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The Sexist &The Misogynist ... On The JOB

Even though the exact difference between The Sexist and The Misogynist is subtle, being able to identify the difference between them is crucial. 

&please fucking REMEMBER that this is a blogspace

not an academic research paper

*iroll*

my role here

as The Pen

is not to know everything

but to be able to put things into a context that can then be known

&thusly understood

also please REMEMBER

that i am currently living in Honolulu, Hawai'i

&this is all happening

here

as we live &breathe

• The Sexist
• Sexism is all wrapped up in the way that we interact with people depending on their sex (physical reproductive organs) AND gender (society's demand that the society-determined outward expression of one's physical reproductive organs and one's physical reproductive organs match)
• The Sexist sees your genitals, first and foremost, and then behaves according to the stereotypes in their mind about people who share your specific genitalia, and they expect you to behave according to these stereotypes
• Men and Women are equally Sexist; LGBTQ+ (again, be reminded of the hierarchy of the letters here, you will be lambasted as anti-whatever, if you do not know the "proper" order, etc.) being the most-sexist of us all as they demand to be identified by their sex, at all times, by all people; they demand that we all know with whom they want to have sex, whether or not you want to have sex with them
• The problem, however, arises from Men (of all sexual preferences) who are Sexist, because we are living in a Rule-by-Men type of World right now, Patriarchy
• Women Sexists are problematic, too, in that they are continuing to subscribe to the tiny boxes that define us, and so, by not-helping, they are, in fact, harming themselves and everyone else
• When someone outs themselves as a Sexist, for the first time, this is not a fire-able offense, in my opinion. This person, if unaware of their Sexism, needs to be reprimanded, obviously, and made aware of the fact that they are Sexist and thusly, must undergo more training, etc. If they change, great. If not, then it's time to go.
• The Misogynist
• Misogyny is built on top of Sexism
• ALL Misogynists are Sexist, but not all Sexists are Misogynists
• Misogynists take Sexism further by valuing Manhood (or even gayness) over Womanhood
• The Misogynist sees your genitals, first and foremost, and if you possess genitals that signal "woman," you will be treated as "lesser" by people who practice Misogyny (and remember, misogynists even include those who identify as "gay")
• Men and Women are equally misogynistic, only in that Boomers (over sixty) and Millennials (under forty-five) are nearing a 50/50-type of generational "control"
• I would argue that younger Men and Women tend not to be misogynists at the same rate as older Men and Women, and I would argue that more younger Men are misogynists than younger Women, but that older Men and Women are equally misogynistic. 
• I would also argue that Gen Xers are equally split, depending on general wokeness/intelligence, and so, their respective halves contribute equally to older and younger Men and Women
• When someone outs themselves as a Misogynist, strides must be taken to extricate this person from the jobplace, as swiftly as possible. 

^..^

There are about a dozen overnight jobbers at your jobplace; you are one of three females, and the only woman non-union overnight-manager (there's this one other non-union woman-manager who pops in from time to time, but she is hardly considered an "overnight manager," and recently, a new non-union young-woman overnight-manager arrived [non-union managers job for The Company; Union-Jobbers staff the store]). The overnight crew is split nearly down the middle with Boomers and Millennials. Of the Gen X, they would split equally along the lines of the Boomer/Millennial mentality, and so, the overnight jobforce is split 50/50 on Boomer v. Millennial Mentality.  

"Hey, Number 1 (non-white boomer man)," you stop The Boss one day. He stops and turns. "I think I need another tagger," you explain. "How about Blank (gen-x white-passing man)," he offers. "That's what I was thinking," you smile, from under your mask. "I'll talk to him before he leaves," he states.

The two of you part ways, and the next shift or two are spent training Blank on how to hang tags. Blank takes on the task of tagging slower than the others, and you're not sure why. He looks perfectly capable; he's a white-passing dude who peaked in high school, identifies as japanese, which is just like so gross, because you know, for a fact, that he'd identify as white on the Mainland and therefore, is "better" than all of us, just ask him, wait no, you don't even have to ask, he's a mouth-runner (side note: he's married to a korean-adoptee, and so, their two kids are half-korean, and a quarter-white/japanese, and they have japanese names, and they live with his japanese mother! *barf*). Anyway, he takes to tagging slower than the others, and so, you need to give him a little extra push AND you have to train him how to "look ahead," cause he, obviously, hasn't figured it out himself, like the others, and when you explain to him the "look ahead" technique, he scoffs and says, "Psht, that sounds like a woman's skill." And he didn't speak these words in front of just you, he said it in front of you and your two main taggers who are both not-white women, just like you. 

You, obviously, reported this to your (millennial white-man) MOD, at the time (he has since been moved stores). Obviously, no man cares about things like this, and so, you're fairly certain that nothing will be done about it. Months go by, and everything is basically alright. Blank continues to be the slow tagger, and that's fine, cause your other taggers are only getting better, and Blank's ego seems to be able to do the necessary gymnastics to convince himself that he's just as good as everyone, nay, we couldn't do it without him ... until, that is, you get your next new tagger (non-white millennial man), who happens to be a member of the Deaf Community. You brought him up to The Bosses, as a potential new-tagger; since he doesn't check at the registers, he can't ever be "pulled away" from tagging.

Your new tagger begins matching Blank's tagging speed within about two months; Blank's been tagging for over a year at this point, and then, your new tagger starts to hit a sort of exponential speed increase, just as you suspected he would (nowadays, he's so fast, in fact, that he came up to you, because he wants to hang all the tags by himself, lol, so you put him on a training regime so that he'll be able to do it one of these days), and it's becoming apparent to you that to speak to Blank about his tagging speed will not be pleasant. Blank began tilting, you noticed, by trying to take your main-main tagger "down a peg" when he showed you the tiny stack of tags she had leftover one night and asked with a scoff, "Like, what happened, she couldn't finish her tags tonight?" To which you responded, "You are incapable of hanging the amount of tags she hangs, in the time that she hangs them," as you walked away. 

