Humans. I get it, okay? I get that you’re tired of hearing about women and their vaginas and their feminism.
I frankly don’t give a damn. So listen anyway.
I feel as if I am being accosted from every direction today. From this article on state-sanctioned abuse, to this lovely gem published in Loyola University’s newspaper on the “fatal flaws” of the feminist movement, to this article written by a pastor asking, “Who is speaking up for the mothers who, under HHS mandate, have been falsely coerced into feeling that to be a woman means to have “control” of their own bodies?”, to a boy on the street saying to me this weekend, “Hey Jess…I lost this wrestling match today and I really need to do something tonight to reaffirm my masculinity. Are you busy?” because obviously I am but an object for him to use to feel more manly. NONE OF THIS IS OKAY. None of it is funny. None of it is cute. It would appear that everyone from the government to the church to the university to the frat boys are out to either violate, silence, or objectify everyone without a penis.
And you know what?
They can all suck my clitoris because I am not putting up with it anymore.