300 Words On Feminsim


Some words leave a bitter, putrid taste in one’s mouth and spur so much anger and frustration that one is forced to void his or her bowels as a way to expunge the hate.  For me, that word is feminism. 

Before I continue, I must disclose that I am an average female born and raised in the great state of New Jersey.  That being said, I must now disclose my belief that without feminist movements, our country would not be the economic abortion it is today.  Allow me to start with a brief history lesson.  Back in the day, some lonely, unattractive women “wanted” to go to work, vote, and own property.  Some other lonely, unattractive women joined the cause and soon there was an amendment passed, women went to college, got jobs, and some other Birkenstock-worthy b***shit occurred.  Women had all these new rights and responsibilities.

How dare these bitches speak for me!  Who are they to decide that I should get a job, go to college, and inherit rampant credit card debt that comes with ownership of property.  If it were up to me, I would wake up each morning, see my fiancé off to work, clean my house, make him dinner, and make lots of babies.  That is what I want to do and my right to do so has been taken away by these bitches who would consider me lazy and ungrateful of their efforts to choose such a path.

Consider the following:  If the majority of women chose to be housewives instead of career driven maniacs, there would be more jobs available today for men.  Unemployment would drop dramatically.  Women would be out shopping for groceries and other things with their husbands’ monies thus driving the economy.  Let’s face it, being housewives would be the best thing we could do for our country.  Step up, make a sandwich, and be a patriot today!