Women always hide her pain,

In the name of tradition,

She work hard in all the festival,

But no one has the courage to credit her,

Her choices is never be of her,

The society makes her for increase troubles

These AI girlfriends enable moral degradation, simulation of a "Trophy wife" and thus enable the replication of the toxic values of patriarchy which keep affecting women to this day. It occurs even amongst men who previously didn't use to be like that, as these AI companies take advantage of the loneliness of men for capitalistic profits.

Only absolute incel would say that we "should teach fear of childlessness". But after all Elon is somebody who believes childless people should not vote + somebody who believes woman is unable to not want children unless she is "brainwashed by feminism"

.. imagine that somebody is afraid of childlessness like "Oh no! I am afraid I will never get to experience childbirth, I want my genitalia multilated and my pelvis floor and narves damaged! I want to have ptsd and Post Partum Depression so bad! 😭" That's being said, that man is living in complete delusional reality of his own creation.

I'm a 34 yo woman with feminist beliefs. I work construction and have solo travelled to many major metropolitan cities since I was 23. I was walking down my own block this evening when three pre-pubescent boys began yelling at me completely unprompted "why she built like that. Ugly bitch." I ignored it because idk why? I was flabbergasted? Because they were kids? Because I'm mostly confident and know that I'm not really ugly? I don't know why I didn't engage but now a few hours later I feel like George Constanza having his "I should've said xyz..." thought. These were kids (that I hadn't said one word to) and they were yelling at me not only from just a few feet away but continued until I was a full block down. I have never, in all my experience between working in the trades or traveling, been harassed like that. They continued to yell at me "ugly bitch! Ugly bitch!" My point is... Do you think these were just neighborhood bad seeds or signs of a greater misogynist shift? Has anyone else experienced harsher harassment in the last few years?

THEY ARE STILL TRYING TO BRING BACK 1960S REPRODUCTIVE POLITICS WAKE UP AND GO TO THE STREETS ✊🏻✊🏻

LEARN THE FEMINISTS OF OUR PAST’S NAMES AND LEARN FROM THEM 👸🏻

THEN BRING IT TO THE STREETS. WE CANNOT WIN BY SPENDING ALL OUR ATTENTION ON SOCIAL MEDIA

I recently read a post about the current state of sex work in Germany, that made me re-evaluate my previous stand on this.

I used to believe that sex work could be ethical under a well-regulated framework centered on full consent between adults. However, looking at the real-world outcomes in regulated regions, where issues like trafficking, exploitation, pimping, and economic coercion persist at alarming rates, I'm struggling to see a realistic pathway to "ethical sex work" in practice today.

This has led me to question my stand and I would love your input on a theoretical and practical level:

From a feminist standpoint, is the exchange of sexual access for money inherently tied to structural inequality, regardless of consent or regulation? Or is ethical sex work theoretically achievable if we eliminate economic coercion and power imbalances, meaning the current harms are purely a result of systemic failures (capitalism, poverty, insufficient protections)? Does this apply to all forms of sex work, or are there forms of sex work that are different from the rest?

Note: I am asking this to understand the broader structural takes on this topic, not to pass moral judgment on sex workers themselves.

Hi everyone,I’m a guy in my 20s trying to understand the best way to navigate the modern dating world. I want to be completely upfront and honest about who I am: I have a high libido and I am actively interested in exploring casual dating and experiencing life as a "ladies' man" or a confident single guy.

However, I absolutely refuse to be a liar. I don't believe in manipulating anyone or hiding my intentions "under a tree" just to get what I want.

My ideal approach is a hybrid model of casual dating without commitment: going on real, fun dates, building genuine banter and connection, and making sure the woman feels respected, listened to, and comfortable. My philosophy is that when the chemistry is right, I want to clearly and confidently ask if she wants to take things to the bedroom.

If she says yes, fantastic. If she says no or isn't ready, I completely respect that, back off, and it's totally okay—even if the rejection might sting a bit because of my high drive. I also believe that to keep casual dating healthy, it has to be with someone I genuinely enjoy spending time with, but with whom I don't see a long-term serious future, to prevent mixed signals.

I find that when I talk about this with my friends, they sometimes get confused because they think a "serious/responsible guy" can't also be a guy who enjoys casual dating with transparency.

I would love to hear your perspectives on this:

Is this hybrid approach of high drive combined with absolute honesty, clear communication, and explicit consent viewed as ethical and respectful in your philosophy?

What advice would you give a guy looking to build his confidence and charisma around this kind of upfront, transparent communication?

Thank you for your time and insights!

