Over 50 years of “progress” and this is what we get?
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I hope this is meant to poke fun at or point out the stupidity of the situation, but I have a feeling it will be taken as the aspirational life of a "proud woman of color."
As if sitting around in a pile of you and your nasty cats own filth is something to aspire to. For God sake you can't even not throw disgusting masks on the floor? I don't think I've ever been accused of being a neat freak and right now there are no used food containers, discarded virus fear porn, or gross cats strewn about. There are a couple dishes in the sink, but at least I could be bothered to close the cabinets when I got a coffee mug out of them.
I know having children can be a burden, but I've seen the difference between my own father and his brother, who does not have kids, and it's night and day in their attitudes, health, and energy. For those women that feel like they've got it all with their cats/dogs, social media followers, and stacks of wine, will they feel the same on their deathbed, surrounded by no one?
I guess I fell into this one in a really odd way then. No children and highly unlikely I ever will, no cats/dogs, social media followers or stacks of wine either. Nor am I a woman. My inevitable deathbed has been something I've thought about in the past but just have to take that as it comes.
I think at least in my speculation those types are out on social media and with their cats seeking validation or as a replacement for something that's missing they wish they had but won't admit. That could just be myself trying to distance from the crazies to escape my own internal crazy though, who knows.
My comment wasn't meant to be a call out or anything. There just seems to be a trend between very vocal feminists, both the ones online and a few I know in real life, that are slowly coming to the realization that their biological clocks are ticking as more of their peer group is getting married and having children and now they bemoan how they can't find a man who respects them etc, etc.
The reason I like the idea of family is I see in my dad how much he enjoys being a father, even with all the challenges that come with it. There is something in conversing, teaching, and living life with your own child that I think brings completeness. Not to say there's not a path that doesn't involve children, this is just my personal belief.
I totally get it and for years I couldn't stand kids and have come to the realization that I really just don't like really little kids and spoiled brats. Once a lot of my cousins and nephews got to the 9-11 age range I realized they are actually quite interesting to be around. So, I most definitely see your point. I'm going to hope I can drag my nephews along to some fun things as they get older.
But yeah, the crazy feminist thing has certainly been consistent with my experience. Any I've come across have always been just the most bitter people.
Well, at least that gross black thing didn't breed any gross black brats.