So, before I get started, let me get one thing out the way: I’m a feminist.
Oh shit! Not the ‘F’ word!
Pipe the fuck down. Yes, I’m a feminist. I’m not awfully outspoken about it because I’m not as eloquent as some of my colleagues. I’m also not very good at expressing my feelings, so most of the time I just end up confusing myself as I lose my train of thought. However, a couple of things have happened to and around me in the recent months that have just got my blood boiling, and I feel like I just have to say a few things before my chest explodes with fury.
When it comes to feminist issues, there are many things I feel very strongly about including pay equality and the fact that tampons are considered ‘luxury goods’ (dafuq!?). But today, the thing I want to talk about here is male sexual entitlement. I realise that my parents and a few family friends may be reading this, so if you find it uncomfortable to read about me talking about sex, then you should probably click away now. There’ll be cake recipes back on here in a few days that will be more PG rated (or weeks, depending how write-y I’m feeling.)
Last few pointers before I start my rant properly:
- I realise that what I’m about to say may be grossly generalising men; I am by no means calling all men sexually entitled. Just a large percentage of men. There are always exceptions that prove the rule, aren’t there?
- I also know that sexual entitlement is not exclusive to the male gender. However, statistics (and mainly from personal experience) suggests that it is more common in men. Therefore for the purposes of today’s rant, I’ll be focusing on male sexual entitlement.
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