accuse myself of formerly being a “collaborationist” with the enemy – feminism.
me explain – I am female and I was born in 1961, in Ireland, not exactly the
most liberal place on the planet. But, this gives me a unique insight into that
sacred cow of feminism, patriarchy and the “oppression” of women by
also gives me an up close and personal experience of that other sacred cow of
feminism “the personal is the political”
after 51 years of life, which nicely coincides with the rise of feminism, what
conclusions have I reached?
I am sick to death of feminism, sick to the back teeth of every aspect, every
facet, every shape-shifting ploy that feminism has used to embed itself not only
into the very fabric of society, but into the places where it has no right, no
business being – the machinery of society – the legal and political structures
have watched and observed feminism (we used to call them women’s libbers) from
the shrill ridiculous rantings and ravings of a few lunatic over-privileged
middle class white women into a pernicious evil doctrine of hate, abuse and
a time when I should have embraced
feminism, should have, if I was smart, jumped on the gravy train of feminism,
during my teenage years (circa 1973 – 1979) I didn’t – could I have put into
words what I was feeling? At the time, no.
Could I have explained the unease, the suspicion, the sense of being
hoodwinked I felt? Again, at the time, no. The only thing I could do was to
never once identify myself AS feminist – which I did – as I entered my twenties,
I managed to clarify my opposition to the ideology that is feminism by
recognising that feminism had nothing to do with human
other thing that I observed was the sly dawning realisation in the minds of my
fellow “sisters” of the benefits, unfair advantages and opportunities feminism
gave women at the expense of men. In effect – the mantra of the sisterhood was
to “get back at men” - ALL men, for
some nameless unstated, unexamined, “crimes against women” all
for patriarchy? Never saw it – never experienced it – let me explain – as well
as a father and lots of uncles, I have six brothers, my brothers were all pretty
gregarious, so they had lots of male friends, half my class in school were male,
most of my friends had brothers and fathers, I have a lot of male cousins etc
etc. As, I grew older and began to work I encountered even more of the male sex.
So, I have had quite an extensive array of males to observe over my lifetime so
far – as a counterpoint – I have also had an extensive array of females to
have I personally observed, experienced and concluded in relation to patriarchy?
To be blunt – it’s complete and utter bullshit. But, I will go even further, any
discrimination, any negative treatment, any unfair practices directed at me have
ALWAYS been from women. ALWAYS. By far the worst has been from women who
identify themselves as feminists, in fact as I’ve grown older it has gotten
worse, to the extent that now that I have returned to college to study law I
find myself in a position where I am being discriminated against systematically,
persistently and visibly by feminists and feminist ideology, for one reason only
– I have publically declared – I AM NOT A FEMINIST.
back to the start – why do I accuse myself of being a collaborationist? Simple –
I should have spoken up before – I should have fought against the rise of the
feminist ideology, the feminist propaganda machine.
I found myself back in college I naively assumed that feminism had become
irrelevant, past it’s sell by date, become yet another idiotic doctrine that had
wrong I was – how naive – I should have paid more attention – and
all my life, I have never experienced more vile, blatant, vicious and evil
examples of abusive, bigoted people, such vile unrelenting discriminatory
practices, as I have encountered in the hallowed halls of academia, every last
one of them a feminist.
have never encountered such a deluge of misinformation, propaganda, downright
lies and twisted evil doctrines concentrated in one place.
I am personally experiencing the effects of this abusive and discriminatory
ideology, I cannot compare my experience to the abuse heaped upon the heads of
my fellow students – my fellow male students. It is
before you reach for the tissues on my behalf – hold up – don’t forget what I am
studying – Law.
my own small way I have managed to get one of these “Gender Studies” courses
bears explanation – how did I find myself in the firing line of the feminists?
As well as law I chose to study politics – not realising that politics had
changed from when I was younger – now apparently – politics means ONLY from a
me? Was my reaction – I’m not a feminist, feminism is an ideology which I DON’T
subscribe to, believe, support or sanction.
– tough – it’s the ONLY perspective allowed.
I thought, sounds like discrimination, sounds like a dictatorship, sounds like
bullshit. So, as a law student, I did what any self-respecting person who
believes in “equality” would do – I invoked the Equal Status Act J.
apart from the pleasure of having the offending course cancelled, or rather
being quietly slipped OFF the programme – I made my views known – I began to
realise that speaking out is one thing – doing something is quite another, so, I
am preparing to launch a campaign – Students Against Feminist Indoctrination
S.A.F.I – catchy isn’t it?
playing catch-up here at the moment, on so many levels, but, as my father taught
me, and taught me well – “knowledge is power” – as my mother taught me – “don’t
argue with fools, after a while no-one will be able to tell the difference”, an
extension of that in my experience is show everyone else that they are fools by
knowing more than they do.
writing to you to say thank you – over the last few months I’ve finally been
educating myself, informing myself, preparing – your site has been an
inspiration, and if I might say an invaluable resource, in fact there are a list
of sites and blogs that I wish to commend and credit for their excellence in
unmasking the evil doctrine of feminism, for providing a resource for sharpening
the tools needed to combat this pernicious doctrine and for being an
inspirational beacon of light in the darkness that feminism has cast over our
no particular order:
are many more which I’ve visited over the last six months which have been a
revelation and a source of information too numerous to mention – but the fact
that they are there is heartening.
as I encountered my first blast of full on feminism and began to experience its
insidious effects the thing which angered me personally the most was
warned – over and over again I was warned “not to rock the boat” “keep your head
down and just go along with them” “the feminists control this campus, they’ll
make you suffer” “just agree with everything they say and get the hell out of
here as fast as you can”
No, No, No, No! Never will I allow any person to TELL me what I should think,
what I should believe – NEVER.
the thing which really illustrated for me the sheer breadth and depth of the
evil that is feminism is this:
one of the most hate-filled vile propagandist “lectures” I have ever heard,
apart from the shock at what was being dripped like poison into the ears of the
class was the sense that the few men who were in attendance were sinking further
and further into their seats. The reality of the effect this poison had on them
was made very clear to me after this “lecture” one of my classmates a lovely man
in his 60’s – let’s call him Mike was almost in tears, shocked and ashamed at
what he perceived was the abuse his gender had heaped upon the heads of ALL
women, ALL throughout history (sorry, herstory – blah) everywhere.
is a man who has worked all his life, to support his family who he loves dearly,
who had voluntarily worked in his community for the betterment of ALL in his
community, this is a man who literally shouts, honour, integrity, honesty, and
he was pulverised, ground into the dirt, shamed and almost reduced to tears by
the lies, the viciousness, the calumny spewing from the mouth of the fattest
feminist I’ve ever seen who accuses
anyone who doesn’t agree with her of being an alcoholic (me – and I don’t
was the tipping point for me – to use a crude phrase that we are particularly
fond of here in the emerald isle, in relation to feminists “I wouldn’t piss on
them if they were on fire” but for this man, this lovely, kind, honourable man,
I would defend, support, stand beside, and be honoured to be his
in the battle to overthrow feminism – COUNT ME IN.