Newsflash: named after the egregious bullshit " March 8 - we women can now congratulate each other on having snatched another day in the calendar of those bumpkins with pea between his legs also known as men. But the goal is distant and the disparity is still too overwhelming, however, are other 363 days of difference between us and them.
Yeah, that's right, November 25 was chosen to celebrate the fight against violence against women. The news - I will tell you - left me puzzled because I was trying to figure out if there was a timetable in the same damn same day that celebrates the fight against violence on men. I checked, and that date does not exist. Shit, right there ... and this is wrong.
We have always been certain of violence by men, but I wonder why this same awareness we do not invest as bearers of an equal or perhaps even more brutal violence ... the men. Maybe because there's always been that we natural predisposition to feel victims of everything, the male cellulite, the double work, responsibilities, rip-affective depression. Maybe ... but I believe that this day does not exist for two outstanding reasons: the first has to do with the fact that men do not go around complaining like little girls .... The second concerns the particular nature of female violence.
psychology explains that men are certainly more direct expression of aggression: a healthy slap you give up, you mess up your make-up false-hooker, but then all things back into line. The point against them is obviously the visibility of their "wrong." That eye black is not in fact escaped the gaze of any cross-eyed idiot Vattelapesca center of social protection of defenseless women, who, with interviews and eye examinations are limited to noting the effects rather than investigating the causes. Result of the whole operation? An Oscar for Best Actor for his career after that of absolute Dellera Francesca in "The Liar". We
girls, conversely, not just the usual we are always talking about the monster that is out of us without even having the minimum wage of self-criticism that we can sgam "the killer that is in us," but even the critical capacity to understand the reason for that eye-in-style panda extinction. No, none of this. The reason - as the remaining theological virtues imprinted in our DNA by default - it is always our only option ... and we certainly do not miss the chance to assert in any situation. It's a bit 'like when the blacks are becoming and always wrong to be their victims of discrimination, even when things are different. And since our creativity has no limits, even when we are in the wrong, let us invoke self-defense.
The point is, dear friends and bad friends, which in the reality of things our aggressiveness is characterized by the noise of his weapons and to act indirectly. Yes, it is true, it is a violence that produces visible effects, but it is violence ... and some of its effects have a "lasting" much longer of a hematoma. And we know this. We know, for example - and that we experience every day with our friends and colleagues of-bitches - that what hurts is not a direct action, clear and obvious, as a mezzuccio, tease, un'angheria, a wrong word at the moment right. Look no further.
And maybe then, when viewed in this perspective, the question takes on an entirely different and unexpected significance: violence we are capable is the only thing that we really need to defend themselves. The load of hatred and resentment that we bring in is often the main cause of feeding and exacerbate tensions. The fact that we are not able to land a punch does not mean nothing, but it just means that means that we will know even more sharp and destructive of any of the weapons used in a frontal collision.
And so we return to this story of the November 25, and all the other crap that our dear Minister Carfagna champions. Oh, by the way, if we can defend ourselves from some of stalking - even if it's just us women who suffer it (all be verified) - what will defend us from the evil tongues, by those micro-behaviors that just on my nerves, by the insinuations made off with a smile, attitudes affecting the pride and dignity, he put the bitch who know present ... and horrors all the remaining flow of silence that we know necessary to create with careless or false innocence?
The answer is one and nobody.
So let us stop creating false myths: that of all female victims is something I believe (maybe) only men.
It is time to evolve dear friends, mewing and moaning could probably fool anyone, but I think we should just stop. I just do not do it più!!! E voi?
Yeah, that's right, November 25 was chosen to celebrate the fight against violence against women. The news - I will tell you - left me puzzled because I was trying to figure out if there was a timetable in the same damn same day that celebrates the fight against violence on men. I checked, and that date does not exist. Shit, right there ... and this is wrong.
We have always been certain of violence by men, but I wonder why this same awareness we do not invest as bearers of an equal or perhaps even more brutal violence ... the men. Maybe because there's always been that we natural predisposition to feel victims of everything, the male cellulite, the double work, responsibilities, rip-affective depression. Maybe ... but I believe that this day does not exist for two outstanding reasons: the first has to do with the fact that men do not go around complaining like little girls .... The second concerns the particular nature of female violence.
psychology explains that men are certainly more direct expression of aggression: a healthy slap you give up, you mess up your make-up false-hooker, but then all things back into line. The point against them is obviously the visibility of their "wrong." That eye black is not in fact escaped the gaze of any cross-eyed idiot Vattelapesca center of social protection of defenseless women, who, with interviews and eye examinations are limited to noting the effects rather than investigating the causes. Result of the whole operation? An Oscar for Best Actor for his career after that of absolute Dellera Francesca in "The Liar". We
girls, conversely, not just the usual we are always talking about the monster that is out of us without even having the minimum wage of self-criticism that we can sgam "the killer that is in us," but even the critical capacity to understand the reason for that eye-in-style panda extinction. No, none of this. The reason - as the remaining theological virtues imprinted in our DNA by default - it is always our only option ... and we certainly do not miss the chance to assert in any situation. It's a bit 'like when the blacks are becoming and always wrong to be their victims of discrimination, even when things are different. And since our creativity has no limits, even when we are in the wrong, let us invoke self-defense.
The point is, dear friends and bad friends, which in the reality of things our aggressiveness is characterized by the noise of his weapons and to act indirectly. Yes, it is true, it is a violence that produces visible effects, but it is violence ... and some of its effects have a "lasting" much longer of a hematoma. And we know this. We know, for example - and that we experience every day with our friends and colleagues of-bitches - that what hurts is not a direct action, clear and obvious, as a mezzuccio, tease, un'angheria, a wrong word at the moment right. Look no further.
And maybe then, when viewed in this perspective, the question takes on an entirely different and unexpected significance: violence we are capable is the only thing that we really need to defend themselves. The load of hatred and resentment that we bring in is often the main cause of feeding and exacerbate tensions. The fact that we are not able to land a punch does not mean nothing, but it just means that means that we will know even more sharp and destructive of any of the weapons used in a frontal collision.
And so we return to this story of the November 25, and all the other crap that our dear Minister Carfagna champions. Oh, by the way, if we can defend ourselves from some of stalking - even if it's just us women who suffer it (all be verified) - what will defend us from the evil tongues, by those micro-behaviors that just on my nerves, by the insinuations made off with a smile, attitudes affecting the pride and dignity, he put the bitch who know present ... and horrors all the remaining flow of silence that we know necessary to create with careless or false innocence?
The answer is one and nobody.
So let us stop creating false myths: that of all female victims is something I believe (maybe) only men.
It is time to evolve dear friends, mewing and moaning could probably fool anyone, but I think we should just stop. I just do not do it più!!! E voi?
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