Then one week, about a month ago, you must talk to him about his tagging speed, because he and one of your main woman taggers (not your main-main tagger, obviously, she is perfect; the other one) simply did not cut it one week. And so, just like you always do, you approach each of your taggers the next day to find out how the night went, and to find out if there were any wonky tags, etc., etc., etc., and this particular week, you had to do the hard job of confronting Blank's tagging speed. 

After you exchange banal bromides, "Yea, so last week was too slow," you start, "You and [the other woman tagger] needed to get X, Y, and Z done. I told you both, and I left explicit instructions." He puts on a face as if he's never been criticized once before in his whole life, can't even look you in the eyes, and says, "So you're managing my time, now?" You're blown away. You almost don't know what to say so you say, "Yea, I am managing your time if you are incapable of finishing your work during your shift, because that's my job to make sure that the job gets done," you answer. And then a customer walked into line, and he had to go be the checker. You obviously go and tell the MOD, one of two-new non-union, overnight-managers (the young-man one), and you can tell by the look on his face that he does not care, "I'll talk to him." To which you respond, "Fine, but I'm also telling Number 2 (non-white boomer man)," and at the end of your day, you tell Number 2.

Two weeks later, Blank is walking around the store, like he always does, about which you've complained, repeatedly, to all of the MODs you directly interact with, regularly, and because Blank is trying to manage the time of one of the other clerks, who outranks Blank by like seven years, you cannot take it anymore and ask, "Why are you managing his time? It's not your job to manage anyone. You do not need to manage anyone's time, especially not his, because he outranks you by like five years." 

To which Blank responds, "I don't give a shit. I like it better when you don't talk to me." 

Blank is a fifty-plus year old white-passing man.

This is a fifty-plus year old MAN saying these things out loud, to a supervisor, at his JOB.

This is a textbook White Gen X Man, in your opinion.

This is basically the only type of White-Man Gen Xer you've ever encountered.

They, along with White-Man Millennial/Gen X-cuspers are whiny little bitches, generally speaking.

You immediately tell the MOD, and you tell him in front of the clerk who outranks Blank, the young not-white man clerk about whom Blank does "not give a shit," so that the young clerk can hear what Blank actually thinks of him, because from Day One, Blank came in as if he was god's gift to us all. Blank took it upon himself to make us lowly little people feel better about all of this with his loud mouth, fake attitude, and obvious superiority complex (he is white/japanese, afterall, a death-mix for supremacy, if anyone were to ask you). Blank was obviously on full-tilt from the start. It's obvious to you, now, that Blank was spewing all his shit to comfort himself. Blank had, obviously, "fallen" from some higher height, in his mind, and all of this was beneath him (in fact, he was fired from his job on a shipping ship, because he's an anti-vaxxer, lol, and you learned this from the horse's mouth). This was obvious. And all of our fellow overnight jobbers are not stupid people. But mostly, the others don't want to make a fuss. Sticking your neck out is how you get killed, both literally and figuratively, around here. 

After reporting what Blank said to the MOD, you immediately pull the lever of the HR Hotline, and detail everything that happened that day. Once you receive your official report number, you start entering in all of the past-issues that were, obviously, never reported or taken care of. It's obvious to you now that none of the MEN managers EVER reported fucking Blank, officially, on PAPER! 

You are asked to state what would "resolve" this issue, and you state that the only resolution you will accept is Blank's removal from the overnight crew. 

Later in the day, Number 2 arrives, and we "talk" to Blank about what happened. Blank, obviously, denies the whole thing, and then Number 2 goes on to not only tell us about how he (Number 2, himself) nearly got fired but also, about how all he knows is that Blank gives really great customer service. And you almost cannot believe where you are, right now, in this moment, and you literally look around the office, and wonder if you've traveled to the 1950s? 

And you have to interrupt Number 2, "What does any of this have to do with anything?" And it's obvious to you now, that the fucking Number 2 person in this store literally does not know how to do his job! You're furious. Number 2 excuses Blank, and you rip into Number 2, "What the hell? We dragged Blank in here, cause he cussed me out, and you're sitting here telling him how great he is?!?! I fucking hate that guy. He's sitting here like a sad little puppy, but he is a fucking Misogynist, Number 2! Fuck this! I will not job here with Blank! If he shows up on Monday, I am walking out!" And you storm out of the office. Number 2 is an obvious Sexist; you know this about him; he talks to women about being pregnant. Number 2 cannot imagine Blank being "bad" at his job, but he sure can imagine you being "hysterical." You add all of the Sexist behavior Number 2 has shown to your HR report. You unload.

About ten minutes later, Number 2 peeps into your office, and asks if you'll come back to his office to talk to Number 1 over the phone. Number 1 talks you off the ledge. At the end of the conversation, however, he says, in so many words, "You know, this is going to be a 'he-said, she-said' thing," and you believed him, in the moment, because you were blinded by pure fucking rage. 

Two whole weeks go by, and every day or so, you add to your report all of the things that have, obvious to you now, not been reported.

One whole week later, you finally hear back from HR, cause she was on vacation, lol, and so, for three whole weeks, this fucktard, Blank, went unpunished for his behavior. How do you think he started behaving, now? Well, in general, it seemed like the rest of the overnight crew was filled in on what Blank said, and by the sheer force of social ostracism, Blank began trying to find friends outside of the department. It's sad, and you almost feel bad for the guy, and then you REMEMBER.

A few days later, over the phone, you recount to HR the meeting (answering forty-five minutes of other questions she had), and what Number 1 said with regards to this being a "he-said, she-said," and the HR person was, surprisingly, on your side about this. You're a non-union manager reporting not only insubordination but also, blatant sexism, misogyny and hostility. Later, later, we are finally in an in-person meeting with HR and Number 1. They say, in so many words, that Blank can't be removed, cause there's not a long enough paper trail. They even suggest that "You guys just shouldn't talk to each other." You, literally, have to explain to your own Company's HR person that her solution for us to "not talk to each other" is literally the definition of a toxic and hostile job environment. You look at her like she's stupid.

