Ah-h-h, the good old days…of Wolf-whistles*, that is. How hard was it, Feminist, or how tough is it right now – if you’re young enough and decent-looking enough – to simply:
IGNORE or APPRECIATE
all those attentive glances? If you’re “of a certain age” like me, I’m willing to bet you miss them now. But alas, Feminist, it’s…
Too Late to Turn Back Now…
Why, oh why, did you have to go so far, Feminist? To make such male-normalcy (noticing women’s sexiness and sounding-off about it) seem criminal? You can’t see, can you Feminist, that this support of yours for Male Oppression (in all areas of “gender equity,” including but not limited to: “college admissions preferences,” “hiring quotas,” “sexual harassment laws,” “enthusiastic consent forms” “sexual regret/date rape tribunals” et al) PROVES just how UNEQUAL to Men your ideology of Feminism requires you be (or pretend to be!).
You are a spoil-sport, Feminist, and have been from the beginning. When things don’t go your way you demand your “betters” be sidelined or that the rules be changed. Why not “act the man” your scriptures continuously claim women are just like, Feminist? Why not preach that women just suck-it-up; simply improve through hard work, or, Lordy, Lordy, if all else fails, find a new “sport” to play?
I guess, Feminist, that would require the most difficult thing of all: an admission of having been wrong. All…those…decades. And accepting responsibility for having been complicit in doing harm to so many in your name, Feminist.
* Wolf-whistle: stereotypical whistle-of-appreciation made by Construction Workers as a woman “of a certain visage” walked by their worksite, also stereotypically in The City, though practically speaking, the term could apply anywhere and to any man clearly enjoying the view of a good-looking woman and vocalizing that enjoyment.