On Womenkind

On Womenkind

At the BP in Warsaw, KY, with Jessica Brooks as cashier, a mother and her daughter were next in line in front of me. The daughter started to throw a temper tantrum, stomping her foot, and demanding that she get some candy. The mother was clearly pissed off, and embarrassed, and acted like she was going to say something mean, or hit her, but instead, the mother calmed herself, took a deep breath, and said, “You know what? When it comes to the boys, I have no problem disciplining them. But with her, I just can't bring myself to do it.” Why? Because to the mother, her daughter was her, a smaller version of her. To the mother, her daughter was a human being, whose value and worth and dignity didn't need to be smacked out of her, even if she was acting like an entitled asshole.

But for the boys, that's an entirely different story.

Here's a video of a bunny rabbit taking about 5 seconds to fuck and get off. 5 seconds.

This scares the shit out of me. For a daily “5 seconds” of pleasure, I've been ready to throw my entire life down the drain. And it's not just about sex with me, but sex is a major part of romantic relationships. Without sex, I wouldn't be doing it, the whole relationship thang. I've heard women say the same thing. I remember falling in love with a prostitute, and while she was fucking lots of men for money, I got very little play, or love, or anything, really. It felt like she was thinking, “Oh, you love me, do you? Well then... fuck you! Lol”. Basically, I was the character in Seth McFarland's “Million Ways to Die in the West” that was in love with Sarah Silverman's character. 

Can you imagine where you have to be mentally in order to fall in love with a prostitute? Had I been a paying “John”, and started fucking her to begin with, then eventually, she would have fallen in love with me. But because I fell in love with her first... later on, I offered to pay for sex, but she said, “Love doesn't need to pay.” I thought, “yeah, love means no sex”, and then watched her walk away. But that was right before she started kissing me all over my face, which did teach me something. 

To love somebody who doesn't love you back, to love somebody who only wants to manipulate you, control you, take your money, etc, isn't only hell. It's death. A slow painful death.

xxXxx

The first woman to tell me the truth about heterosexual relationships was some random supermodel—whose name I forget—in People magazine. She said that in all heterosexual relationships, the man loses, and the woman wins. In ALL heterosexual relationships.

Author Anne Moody is the second woman to tell me the truth about male-female relationships.

“Because Natchez College was so small, most of the relationships between girls and boys were a public thing. Everybody knew everybody else's business. The students were all shocked when I started going with Keemp, especially the Sophomore boys who had tried to make it with me the year before. A couple of the guys who had tried hardest came up and bluntly asked me what did I see in Keemp or what did Keemp have to offer me that they didn't. I was a little surprised at the girls' reaction. Most of them seemed glad that I had finally decided to join the club. So much so that they started giving me all kinds of advice about how to handle men.” (Coming of Age in Mississippi by Anne Moody, pg. 230, Ch. 19).

If all a woman wants to do, is "handle" her man, then, truly and honestly, she doesn't love him. She only wants to oppress him, to exploit his love, to use his love against him, but not to empathize with him, and not to care about him.

Anne Frank was the next female to tell me the truth about male-female relationships. Anne Frank played poor Peter like a fool. She was living with him, in the Secret Annex, with the other 6 or so folks, and eventually, she fell for him. But she was gunning for him for weeks. It was Anne Frank's intention to not only “get” Peter, but to reverse the chase, in order to get him to kiss her, as if it was his decision. But once Peter fell for that, then Anne Frank began to feel like Peter was a dull boy...

But I do not fault Anne Frank. In the very beginning of the book, she was talking about how much the boys admired her, and would dote on her.

“I have strings of boy friends, anxious to catch a glimpse of me and who, failing that, peep at me through mirrors in class.” (June 20, 1942).

“I expect you will be rather surprised at the fact that I should talk of boy friends at my age. Alas, one simply can't seem to avoid it at our school. As soon as a boy asks if he may bicycle home with me and we get into conversation, nine out of ten times I can be sure that he will fall head over heels in love immediately and simply won't allow me out of his sight. After a while it cools down of course, especially as I take little notice of ardent looks and pedal blithely on. If it gets so far that they begin about “asking Father” I swerve slightly on my bicycle, my satchel falls, the young man is bound to get off and hand it to me, by which time I have introduced a new topic of conversation. These are the most innocent types; you get some who blow kisses or try to get hold of your arm, but then they are definitely knocking at the wrong door. I get off my bicycle and refuse to go further in their company, or I pretend to be insulted and tell them in no uncertain terms to clear off.” (June 20, 1942, the 2^nd entry).