You're furious. 

You explain to them the problem, again and again and again. 

You're saying that the lack of paper trail IS the problem, duh, and they're saying, the lack of paper trail is why they can't do anything about it, cause Blank is a Union clerk. 

And then you explain how Blank can cuss you out, a non-union manager, and he has the protection of the Union, and you have nobody, because all of the MEN managers refused to do anything about Blank, for over a year! They keep telling you that Blank can't be removed, and you keep responding that you will just stop showing up, and Number 1 asks, "What do you mean?" To which HR answers, "She'll resign." To which you clarify, "No. I will not resign. I will not give notice. I will not train a new person. I will simply be gone one day. I will simply not show up one day, with no notice."

The three of you go around in the same circle three times until finally you say, "Why can't he just be transferred to a different store? Or I'll leave. It's no problem. I'll happily do some other job. I never even wanted this job, remember, Number 1? This job is hard enough, I certainly do not need any of this, too. I can't imagine how that will look, though, cause everyone will think that I'm being punished, when I didn't do anything wrong, and now Blank is going to walk around like he's the shit, like he already does, and say whatever he wants to anyone with no consequence? What do you think happens when everyone sees that Blank has gone unpunished?" 

And the look on their two faces is a look money cannot buy. It had, obviously, not even crossed their minds to simply transfer Blank out of the store to a different store. Nobody's getting fired; you didn't demand Blank's firing, although he should and would be getting fired if the MEN managers "in charge" fucking did their JOBS!

You leave Number 1 and HR with exactly that last thought, "If the MODs and Number 2 had been doing their jobs, we wouldn't be here."

You clock out and go home. 

You go on with your life.

You think of all of the women who are dealing with actual physical predators.

You're dealing with a man who spoke words at you.

You cannot even imagine trying to fight this fight about a man who physically harmed you sexually or otherwise.

You also know that all of the Globeaux (Majority) jobbers (men and women alike) at your jobplace are watching you.

You wake up, and like you do, you end up glancing at your email before getting ready for the night, and there it is, an email from Number 1, "Blank will start working at a different store effective 07/15. Please do not talk about it with anyone until all parties are notified." 

You go on with your life. You have maybe two, three shifts tops left with this fucker. And on Friday (07/11), Number 2 asks you into the office, and informs you, in person, of Blank's situation, "Blank will no longer be working here," and you can tell that Number 2 is very nervous, either in your presence or about the situation, who can know for sure? You fake-smile from under your mask, "Great [better late than never, I suppose]! Thanks a lot [fucker!]," and you storm out of the office. You consider this to be "all parties involved" knowing. 

But you will not be speaking about Blank, for any reason, to anybody in the store. 

You know that Blank is going to go on some face-saving tour for the next two-to-three shifts, and you couldn't give two fucks about whatever spin he needs to put on this to make it all about him being awesome and you being some bitch, and thinking about this, this pathetic, desperate Loser-Manchild going around the store, unprompted, and telling everyone how terrible you are makes you feel, like, so fucking awesome. 

Blank is someone else's problem now, and if he's some future woman's problem, on the job, there's a hefty paper trail; you made sure of it. Men in this Man's World must be chipped away at. Most of them are too old to change, and some of them are on our side, but ALL of them lack the emotional/intellectual tools to support us. And so, yes, here we Women are still/again doing the suffering and the educating.

The saddest part of all of this is that Blank has a preteen daughter. 

In your opinion, all of the man MODs you've been forced to suffer should be removed for their blatant Sexism and covert Misogyny. What you failed to mention to HR, because they resolved the issue without a second in-person meeting, is that these men MODs actually called you into the office for being "insubordinate" to the main (white millennial man) MOD, at the time. You were training your new Number 2, and you had explained to her that if she hears, "Backup checker to the front," that she was exempt from this call, now that she is fully in your department, and that she only needed to answer direct pages if someone calls her by name. 

You had left a copy of these instructions on Number 1's desk, like you always do at the end of your shift, and the (white-man) MOD, at the time, read your notes, and he threw a tantrum like a three-year old fucktard, dragged ALL of the men MODs at the time AND Number 1 into the office to whine like a little bitch that you were undermining his authority. You calmly explained yourself, and refused to admit that you were undermining him, and you explained to Number 1 that your new Number 2 is used to being called up to check, but that that's not her role anymore, but if they're desperate for a backup checker at two in the morning, then they have to call her by name or she won't come up to check, because she won't know that she needs to, because she's not a checker anymore. You do not apologize, and you are dismissed. You find out a little later that the (white-man) MOD went home early; he was so upset, lol.

You also fail to mention to HR (another loaded and ready example of the gross incompetence running rampant throughout management) that the two new, young-non-union managers dragged you into the office, THEIR FIRST WEEK, to "talk to you" about a complaint they received about you from a homeless thief who you remember had come up to you yelling about how you were racially profiling him. You literally had not even seen the guy, but then he made such a big scene that the two young ones let him stroll out of the store, hands full of Spam cans. "The guy wants to call corporate," the young-woman one begins. "Great! Did you give him the store's number?" you ask. "Well, no. He said he didn't know your name," she goes on. "Oh, well, whenever a homeless thief complains, I always show them my name tag, and give them the store's number and tell them to call Number 1, anytime, after eight-a-m!" you state, sarcastically serious, making a big show of its seriousness. The young-woman one gets it and looks seriously embarrassed, while the young-man one tries his damndest to hid a giggle. You storm out of the office. 

The young-woman one needs her space to recalibrate, and you give it to her.

