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weve invented this new form of satire where you behave exactly as society expects from you. whats the commentary you ask? and how does it improve anyones lives? uhh um well

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to everyone saying my gay gay pride flag isn’t inclusive: i hear you and im trying to do better… you’ll notice i’ve added another gay pride flag to the  first one. So now it’s even more colors :) I love you

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“i love women!” y’all can’t even handle:

lesbians

autistic women being sarcastic

black and brown women who are loud and assertive

feminists

teenage girls

10 year old tomboys

discussions and appreciation of female biology

reblog to add yours

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frankly if a woman chose to go out and get pregnant on purpose just so she can abort it, I would still support her. there will never ever be a circumstance where I oppose or judge a woman for having an abortion. idc

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"I read Jancee Dunn's book the night after I'd hidden in the bathroom, silently sobbing into a towel so I wouldn't wake the baby—or my husband, who was sleeping through his third consecutive night shift that I was somehow pulling alone, despite us both working full-time. I wasn't crying from exhaustion. I was crying because I had just calculated how much child support he'd have to pay if I left him.

This isn't a book. It's a goddamn mirror reflecting the darkest thoughts of every mother who's ever fantasized about abandoning her family at 3AM, not because she doesn't love them, but because she's drowning and her partner is standing on the shore checking his phone.

The Maternal Rage You Feel Isn't Mental Illness—It's Mathematics Dunn ruthlessly quantifies what most parenting books politely ignore: the raw numerical inequality of modern parenthood. When she tracks hours spent on childcare (her: 35 weekly, him: 9) while both work full-time, it's not anecdotal—it's violence. The liberation comes in recognizing your homicidal thoughts aren't hormonal or "crazy"—they're the rational response to systemic theft of your time, sleep, and identity while someone who claims to love you watches from the sidelines.

The "Mental Load" Isn't Just Unfair—It's Killing You Cell by Cell What devastated me wasn't just Dunn's account of doing everything—it was her scientific exploration of what invisible labor does to a woman's brain and body. The constant vigilance of tracking every family need doesn't just make you tired—it restructures neural pathways, elevates cortisol, and accelerates aging. When her doctor finds her blood pressure dangerously high while her husband's remains perfect despite their supposedly "shared" stress, the physiological consequences of inequality are laid bare. You're not imagining it—this imbalance is literally shortening your life.

Your Husband Isn't Just Annoying—He's Been Systematically Trained to Disable You The book's most chilling insight comes when Dunn investigates how her competent, intelligent husband develops "strategic incompetence" around domestic tasks. Her research reveals it's not accidental—it's subconscious warfare honed through generations of male socialization. The weaponized helplessness ("Where does this go?"), the learned blindness to mess, the performance of bumbling assistance—these aren't personality quirks but sophisticated tactics to maintain privilege while appearing supportive. I'll never hear "just tell me what needs done" the same way again.

The Fights You're Having Aren't About Chores—They're About Human Worth Dunn's epiphany comes not in cataloging tasks but in recognizing the existential question beneath them: whose time and peace matter? When her husband unthinkingly preserves his exercise routine while she hasn't showered in days, when he sleeps through night wakings because he "has work" (as though she doesn't), when he requires praise for basic parenting—the underlying message is that his humanity outranks hers. This reframing transformed how I understood my own marriage's breaking points.

You're Not Control-Freaking—You're Preventing Catastrophe The section that left me breathless was Dunn's dissection of "maternal gatekeeping." Her therapist suggests she's "not letting go" of child-rearing tasks—until she documents the actual consequences of her husband's cavalier parenting: a toddler left in soiled clothes for hours, forgotten medications, a child nearly hit by a car while dad texts. The gut-punch: sometimes the "perfectionist mom" narrative masks legitimate terror of what happens when the backup system fails. I've never felt more vindicated about my inability to "just relax."

Romance After Children Requires Blood Sacrifice—Usually Yours Dunn's unflinching examination of post-baby intimacy problems goes beyond fatigue to something darker: the resentment poisoning attraction. Her account of faking interest while mentally calculating how many hours of sleep she's losing made me physically flinch with recognition. The breakthrough comes not through date nights or lingerie but through radical redistribution of invisible labor. Her documentation of how performing oral sex feels easier than asking for help with dishes exposes how parenthood turns sex into another form of female emotional labor.

The Solutions Aren't Cute—They're Nuclear What elevates this beyond primal-scream therapy is Dunn's scorched-earth approach to reconstruction. She brings in hostage negotiators. Corporate efficiency experts. Therapists who specialize in high-conflict divorce. The message is clear: half-measures will fail. Her implementation of NASA's black box system for critical communication during arguments saved not just her marriage but possibly her husband's life. This isn't about better chore charts—it's about dismantling and rebuilding the entire operational system of your relationship.

This book should be handed to every couple in the delivery room, not as celebration but as warning. Dunn doesn't offer gentle suggestions for reconnecting with your spouse—she offers battlefield triage for the psychological trauma that parenthood inflicts on females and marriages."

This book is on my list of books that will forever change how you look at the actions of men (along with "Why Does He Do That" by Lundy Bancroft and others)

I heartily recommend it, even if you don't have or want kids, if you work with women in a mental health or healthcare setting.

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I am sick of people sugar coating the education crisis of American Adults. It is killing us. It is killing the world. Being nice about the fact that half of adults would struggle to read harry potter is going end us up dead as a species.

I am sick of losers jumping in to defend adults who don’t read books. Adults who don’t seek out news. I don’t give a fuck about their feelings. I don’t give a fuck if this makes them feel embarrassed and ashamed. They should feel that.

The stupidity of adults are poisoning our children. They are not raising well rounded kids. This is the time to stop the drain before it’s too late.

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Me as an art critic: this piece really explores the… Misogyny of the artist 🤔

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My biggest respect for this woman - for refusing to fence against a male opponent. What has become of our world.

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men will do literally anything other than engaging in pro-social community-oriented behavior and then get online and complain about how masculinity is vilified and men aren't allowed to be heroes anymore

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one of the most life changing truths i’ve heard of is my mentor explaining to me that the vagina isn’t a hole when we were discussing french feminism

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I'm sure most radfems have seen this already but

I just want to reiterate how perfectly this image shows that TRAs are not womens allies, have never been our allies, how quickly and happily they will gloat about violence towards us, how they wish violence upon us, how they would commit violence against us.

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I wonder what is the source that prostitution is "the oldest job" on earth?? Where does this bullshit come from ? Isn't it the most insulting thing ever? It's like admitting that women were always born to be raped. Go fuck yourself to all the people who believe that it's the oldest job, you're just porn sick and we deserve better than this misogyny.

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I bring you… my silly little comics. Saw a tik tok this morning about British Museum recognizing emperor Elagabalus as a trans woman 🏳️‍⚧️, and I just had to draw this.

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"Early medieval chroniclers, who would probably not have read Plato or Aristotle as they were not translated into Latin until the thirteenth century, often documented the exploits of warrior women without particular comment. The Abbot of Cluny, Peter the Venerable (c. 1092–1156), wrote that ‘it is not altogether exceptional among mortals for women to be in command of men, nor entirely unprecedented for them even to take up arms and accompany men to battle’. The Bishop of Rennes, Marbod (c. 1035–1133), praised the biblical Judith for beheading Holofernes and taking up arms against her enemies. Yet from the thirteenth century onwards, roughly contemporaneous with the translation and circulation of Aristotle and Plato, chroniclers and clerks began to express increasing levels of surprise and outrage at women who participate in military activities."

Medieval Women and War Female Roles in the Old French Tradition, Sophie Harwood