Having so many Prince Charmings admiring you, it would be hard to not think of oneself as a sort of Princess, or even, a God.

Plus Anne Frank is a genius. If Ashley Judd is right about the women of Kentucky, where they can make or break the state, then we need more good wholesome smart Anne Franks, and less Mahala Banks. 

“I wonder if it's really a good quality not to let myself be influenced. Is it really good to follow almost entirely my own conscience?” (July 6, 1944). Yes Anne, that is a wonderful quality about you.

“Yet this was not my greatest disappointment; no, I ponder far more over Peter than Daddy. I know very well that I conquered him instead of he conquering me. I created an image of him in my mind, pictured him as a quiet, sensitive, lovable boy, who needed affection and friendship. I needed a living person to whom I could pour out my heart; I wanted a friend who'd help to put me on the right road. I achieved what I wanted, and, slowly but surely, I drew him towards me. Finally, when I had made him feel friendly, it automatically developed into an intimacy which, on second thought, I don't think I ought to have allowed.” (July 6, 1944)

“We talked about the most private things, and yet up till now we have never touched on those things that filled, and still fill, my heart and soul. I still don't know quite what to make of Peter, is he superficial, or does he still feel shy, even of me? But dropping that, I committed one error in my desire to make a real friendship: I switched over and tried to get at him by developing it into a more intimate relation, whereas I should have explored all other possibilities. He longs to be loved and I can see that he's beginning to be more and more in love with me. He gets satisfaction out of our meetings, whereas they just have the effect of making me want to try it out with him again. And yet I don't seem able to touch on the subjects that I'm so longing to bring out into the daylight. I drew Peter towards me, far more than he realizes. Now he clings to me, and for the time being, I don't see any way of shaking him off and putting him on his own feet. When I realized that he could not be a friend for my understanding, I thought I would at least try to lift him up out of his narrow-mindedness and make him do something with his youth.” (July 6, 1944)

Anne Frank conquered Peter, not the other way around, and since Anne Frank drew Peter towards her, “more than he realizes”, now poor hopeless abused Peter “clings” to Anne Frank, and she can't see a way to shake him off.

Look at all the books Anne Frank read by the time she was 15!

Amy Shumer says much of the same things. For Amy Shumer, it wasn't the women who became all clingy, becoming crazy stalker texters, and wanted marriage: it was the men. Amy Shumer also told Jerry Seinfeld, when his car broke down, that if he was a woman, she'd feel really bad for him. 

“It is absolutely because you're a man. Yeah, if you were a woman, I'd feel really bad for you.”

I forget where I saw it, but I recall one woman on TV bragging about how she has one man who pays for her apartment, another man who pays her electric bill, another one who pays for her car, etc. And yet, to hear how women talk about men, you'd think they were all scum. That same woman, ironically, whenever she speaks about worldly matters, is a Republican, and hates all socialists and hippies. “Get a job!” she shouts at the riffraff. “Get a job like my dozen boyfriends have!”

Here's something else Anne Frank taught me:

“Quite honestly, I can't imagine how anyone can say: “I'm weak,” and then remain so. After all, if you know it, why not fight against it, why not try to train your character?” (July 6, 1944).

And another gem:

“Laziness may appear attractive, but work gives satisfaction.” (July 6, 1944... so many lessons, given in just one day!)

xxx

The men in the KKK declared that they were defending “white womanhood”, as in, “they're taking our women!”.

In Fulton County, Kentucky, October 1908, David Walker, a Black man, was lynched, along with his entire family because he got into an argument with a white woman, allegedly. David Walker and his entire family was murdered because of the KKK's defense of “white womanhood”. 50 Kluxer “night riders” surrounded David Walker's house, and when David came out, they riddled him with bullets. They did the same to David Walker's wife, who was holding a baby, when she walked out, just as they shot up the other children who came out. David Walker's eldest son chose to stay in the house, and was burnt to death. All because David Walker got into an argument with a white woman, allegedly, his entire family was murdered.

So, are we trying to say that a white woman can't be wrong? Shit, white women are wrong all of the time.

Remember this guy? He was a brown-skinned postman, he delivered the mail, like he was supposed to do, and that was his crime: doing his job. 

“There's a police officer right there. He's a friend of mine. Now give me the fucking thing back.” ~Erika Winchester, white woman

“Where do you want the signatures, you fucking nigger thief. Do you want me to lock you up for life, you asshole. Give me my shit back. And I'm not prejudiced, but right now I'm really pissed off.” ~Erika Winchester, white woman

Hugson Jean: “Why are you calling me names?”