And then, while all of this fucking-Blank nonsense is unfolding, you learn that the young-woman one was treating you like a Union clerk based off of faulty information that she had somehow acquired about your role. The two of you were talking about how the young-man one was sent off to the Mainland to job the strike, and you mention that, "I'd love to be sent to Colorado!" And the young-woman one puts on airs as if she's about to break bad news, "Well, it's only for non-union managers." To which you respond with a glance over your shoulder at her, "I am non-union." And yet again, the look on her face is not one that can be bought with money.

In your then-on-going report, you definitely mention this to HR, as well. 

And the young-woman one needs her space, yet again, to recalibrate, and you happily give it to her; she must be just like, so, so embarrassed by this point.

You were expecting to have to deal with Blank at your jobplace one more time, yesterday, but by some miracle, he was not there. The email said that 07/15 was his official start date at his new location, but for whatever reason (why the fuck would you care?), he's already gone.

[end note]

this is by no means a comprehensive recounting.

&this most-recent removal was the third person (two men, one woman) that i've had removed from the store in the two years that i've jobbed there

&i also had an sbux manager removed at the boulder, co, sbux (the second sbux location) that i jobbed at (the first sbux i jobbed at was managed by a [white-man] manager who was perfect [from my POV, if for whatever reason, some woman tells me otherwise, i will believe her and change my opinion about him, because as unbelievable as it seems to be for some men, men are actually capable of treating each individual differently, like duh], in syracuse, ny)

as women, the only thing you need to REMEMBER is to open your mouth and start a paper trail, immediately. 

the point is not to "win" some battle

the point is to chip away at the person (remember, men and women are equally sexist and misogynistic) who is the problem

you can start really small

&yes, it will feel really petty

&yes, you will feel bad about it, like you're doing something wrong cause you're "tattling" on someone

get over it

&REMEMBER

REMEMBER

REMEMBER

do not forget that this person is a misogynist

REMEMBER

you do not need to convince anyone with your first complaint

make the complaint

make it official

you can even admit that you're not sure how to read them

but this is how what they did/said made you FEEL

GET IT ON PAPER!

complain every time they do something that makes you uncomfortable

the rest will take care of itself

over time

chip, chip, chip away!

since i do not wish to give airtime to the assholes i've met

i am less enthused about writing more on the subject

however

if you have a specific question about how i really go about removing a toxic person

feel free to use the contact form in the left side-bar

if you need some help removing a misogynist

don't hesitate

i check email

all fucking day long

the fact that i had this experience about which this whole piece was written is also the reason why i actively encourage the young women i care about in my life to learn how to play POKER (texas hold'em, specifically) and to get good at it, because this is a Man's World in which we are currently trapped, and so, it is best to understand how "Men" think, which will only assist in navigating this World, as a Woman, in general.

The Wombstruation* Flex

i saw some headline about some woman, a model?, who like started her period at Wimbledon, and she was wearing a white skirt, and she fucking posted a pic of her stained skirt! full disclosure, i don't actually know if this is a true story, lol, never.the.less.... 

my knee-jerk reaction was straight-up ecstasy. i got some seriously good feels about this whole situation. and the vibes of the articles i skimmed were that she was being lauded. i was thrilled.

the next day, however, a different thought popped into my brain, and it was about how, when considering these wrought sexual/gender-identity times, she's also flexing her womanhood, and honestly, at this point, i'm all fucking for it. 

and then i felt even more positive feels about all of this, because all of this is happening while i, too, am wombstruating. 

^..^

Imagine that you are You, and You want to be a Tiger. You were born something else, but You want to be a Tiger. That's fine. What's wrong with that? Absolutely nothing. You dress up like a Tiger, and Society laughs and even maybe labels you "insane." Nevertheless, a Tiger You will be, and so, you continue your pursuit to change into the Tiger that you feel that you are, on the inside. And one day, you succeed. Nobody knows that you are You, because You look exactly like a Tiger. You openly use Tiger facilities; You openly live as a Tiger, and everyone accepts this. 

You're still not a Tiger. 

The problem does not stem from the people who want to be Tigers. The problem, obviously, is a Society that believes in only two-gender ways to live a "normal" life. This is one of the Identity Ideas that has been platformed by the Libtards ... Sexual/Gender Identity ... The Procrustean Bed for those who do not fit into one of two categories, and like, who does?

And this Procrustean Bed only leads to Elitism. There are "normal" sexual/gendered people and "others," and obviously the "normal" ones are "better." 

This is why it is FACT that these sorts of sexual/gender-identities should not be platformed. First, this idea does not affect what would be considered The Majority of We. In fact, it is an issue that affects a minority of a minority. Not that the issue should not exist, it should, but it should not be a Pillar of a political party, like duh. It simply does not resonate with enough of The Majority to be a Majority Issue. Nevertheless, this forced importance is here and so, must be dealt with, etc. 

Second, nobody seems to be looking far enough into the future to realize that "winning" this "fight" means that we all will, eventually, be identified BY OUR GENITALS. 

And this is where my opinion on this matter begins. 

The struggle of being a woman is

quite literally

a fight AGAINST being identified

by OUR GENITALS

like, FUCKING DUH!

And so, when you're born as a "man," and you feel so entitled to your "manhood" that you can be "whatever you want," and what you want is to be not only visibly a woman but recognized as such, YOU ARE A PROBLEM FOR THOSE OF US BORN AS WOMEN.

The people who are born as men but feel as though they are women are real; they exist, in both gender ways. I'm not doubting this, and I am not trying to deny their existence. Transgender People EXIST. This is just facts. 

My problems with their demands revolve solely around the fact that as women who are born women, We Fight against the visual stereotypes, the physical cues that make us "lesser" men, every single fucking day. And so, anyone who is fighting to uphold these cues that identify women as "lesser" men, is NO FRIEND OF OURS.

And the people who are BORN MEN but who FEEL WOMANISH ...

