Tired...and calling it a day...

I am so tired now of most of what passes for feminism on the internet, and especially on blogs. I am so tired of the bitterness and the lies that women use against each other to try and prove their point, to try and win the upper hand, to try and gain some small victory over another woman, as though that were ever the goal of true feminism. I am so tired of the lack of support of women who need it, and the lack of understanding for other women who need it, and the lack of empathy and respect for women who are different from the writer in some way that I see all too regularly in supposedly feminist places.

I'll tell you specifically what I'm tired of, if specifics are what you want. I'm not linking though, as I see no real merit in doing so, and it would probably only lead to more lies and more evidence of how women can be incredibly blinkered and not listen when another woman is saying something they don't want to hear, and which does not fit with their ideology. And because I don't want links on this blog to the hatred and hypocrisy spewed by some feminists. I'm tired, stone dead tired, of Heart's lies and half-truths, of Mary Tracy's assumptions, of Rebecca's utopianism, of Pisaquari's irrelevance, of Polly Styrene's offensiveness, of V's blinkeredness, of Amy's oppression olympics, of JusticeWalks' sickness, of Maggie's ignorance, of Witchy's egoism. I am equally tired of other women who would rather remain silent that call one of their number out on objectionable behaviour, or who will even stand on the sidelines and cheer other women-hating women along.

I am tired, and repulsed by, the anti-mother feminists, the anti-pregnancy feminists, the anti-wife feminists, the anti-sex worker feminists, the anti-children feminists, the anti-housewife feminists, the anti-choice feminists, the anti-trans feminists; who are all anti-woman feminists. And, if you spend much time at all looking at feminist blogs, you will soon see that that is not an oxymoron, but pretty much what is expected of a feminist running a blog in the 21st Century.

I'm too busy being a breeder and a baby factory and a colluder in the patriarchy to be bothered with any of the feminist blogosphere's shit anymore, so I am bowing out. Have fun - there are women out there I love and consider friends - and I'll more than likely be around commenting here and there, but for this blog, that's it.