintentional injuries (−0.23 years [−0.23246/−0.5116 = 45.4%]), diabetes (−0.05 years [10.1%]), suicide (−0.04 years [7.8%]), homicide (−0.03 years [5.3%]), and heart disease (−0.03 years [4.9%]) (Figure, A). This was offset by differential improvement for men vs women in mortality from cancer (0.12 years [43.1%]), Alzheimer disease (0.06 years [20.5%]), and chronic lower respiratory disease (0.04 years [12.3%]), among others.
From 2019 to 2021, COVID-19 became the leading contributor to the widening gender life expectancy gap (−0.33 years [39.8%]) followed by unintentional injuries (−0.27 years [32.5%]) (Figure, B). The increasing maternal deaths among women and the relative reductions in cancer and perinatal conditions among men partially mitigated the increasing gap (Figure, B). From 2010 to 2021, unintentional poisonings (mostly drug overdoses) and unintentional transport-related injuries contributed 0.44 (86.3%) and 0.06 (11.8%) of the 0.51-year decrease in life expectancy from unintentional injuries. The absolute difference in age-adjusted death rates between men and women increased from 252 to 315 per 100 000 between 2010 and 2021, with a persistent gap for heart disease and widening gaps for COVID-19, unintentional injuries, and several other causes (Table).
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Discussion
This analysis finds that COVID-19 and the drug-overdose epidemic were major contributors to the widening gender gap in life expectancy in recent years. Men experienced higher COVID-19 death rates for likely multifactorial reasons, including higher burden of comorbidities and differences in health behaviors and socioeconomic factors, such as labor force participation, incarceration, and homelessness.4,5 Differentially worsening mortality from diabetes, heart disease, homicide, and suicide suggest that chronic metabolic disease and mental illness may also contribute. The increase in overdose deaths, homicide, and suicide underscore twin crises of deaths from despair and firearm violence.6 Limitations include binary gender classification and unexplored heterogeneity within disease classifications and across geographic and demographic subgroups. Future analyses could explore whether these trends changed after 2021, especially as the pandemic recedes, with further detail on specific causes.
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Look at that COVID differential. Nobody talked about how the two greatest contributing factors to COVID death where obesity and being male.
Life is the greatest privilege of all.
Followed by the privilege of anyone caring about your wellbeing.
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fairy25 · 1 year ago
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I don’t think the internet knows this but you can disagree with a woman and even think she’s an objectively awful person without wishing that she ends up homeless and forced into prostitution
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noirineverysense · 5 months ago
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tbh all the 'im scared to go out at night', 'id pick being in a forest with a bear rather than a man', 'id never go to x place alone bc men are there' just shows the irrational fears women have that are meant to keep them at home. Never mind the statistics showing that youre much more likely to be sexually assaulted by a man you know than a stranger, that just bc its gotten dark doesnt mean the men in your neighbourhood in daytime become street rapists at night, bc society has taught you stranger danger, that inside your home is the safest place to be when that is the place you are most likely to be sexually assaulted. Sorry but a random man in the forest isnt the most likely person to sexually assault you, its your partner.
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