ARE THE ONES WHO ARE EMBRACING THE "WOMAN" STEREOTYPES MORE THAN ANYONE ELSE ON THIS PLANET

You want to LOOK LIKE a woman

because you FEEL LIKE a woman

You think that BEING a woman means wearing dresses

You think that BEING a woman means wearing makeup

You think that BEING a woman is all EXTERIOR

Oh yea, and we can all see what a fucking "woman" looks like to You. Fucking sexist!

HOW FUCKING FUCKING SEXIST OF YOU!

FUCK YOU!

Like, We Women born Women can barely even cut out a space of our own in this world

and You want us to SHARE IT?

Like, that's textbook MAN-thinking

You are not an Ally for Women

Your positioning makes you more of an Enemy

And so, live like a Tiger. What's the problem? Nobody really cares, if you look the part. If you look like a Tiger, how am I going to know the difference if you're using Tiger facilities? But at the end of the day, like, you need to look inside yourself and ask yourself why you need to adopt all of this Tiger Imagery? If you do not know how to live as the You inside yourself, the Issue is much larger than "Why can't I just be bunched in with women who are born women?" The Issue, Your Fight is about the Procrustean Bed of Sexual/Gender-Identity being too small. Your Fight isn't for the right to be a Woman. Your Fight is about being able to be Yourself. Like, duh.  

So, like, Start Your own Fight, and We will support You, cause first and foremost, what all of You seem to not-understand about being a Woman, is that BEING A WOMAN, first and foremost, is FIGHTING FIGHTS ON MULTIPLE FRONTS, ALL DAY, EVERY DAY, not fighting one self-ish fight that You're unwilling to even fight Yourself *blech* 

You wanna be a Woman? Fucking grow a pair.  

&like, if you haven't actually ever wombstruated

like shut the fuck up about it

fucking shut the fuck up!

*how is the word "men"** even part of any of this?

**yea, i know that the process stems from "menses," and that's not really my point, like, duh

The Majority &The Mob

The Libtards obviously made a lot of mistakes, but the biggest, largest, greatest mistake was platforming the Idea of Identity. I'ma just be blunt, cause "I slice, like a goddamn hammer."

YOU ARE NOT SPECIAL

YOU ARE NOT UNIQUE

YOU ARE NOT SPECIAL

YOU ARE NOT DIVERSE

YOU ARE NOT SPECIAL

YOU ARE NOT RARE

YOU ARE NOT SPECIAL

YOU ARE HUMAN

Just plain, old-fashioned human, and whatever "label" the Libtards convinced you you "deserve" simply ends up falling inside of the larger Venn diagram of HUMAN, like duh. 

There. I said it. 

The Libtards spent nearly a decade trying to divide us up into tiny little pieces and labels and titles. They tried to convince you that you are special, that you are different, that you are not like everyone else, that you are diversity. Why? The Leaders of the Libtards are Elitists, just like the Leaders of the GOP. This is not a fight about Left vs. Right. This is the LIE. The Real Fight is We, The People (the Majority) vs. Them (the Few). 

This battle, this True Battle is literally what our Founders were escaping when we fought for our freedom from the British Empire. Like, duh.

Every Fight within a State (a country) is a Fight between The Majority (We, The People) and The Few (the elites). 

WE ARE THE MAJORITY

WE, THE PEOPLE

WE, THE MAJORITY

The easiest way to dismantle a majority is to "divide and conquer." You know of this pithy prose, yes? The Libtards spent nearly a decade dismantling their own party. Why? The GOP have been fortunate enough to rely on good ol' religion to "unite" the Right, but this strategy is beginning to be less-reliable. 

Thus, see clearly now that it is not that The Left wanted to lose. It simply does not matter whether or not the Left or Right wins, as long as the Elites continue to win.

The War is that the Elites must win, or else, The Majority has turned into The Mob (not like a mob of "ethnic" gangsters, like, The Mob ... an unruly Majority ... fucking ... gah! ... here ... ugh)

^..^

The Majority and The Mob are the same group of people. It is us, WE, The People. We are The Majority; We are The People, and when We no longer want to listen to our overlords, WE become The Mob. 

The Libtards spent nearly a decade chipping away at us by convincing all of us that the Battle is between "White People" and "The Rest of Us" (labelled "Diversity"), when the Real Battle is ALWAYS The Majority (We, The People) v. The Few (the elites)

Do the math. Count up all of America's Billionaires + Every Elected Official = The Few (the elites)

Then look up the population of These United States - the elites = The Majority (We, The People)

Oh, if you don't know what an "Elite" is ... They are the Group of people who work tirelessly to consolidate Power among a small group of people who can gain entry into this Group through a number of ways (some of which I probably don't know about, as I am a mere pleb in this regard, no ... lower than pleb, Orphan):

1. You're born into it, either through your family's wealth or "power position"
2. You inherit it, i.e. golddiggers, etc.
3. You actually are a genius
4. You get lucky and get a lot of money for something you build, etc.
5. Other unknown options to me/I didn't want to spend more than a few seconds on this, cause I'm writing this, like I always do, in real time.

&c. 

Does that make sense? 

If you didn't know what an "Elite" or "Elitist" is, then does this mean that you are also confused by what all the stink is about "nepo-babies"? Prolly. So, a "nepo-baby" is Number 1 in the above list. An "Elitist" is someone who thinks that if they are someone on that above list, they are inherently "better" than all of Us ... an Elitist. Yes, there are elites who are NOT Elitists #facts. They are our friends, the two of them who exist ... lol.  

You can even be an Elitist without being part of the Few:

• Racists are Elitists. A Racist, however, is valuing their Race, as opposed to their financial state.
• Most College-grads are Elitists. College-grads, however, are valuing their Intellect, as opposed to their Race. 
• Etc., Etc., &c. 

Fuck, where was I?

Ah, shit, yes, The Mob. 

The thing, however, that WE DO NOT WANT is Mob Rule. No. We do not want Rule by Mob, Mob Rule, anything that even whiffs of being Ruled by The Mob. 

