Rikisgal - Rikisgal

pissed me OFF bad like omg how fucking stupid you can be talking about being an ally for an industry which is plagued with child exploitation and human trafficking? an industry where women are getting paid to get raped, an industry which exploits women and children sure fucking sure liberal feminism has done irreversible damage oh my goodness

oh wow violent threats against women isnt that new....

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i believe you MIGHT just be 5ish years late !! lmk if im wrong tho :)

when women’s oppression gets brought up, i can’t stop admiring men’s unwillingness to admit that their “suffering” isn’t caused by women.

“men die at wars😞😠” and guess who’s sending them to wars! and guess who made it so that historically only men can go into the army!

“we aren’t allowed to express our emotions😢” or what? you won’t fit the standard of a strong heroic man? who made that standard?

“women are gold diggers😒why must i pay for you at the restaurant?🤨” who set up the system in which women had no income and were dependant on their husband?

bro. i’ll tell you why your hand is hurting and bruised. that’s because you keep punching women in the face.

many would argue you can't be religious and a radical feminist 🫶

you can't be a christian and a radical feminist🫶🏻

Sex is why women are opressed

Gender is how

'Makeup is an art form', yes. If you use it to create funky, vibrant eyeshadows, tradgoth makeup or add spirals and designs to your face, this is a form of 'self expression', as people like to refer to it. It's abnormal and indicates you're doing it for yourself rather than to adhere to the standards of beauty.

However, doing makeup which looks ‘natural’, trying to hide the fact you’re wearing it, using it to cover blemishes, hyperpigmentation etc that is not self expression if anything it’s self concealment. Hiding your natural self to appear more attractive to society is not an art form it’s a form of subordination which reinforces the idea that women must perform and that there’s something inherently flawed about our bodies. But libfems aren’t ready for that conversation.

I cannot believe what I am about to say, but radical feminism is healing me.

I’ve been suffering from an eating disorder (an0rex1a) nearly all my life, my first worries about weight started when I was 9 years old and slightly chubby (and people made sure to point out that was bad).

More than a year ago, I reached my weight goal of 45kg at 175cm (99 lbs at 5’9"), and I thought I had made it. Finally, I became undeniably skinny, skinnier than most, the smallest I could be without dying, and therefore worthy.

Spending my days faintly, mostly sleeping, unable to work, study, or read, I thought that made me better. That my endless suffering meant I was worthy of true love, admiration, and all the better things in life.

Looking back, I am sad for my past self. For the first time in my life, I am making an effort to gain weight, to gain my life, my capacity, my abilities. I gained 7kg (15 pounds) in a year, but most of it came after reading (and taking it in—which took months) radical feminism theory, and now, being in this community.

Now, eating breakfast worth of calories of my full day back then, I feel freer. I am genuinely stopping equating my worth to my suffering, not just pretending I do in front of therapists and psychiatrists—but from within.

I cannot stress it enough. I had never been this free in my life, and throughout the endless years of treatment, I was sure I was never going to heal; some therapists even declined to work with me, for I was deemed a desperate case.

Therapy has flaws, as it focuses on the individual, on our own actions, while radical feminism points out the wider problem—systemic oppression.

The problem was never me.

Thinking back on my childhood when I thought racism was over, Nazis no longer existed, cops were good, and America was the land of the free.

Funny how words change. I was thinking about the phrase "gentleman's club," and what I'd IMAGINE that would mean (based on the definition of "gentleman") is a place for well-bred, intelligent, likely educated, civilized men to talk, drink and smoke cigars with other men of the same mindset. I picture Mr. Darcy sitting there with Mr. Bingley. Instead, it's come to mean "The lowest, dumbest, most perverted dirt bags you can imagine throwing filthy dollar bills at women who they're paying to take their clothes off." The men who visit these places are the furthest thing from gentlemen.

The funny thing is, if there were a "Lady's Club" it would probably still resemble exactly what we'd imagine: well-dressed, elegant women having a beautiful luncheon with their female friends, behaving totally appropriately. The most they might do that was "out of character" for ladies (supposedly) is laugh uproariously after a few glasses of wine.

Since I'm on the subject, Tea Rooms (which were very popular in America in the 1910's-20's and were generally owned by women) were very close to what I described as a Lady's Club, and I'd love to see them brought back. Getting dressed up to go to a fancy tea with a lot of female friends sounds like so much fun!