Erika Winchester: “Because you're acting like a nigger.”

Erike Winchester: “Take the card back or else white people will kill you.”

Hugson Jean: “Why do you want to kill me?”

“I don't, but they do.”

Postman: “Who?”

“White people.”

xxx

“Why are you slapping me?”

“Why do you want to do this? You killed Martin Luther King, you niggers turn on each other. You're stupid.” … “You all turn on each other. You can all go under.” … “I'm not slapping you. Your wife slaps you.”

A white woman signed for a package or a document who then changed her mind, and tried to give the package or document back to the Black man (African Black). She never got in any trouble for her assaults, for her crimes. In fact, she minimized what she was doing: “Oh, your wife slaps you.” Is that how marriage is supposed to be? You get beat up by her? That's the equality women are screaming for? Even if she couldn't physically hurt me, if she attacked me, emotionally, I'd be devastated. Why do you want to hurt me? Why do you want to injure my body? And if you don't even care for my body, how can I trust you'd care about my ambitions, future, life?

If a woman was ever attacking Bill Burr, and he couldn't stop her, he'd run into the bathroom and call the police... like a real man does!

Well, long story short, the white woman, for harassing and assaulting and threatening the postman, who was just doing his job, got cops posted up at her house, after her racism was aired out for the world to see. She's the one who got the police protection. And she didn't even think to hide her racism. She knew she was on camera, but didn't a fuck. She kept on calling him a “nigger”. She thought she was so clever, and then she pretended like she was actually helping him. But the undercurrent of hatred against the man just because of the color of skin was very apparent. She knew the video camera was on her face, but that didn't stop her vitriol, or her crimes. She used to babysit a cop's kid, and no charges were ever pressed against her. She got away with assault, harassing communications, hate speech, and a number of other crimes. In fact, Erika Winchester had police patrolling her house, protecting her. Wtf?

Hugson Jean, the postman, however, was fired. Some folks said he was fired because postal workers aren't allowed to videotape people, and another comment said that he was fired because he was late for a bunch of people's mail after the incident (which should have been forgiven and excused, IF true). After the incident, police summoned Erika Winchester to court to face assault and hate crime charges. Police claim that Hudson Jean did not want to press charges. Jean, however, says that while he did not want Winchester to be arrested, he did want her to be prosecuted, and was surprised when the local police and prosecutor dropped the charges. According to a local news report, Hudson Jean says he was never notified of the charges being dropped and has been unable to obtain official court transcripts of the proceedings. http://www.colorlines.com/articles/womans-troubled-past-meets-ex-postal-workers-fight-job

“They thought if they did not deal with it, it would just disappear,” he told Wicked Local Hingham. “They did not want a black person in there.”

Now, Hudson Jean is trying to sue the Postmaster General, but isn't having much success. http://www.gpo.gov/fdsys/pkg/USCOURTS-mad-1_14-cv-11969/pdf/USCOURTS-mad-1_14-cv-11969-0.pdf

After he was fired... I don't know what happened to Hudson Jean. Now, he's got no job. How does he live? Is he okay? Is he eating, surviving? 

What ever happened to that guy? 

Does anybody know? 

Does anybody care?

xxXxx

“Some boys have a face only a mother could love, and some girls have a personality that only a father could love.” ~DH Hughley

"It's okay to use a man to get you where you're going." ~my sister

“You know, I was kind of being a dick back there.” ~Bill Burr, on the clarity one receives when they get punched, justifiably

“A woman can pull a trigger just as easy as a man can.” ~Johnathan Masters

“I want equality, and I want to be put on a pedestal.” ~my mother

“I wouldn't respect him if he was any other way.” ~Beyonce on Jay-Z

“The woman. Always the woman. (laughter).” ~Eva Longoria, on who should win, the husband or the wife, on a specific couple about a specific problem on the TV Show "Marriage Ref"

“Why would anybody want to be with a woman?” ~Ashley Feist, a bi-sexual woman

“You have to always be on them.” ~Ty, a bi-sexual woman, advising me on how to keep a woman, which was, always ordering them around, controlling their every move, as if they're children who can't control themselves

The remedy: teach our girls to give a fuck about others. To have a heart. To care about humanity. To speak truth to power. Don't oppress others. Care about the Earth. Have a moral core. Don't do to others what you wouldn't done to you. Protect your boys, and your men, especially from all of these vicious selfish criminal shitty bitches out here. I'm sure they'd do the same for you.