What we want is competence who can effectively translate what WE, The Majority, want to see happen into what it is that we want to see happen. 

Even the current office is not really doing this. The GOP is dividing itself up, as I type.

There is always a Middle-Way, but the elites must keep us distracted by the Extremes ... The Majority or The Mob, when the Truth is that We, The Majority, can utilize The Mob-Mentality, while still acknowledging that We want a COMPETENT LEADER, like duh. 

The LIE is always that this is an Either/Or Situation, when IT IS NOT. 

We, The Majority, The People, have all of the power. If We do not get what we want, We exercise our Power as The Mob, not to destroy, but to build. 

The Danger, however, of The Mob is that We are, in fact, SO POWERFUL that We can, indeed, BURN IT ALL DOWN, and nobody wants this. We do not want to take Us out with Them, no, but we want that same sort of Mob Mentality to muster all of Our Power at the Real Enemy ... The Elitists. 

&So, if nothing else, simply REMEMBER that you are NOT ONE. 

YOU ARE WE

All this talk of "The People," that's YOU. 

YOU have ALL THE POWER, in These United States ... on Empire.

The Elitist Elites are literally spending BILLIONS OF DOLLARS to make sure that You forget that 

YOU are The People

The We

The Majority

The Elitist Elites are literally spending BILLIONS OF DOLLARS to make sure that You forget that

You are the Most-Powerful Force on this planet ... A Citizen of Empire

and in/at this particular place in timespace

Citizens of Empire

still have ONE VOTE

EACH.

 

a Desi-Drawing

this is the Third Desi-Drawing

(the first two i received before i launched this site in this form

but i have them

obviously

they are still packed away

however

with all our documents, etc.)

that i've received in my lifetime 

thus far

(i hope!)

&of course

the drawing

itself

is absolutely gorgeous

but also

i do not come across very many people

who can teach me something

not because i am so smart

but rather

because the average person

is quite dumb

&so

to not only bump into

but also have the privilege to get to know

an intelligent young woman

is not something

about which

i have no interest

obviously

&since i am mostly a private person

about things that ought to be kept private

i will simply say

that there is a handwritten note

for me

on the back of this drawing

&the opening words of the note

taught me something

that i hadn't realized i did not know

&this

THIS

this gift of knowledge

is from the young woman

who drew this drawing

Desi

&she is very very young

&i am both stunned 

&in awe

of her

because she is basically the most beautiful person

on whom i've laid my own eyes

outwardly speaking

obviously

but look at how beautiful she is

on the inside, too

&when i met her

she was even younger

&she would lament to me

about how people are mean to her

&i knew

that i saw myself in her

the hot

popular genius

(only seen 

therefore understood

now

because i can look back)

whom everyone loathed for reasons that were never explained to me

&so

i didn't know what to tell her then

except to wonder

aloud

if she knew that she was Brilliant

&Beautiful

&that people

(high school girls)

were petty as shit

&so

we talked a bit

&in the end

she needed to realize

that she does not need to care about them

&now

here we are

The Hawai'i State Flower | Yellow Hibiscus

'My friend Dis Ray got new specs'

• the first time i posted about "new glasses" (pair No. 03, cause pics in my 1st and 2nd pairs are film)
• a post where the next pair of new glasses (No. 04) were first featured but not the subject
• the first time the next new pair (No. 05) shows up in a pic, &i sorta can't believe that i had this last pair for eight years ... damn. 

&YESTERDAY

No. 06

&literally, i woke up like this (BAHAHAHAHA!)

i was prescribed corrective lenses

when i started driving at fifteen

was given my first car at sixteen

sold my second car

(that i bought myself &paid off all by myself)

at twenty-six

&haven't had a car since

but i still have a license to drive

cause we will rent a car from time to time

&on my license

i'm flagged for corrective lenses

&i've only worn my specs to my job

one time

when my eye first got fucked up from the vog

 cause mostly

i wear contacts

but i'm strongly considering wearing these new specs

to the job tonight!

&no

i won't keep you posted about it

*shrug*

well actually

i might keep some of you posted about it

*yawn*

&no

this whole pic-style

is not new

*sigh*

On We

 as inspired by THEE @Journey2Antoinette

IMAGINE ...

you are you

and you're just walkin'

and all around you is complete darkness

except

the circle of light that surrounds you

about one step to each side

front

and back

you try your damndest to see beyond

but you cannot

all you have is this moment

in which you are existing

right now

and a little light

shining on what's to come

and what has been

one step

that's all you have

in any direction

that is all you can see

that is all you can know

now imagine ...

i am me

and i'm just walkin'

and all around me is complete darkness

except

the circle of light that surrounds me

about one step to each side

front

and back

i try my damndest to see beyond

but i cannot

all i have is this moment

in which i am existing

right now

and a little light

shining on what's to come

and what has been

one step

that's all i have

in any direction

that is all i can see

that is all i can know

and then

i see you

and you see me

and we

walk toward each other

now

i can see what you see

AND what i see

and you can see what i see

AND what you see

where does "right" and "wrong" fit in here?

now

you bring your family

and i bring the bodybuddy/lifemate

we

illuminate so much of this darkness

we

can see what we all see

where does "right" and "wrong" fit in here?

now

an entire community comes together

look at all that we can see

look at all of the light shining on this unknowable thing

we call LIFE

look

and see

that we are We

where does "right" and "wrong" fit in here?

On Power &Privilege | what they are; how they're obtained; &then, what to do with them #areyouaBBM?

[begin preface]

i watched some high-gloss interview* of one Melinda French Gates on uTube,

and in that video-interview,

it is ... obvious ... 

that she is on some public-image-creation mission.

why?

she is also in that "ever since i was a kid, i been legit,"^ phase of her life,

and i'm all for it.

[end preface]

[begin prologue]

i will use these three examples: Brains, Beauty, &Money,

for this lame-ass attempt at defining,

cause they are the most-relevant/most-easily grasped definers of Power,

imo.

