How I became a feminist victim. If I was groped by someone, I didn’t give them a scathing look or slap away their hand, and I certainly didn’t tell them to fuck off.
Instead, I was scared into inaction. How could I countenance such a violation? How could I possibly process something so awful? After the event, I would go outside and cry. And then I would leave – feeling traumatised. Victim feminism taught me to see my body as inviolable – any action visited upon it was violence. It took me a long time to realise what had happened. Thankfully, I learned a lot from the experience. The answer to the problems we face as women is not to submit to the embrace of victim feminism, but to stand up for ourselves. Eleanor Sharman is a former editor of Versa and a student at the University of Oxford. Don’t miss spiked’s conference ‘The New Intolerance on Campus’ on Wednesday 17 February at Conway Hall in London. For permission to republish spiked articles, please contact Viv Regan. Climate of Fear. AVfM is funded entirely by ads and membership subscriptions, but you're running an ad blocker and don't have a subscription (or, if you do, you aren't logged in).
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Thanks! Once you've disabled your ad-blocker, refresh the page or click the X above. The dangers of brainwashing our children - Relating To Men. This week an image was shared with me that had been posted elsewhere on Facebook.
It was a slide presentation given to boys in an Australian school as part of the new government initiative of “respectful relationships”. While we all agree that respectful relationships are imperative, the manner in which this is being delivered is unscrupulous and is nothing more than brainwashing of our children, both boys and girls. My Facebook feed erupted when I shared this image posted earlier that day. Not only does this text in this portray an outright lie, it’s sending a damaging message to boys about themselves and the men in their lives. Typical of feminist methodology, this claim is an expanded fabrication at very best. If this image were true, would men not have killed off women by now? Religious education in schools is elective and indoctrination of ideologies shunned. Are reluctant men to blame for so many women being childless? Record numbers are never becoming mothers – and not by choice.
This article could be called Women affected by feminism as the “singer” Taylor Swift.
Read below: A kind, funny, handsome husband. A dream wedding in the little Norman church under the South Downs where she’d been raised. And then they would settle down in a ramshackle Georgian rectory in the countryside and have the beautiful babies she’d always dreamed of. She’d have at least two – hopefully more. This was Melanie Whitehouse’s dream as she grew up. So why has Melanie, now a 57-year-old author, found herself among the ranks of women in what has been dubbed Generation Childless?
But the cost has been high. And it’s not medical infertility that’s fuelling the rise of childlessness among these women. Instead, they are childless by circumstance. So who are the women who make up Generation Childless? Sadly, it seems that the majority of these childless women desperately wanted a family. Melanie Whitehouse is certainly one of these women. ‘I fell more and more in love as the months passed. Smoke, Mirrors And Violence Against Women - Relating To Men.
This is a gritty subject and like most I have found myself investigating and researching over the past year, not one that I particularly enjoy.
However we have reached a point where it is now past time to expose the truth of our so-called national ‘epidemic’ of domestic violence. Fundraising frauds, inflated figures, and deceptive misconduct are all part of the strategy to confuse the everyday Australian that we are in the midst of an epidemic. What we are in the midst of is a rort to line the pockets of women’s lobby group employees to the tune of almost $9million per year, with not one cent going to helping actual victims.
Here is the smoke. New York Times: SAT Full of Stereotypes, Girls Might Underperform. Apparently, some tutors are concerned that an SAT math question with a chart showing more boys than girls in math classes may have made taking the test too difficult for females to handle emotionally.
According to an article in the New York Times, the content of the question is an example of what’s called a “stereotype threat.” “When people are reminded during a test of a negative stereotype about their race or sex, psychologists say, it creates a kind of test anxiety that leads them to underperform,” the article explains. According to the article, the question was one of two that some people in the test-prep industry felt fell into this category. The other one was a verbal question that included a historical passage from the 19th century that argued that a woman’s place was in the home. Now, the article does admit that, according to the College Board, “No differences in the scores of boys and girls of comparable ability were found on the questions in dispute.”
So, what’s the problem? Generation Snowflake feminists are creating a culture where women are terrified of being offended. A top British thinker has claimed young women are in the grip of a “hysteria” which has made them unable to cope with being offended.
Claire Fox, head of a thinktank called the Institute of Ideas, has penned a coruscating critique of “Generation Snowflake”, the name given to a growing group of youngsters who “believe it’s their right to be protected from anything they might find unpalatable”. Alamy. How I became a feminist victim. If I was groped by someone, I didn’t give them a scathing look or slap away their hand, and I certainly didn’t tell them to fuck off.
Instead, I was scared into inaction. How could I countenance such a violation? How could I possibly process something so awful? After the event, I would go outside and cry. And then I would leave – feeling traumatised. Victim feminism taught me to see my body as inviolable – any action visited upon it was violence. The Real Victims of Victimhood.