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Man, do people ever hate feminism. I’m not entirely sure if it’s the fact that the sentiments are often being spouted by a Berkeley freshman with hot pink hair and seven nose piercings yelling about vague, inaccurate definitions of what the patriarchy might be, or if it’s because men haven’t stopped picturing the white picket fence and a “yes dear” wife in an apron that ties tight enough to show off her trim waist. Maybe he’ll even drink a glass of bourbon cut with ice later and hit her in front of the kids for burning the tuna casserole black.

Kidding — no one makes tuna casserole anymore. …


To New Beginnings

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It had been a difficult year — 2018 was the year I was fired from a job in which I was overworked within a stagnant company with no clearly defined future, and no clearly defined common goal between the employer’s dreams of frivolous equity, and the employee’s efforts to make this happen — all the while obtaining only a small percentage of it.

2018 was the year I transitioned to a role in reception under harsh fluorescent lighting in early mornings, dutifully answering the phone as it rang, penning the same notes across neon post its that acted as the only source of color in the confined space. I responded to e-mails in a timely manner, created spreadsheets, and left promptly on the minute as my shift came to a close. I’d walk to my car with a significant weight upon my shoulders that threatened to press me gently into the hot pavement, until the sedans in the parking lot could smoothly run me over, experiencing only a slight bump in their travels. …


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The great irony of our time is that everyone feels entitled to speak at their chosen intervals, and anyone that could be a potential witness to their words is simply awaiting their own turn to do the same. What is a statement without the mental and vocal exploration that accompanies listening? What is the purpose of speaking, ever so coherently, into a void of endless proportions with no real intention?

The screams of voices yearning to be heard can be found in the depths of untouched comment sections and arguments that have ensued within, all a compilation of bias and misunderstanding. These disagreements do not seek a higher understanding, nor do they promote aspects of the speaker’s morality, or any factual backings they may have — these arguments exist simply to antagonise, and to prove. We speak over each other in endlessly strenuous efforts to always maintain an image of coherency and correctness, even if we are ill-informed, or have been subjected to prejudice in some way. We speak to be correct, while making no attempt to be credible. We adore preaching without a basic understanding of unwelcome prophets. We love to coach others into our beliefs as though they could spread infectiously at the rate of change, silencing those at liberty to speak in the process. …

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