[end prologue]

THE WHAT

The Frame .... humanity must be conceived of in its entirety, all the time, historically, prehistorically, as a species, when doing intellectual work. Our evolutionary path has not allowed for the idea of "being supported by others." This is not an idea that existed. This is a brand new idea in the historical framework of humanity's entirety. If you cannot support yourself, you die. If you cannot outrun that tiger, you're dead. If you cannot walk this trail for the next three days, we're leaving you behind. 

Power

if you are stupid

&i am smart (Brains)

i have more power than you

if you are ugly

&i am beautiful (Beauty)

i have more power than you

if you were born poor

&i rich (Money)

i have more power than you

Privilege

if you are stupid

&i am smart

i am more privileged than you

if you are ugly

&i am beautiful

i am more privileged than you

if you were born poor

&i rich

i am more privileged than you

THE HOW

Obviously, there is nothing that can be done about however you're born. Whatever circumstances you are born into are beyond your control. Everyone is, essentially, born powerless, but the power of the family (or lack thereof) into which you are born sort of encompasses you. Powerful families bear powerful children, to a point, and we'll get back to this, later. Powerless families bear powerless children, to a point, and we'll get back to this, later. Thus, Power is bestowed upon children who remain under the umbrella of their family's Power or lack thereof (uh, you know about Harry&Meghan, right?). Once that child becomes an adult, however, Power is up for grabs, because, for Adults, Power is not bestowed; Power is forged. People accumulate Power (like, we're literally watching this happen in real time through Harry&Meghan *barf*)

You accumulate Power through living your life. This is why the worst children of rich people never grow up. They refuse to get a life and be an adult, cultivate their own power, because they're most-likely, quite stupid and definitely fat-ass lazy, so they'd rather suck off the tit of their family, forever. *blech*

The people you meet, the people who get to learn about who you are are the people who empower you. 

Think of the most-Powerful person you interact with in your actual life.

Why are they Powerful? Are they beautiful? Are they smart? Are they rich?

Yes. Probably one or more of the above, right? 

That's what I thought.

So, what do you do when you are born-not with Brains, Beauty, or Money? Well, unfortunately, I'm not really here for you, so how did you end up here? My goal, here, with this post, is to empower the already-Power-filled. I happen to be surrounded by an amazing group of kiddos who are all very Power-filled, in their own right, right now. They just don't seem to know it, quite yet, because they are young, and so, I thought that anything that I might say to them to empower them will be useful to anyone who is like them, &they are AWESOME, but they are young. 

When you are born with Power, be it in the form of Brains, Beauty, &or Money, your REPUTATION is how you accumulate Power. If you have one of the BBMs, everyone is already looking at you. You have Power. You have their Attention. So, who are you? 

Who you choose to be will determine how much Power you will be able to truly accumulate. &If you're Powerful and Privileged enough to be born with one or more of the BBMs, then you have ALL THE POWER to choose who you will be, every single fucking day of your life. Why? Because if you're a Power Possessor of one of the BBMs, nobody is going to stand in your way. So do the thing. Do whatever the fuck you want, always.

The only Winners are the Doers.

This is how you accumulate Power among the powerless. 

If you do not possess one of the BBM Powers, it's like I said, I'm not really here for you. I couldn't speak to this type of Power-Accumulation, because I was born Powered and Privileged (along with a whole host of challenges, but nevertheless, Privileged if one does not consider the environment into which I was born, cause, in the end, all orphans are not adopted, &so, I already "hit that jackpot, now I'm ridin' 'round"), and thusly, this is my perspective, and so, I cannot really speak from some other perspective. &Like I said, all of the kiddos possess one or more of the BBM Powers, &I'm here for them #notsorryimnotsorry

THE WIELDER

The very first step to wielding one's Power in a meaningful way is through The Self. It's like the Oracle informs Neo, "Know Thy Self." Understanding who you are is the only way to be You. Otherwise, what's the shape of a life lived by someone who has no understanding about why they do what they do? They're mindless beings just wreaking havoc on the world because they simply do not know why they are doing what they are doing! This is one definition for a misogynist, btw. Fuck you! These types are selfish and lazy. As soon as you are aware of the fact that someone is like this, you stay far away from this person. You cannot change them, but their ignorance will hurt you, so keep a safe distance. 

Also, they're powerless.

&There's nothing more dangerous than a power-hunger man who is powerless, but this is not really about that, because who wants to talk about men?

So, if you are a Power Possessor, which you are or else you wouldn't be here, on this site, reading these words, let's be real, then you truly have the RESPONSIBILITY to not only DO MUCH with your life, but also, GIVE. &Yes, this giving will not be returned to you by the person to whom you gave, #facts but you will RECEIVE, at some point, in some shape that will be what you need, because the people to whom you give cannot give back to you in equal measure. Remember this. The Powered &Privileged are just that, Powerful and Privileged, but the reality of the situation, the inequity of life, the "Infinite Jest," is that any single fucking one of us could be born as anyone, ANYONE. 

&So, when you hit the figurative "jackpot," you are not special; you are the result of a gamble. Every single fucking one of us is only here by the ROLL OF DICE. There is nothing else but PURE LUCK. You are not inherently "better" than anyone simply because you were born with one of the BBM Powers. You are simply lucky. &When you're lucky, you need to be generous, because you could've been born, just as easily, without any of your Powers &Privileges. IT'S PURE FUCKING LUCK! 

&So, you have the responsibility to REMEMBER, because, unfortunately for us,

"To whom much is given, much is expected."

&The expectation is of Greatness, but Greatness has lost all meaning in this Time of Meaninglessness. Greatness has been cast as this thing that can be achieved. But Greatness has nothing to do with anyone else or what anyone else thinks about you. Greatness is the You inside you. Are You Great? Are You striving to do the right thing, or are you out to get everyone? Are You thinking about humanity as a whole, or are you thinking only of yourself? Who are You, on the inside, the You nobody will ever truly know but You.

You're the only one who has to truly live with Yourself. The rest of us can just leave You.

"THERE IS NO SPOON"

&Now, we've arrived at the Tale as Old as Time, 

Fucking FATE

That's right, I know you know what I'm talking about, &yes, humanity has been wrestling with this idea for as long as we've been able to conceive of it. To this day, the idea of Fate, Destiny in the face of Free Will, Overlords is a great debate. 

The Truth is that yea, You have some sort of Fate, cause Time must unfold over ... time, &so, we're all sort of "destined" for something, you know? But you have a goddamn brain, right? If you don't like your life, use your goddamn brain and change it. Like. Duh. I'm obviously not speaking to those who are born differently-abled (fuck you, Dems!). I do care, IMMENSELY, about disability advocacy, because old age will disable us all &so would even consider myself a disability advocate, but this is not about that, because my lived experience has not been shaped by a physical or mental disability, etc. I have, however, experienced a temporary bout of living with an injury that disabled me for many many years, that I have to still live with to this day, but I am, by no means, "disabled." &This is not about that, &I am actually sorry that this cannot be about that, at this time, cause like, every post can't be about everything. Ugh. Sorry :( 

Anyway, yes, we're all on some journey, the Whims of Time, per se, and we all know about the people, the ones on whom Life has just, like, really gotten its hands, you know? They refuse to make any decisions for themselves; they have zero accountability for themselves; they even view themselves as a victim, when the reality of the situation is that they had a full-time job, and then they told their boss that they got some other full-time job, and now they're telling you, their new boss, while crying that "I'm just like, I don't know what I did? They just moved me off the schedule." These are the types who take zero responsibility for their lives, as if they don't have a brain, and so, Fate can create whatever Destiny for them. &Usually, they call themselves "Christians."    

But The Reality is that you have a brain. You have a body. You, hopefully, have some money. So, quite literally, you can do whatever the fuck you want with your life, &the ultimate Truth is that if you are one of these people who can DO whatever the fuck you want with your life (maybe not all the time, let's not be megalomaniacs), generally speaking, YOU ARE POWERFUL &PRIVILEGED. You are The Ruler of your own Life. There is no destiny! There is only You and Your Life! 

&For as stupid as the average human might seem, humans, in general, are extremely intelligent with regards to social hierarchies, because we are SOCIAL CREATURES. 

Thus, when a mere pleb sees You, a self-possessed Power Possessor, they see Power, which means that You are Powerful.

THE RUB

You're not supposed to brag, &yet the cries of the underprivileged are demanding exactly that ... to "check your privilege" is to speak aloud, or at least identify within yourself your privileges. But how do you reconcile this with the idea that one is not "supposed" to brag or think highly of one's self. To acknowledge your privilege means that you're admitting your position in this life. Yea, I'm smart. Yea, I'm hot. Yea, I'm rich. But this sort of acknowledgement can easily be contorted into a brag, an egoistic proclamation about how "great" one is, &so, what the people who demand this "check" on one's "privilege" fail to understand is that it's a bad demand. It's superficial and gross. 

The real question, the real ask is to convince everyone that you are aware of Your Powers &Privileges, but that you don't really care about them, but you definitely fucking know how to wield them, all at the same time, because that's who You are. It is not who you are trying to be. It is WHO YOU ARE.

Enter Melinda French Gates.

She's fucking nailing this on the head. We, as Powerful &Privileged women, can learn a lot about the way that she's making herself public to the Public. She understands the task and the risk. She's the whole package.

The Task is, obviously, to be Everything and to be Perfect. She's Brains and Beauty. And she's fucking RICH AS BALLS. She knows this, and even though she may or may not shrug off being "perfect," she's fucking smart enough to know that she doesn't have a choice. She's walking the tight rope, as we speak, and we, as women, should all be very very grateful that she is choosing to be this person.

If a person exists who MUST do what she is doing, right now, it is Melinda French Gates. She is Power-Filled &Privileged OUT THE ASS. &Honestly, the timing is kind of amazing. &Obviously, she knows this. 

I, too, figured out a sort of Power Position for myself not too long ago, &it really seems like a good fit. These moves that French is making, right now, is only affirming my hunch. &I am truly truly grateful. 

THE END 

   

*read: paid promo, etc.

^&yes, i absolutely love the next line. fuck the losers! 

Watch out World, it sure seems like Melinda French Gates is ramping up for a United-Statesian Presidential Run *fingerscrossed*

 

bday bennies for the bodybuddy/lifemate 8====>~

  

   

this is, quite literally, the third time i've made benny sauce
(been poaching eggs [cooking eggs, in general, really] for forever
concertedly since 2008
when i lived alone for the very first time
all by myself
in a perfect little one-bedroom apartment
tucked away behind some bushes
in a larger complex that looked like a wood cabin, etc.,
is when i bought a dozen eggs
for the sole purpose
of teaching myself
how to poach an egg)
&i think i definitely figured something out this round
about the sauce
cause i didn't let the sauce cool
&so it's a bit runny
in these here pics
but i think the butter needs to sorta stiffen
to give the sauce that perfect consistency
cause as we were eating them
the sauce started to really turn into
what i would consider
the "right" consistency
*yom*

from whence we came ... 

• Sailing Summits
• Spring Spar

... REMEMBER, nobody just wakes up one morning and is amazing ... NOBODY.

She Soar

"She Soar" by 선 2025 june from the album Support Systems 

approximately 21" x 13" unframed poster board

&rubber cement

paper from Vogue magazine (24dec-25may)

& PAPER, PAPER, PAPER: The Botanical Collection

Splendid Solitude

"Splendid Solitude" by 선 2025 june from the album Support Systems

approximately 5.5" x 7" unframed poster board

&rubber cement

presented on brown bag paper

paper from Vogue magazine (24dec-25may)

& PAPER PAPER PAPER: The Botanical Collection