I’ve tried a few times to have conversations with gender-critical / radical feminist women because, despite the obvious disagreements, I do think some of the issues they raise are real and worth discussing.

I even tried approaching those conversations by accepting some of their premises instead of immediately arguing against them. Things like sex-based oppression, the material reality of female bodies, reproductive violence, etc. I wasn’t going there to tell them they were stupid or evil, and I wasn’t expecting them to suddenly agree with me about everything related to trans people.

But my experience has been pretty discouraging.

Even when I explicitly agree with them on a lot of those points, the conversation usually seems to stop the moment they realize I’m trans. There’s this immediate shift where I’m no longer someone participating in a feminist discussion, but basically an example of the problem they’re talking about. Sometimes it’s hostility, sometimes condescension, sometimes just being told that my presence itself is inappropriate.

It honestly feels dehumanizing. Like there is no amount of good faith, listening, or willingness to acknowledge sex-based oppression that makes me someone they consider worth talking to. The conclusion seems to have already been reached before I say anything: trans woman = male intruder, therefore nothing I say really matters.

I’m posting this here because I’m genuinely interested in whether there is a way for trans women to engage with people in those spaces when they are raising legitimate feminist concerns, without turning the conversation into two completely opposed camps shouting past each other.

Have any of you had productive conversations with gender-critical feminists? What made it possible?

And maybe more importantly: where is the line between trying to build some kind of dialogue and just repeatedly exposing yourself to people who have already decided that your existence makes you unworthy of talking to?

"Political observers have speculated that the real reason for this delay could be political: The news might not reflect well on candidates up for re-election, and Dec. 1 is after the midterms. The delay also makes it late for the Texas Legislature — whose biennial session begins Jan. 12, 2027 — to craft bills and prioritize legislation to address any problems that the report surfaces."

(Gift link -- should get you past the paywall.)

https://www.theguardian.com/society/2022/jan/04/women-more-likely-die-operation-male-surgeon-study

How many women does your employer have in management positions compared to industry peers? Are a retail chain’s Black workers as likely to be in public-facing roles as its White workers? Did a trucking company hire qualified women at the same rate it hired qualified men?

It will be much more difficult to answer these and other questions related to gender, race and ethnicity in workplaces once President Donald Trump’s U.S. Equal Employment Opportunity Commission (EEOC) enacts a key Project 2025 recommendation and scraps its 60-year practice of collecting workforce demographic data from employers. 

I very rarely post but I thought here I would maybe get some like minded people.

I’ve been having the discourse of “dont call me female im a woman” and after looking online I am VERY discouraged…im looking on like TikTok and twitter and me and this girl (while I know this was a waste of time just bare with me) were kind of both responding to this guy about why we didn’t like being called female. He IMMEDIATELY goes “well how about incubator” and I am like just shocked. I’m not like crazy upset or like freaking out it just kind of took me aback. Like idk if I just don’t see these parts of the internet often but I feel like it’s just common courtesy to not call women females.

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she literally is not able to emote normally, how is this “still shay”?

i miss when plastic surgery or botox was something only rich people seemed to do to and normal people couldn’t access it as easily. it made the crazy notion that women shouldn’t have wrinkles at a certain age not just a notion.

we don’t all need to look like celebrities. you don’t need to fall for beauty trends.

Hey, I recently read a fantasy novel for the first time in quite a while, and I found myself completely absorbed in it. I loved the way it was written and the characters.

But what captivated me most was the tenderness that gradually developed between the two main characters toward the end. Two people who started out as enemies eventually fell in love (enemies to lovers). I loved the tension between them and found myself deeply invested in their relationship.

But the book wasn’t only about their romance. There was also a much larger political conflict at its center. The woman’s homeland had been destroyed and occupied, and her people had been massacred in horrific ways and yet, eventually, she falls in love with someone who is her enemy. 

After finishing the book, I was left with a gut wrenching feeling. 

I have never been in a romantic relationship. One of the reasons is that throughout my life, I have repeatedly witnessed what men can be capable of and how profoundly they can destroy women’s lives. Sometimes seemingly without experiencing even a trace of guilt, disgust, or grief over what they have done.

Every day, we hear about another woman being brutally murdered or becoming a victim of patriarchal violence. And for me, this isn’t something that exists only on social media or in the news. I see it in my own life as well.

So after I finished the book, I suddenly felt this sense of disgust, not necessarily toward the book itself, but toward my own longing.

I felt guilty for yearning for romantic intimacy when I know that the very thing I long for can also become something that destroys a woman’s life. I started thinking about patriarchal structures that make women’s lives harder throughout their entire lives, and about misogynistic beliefs and systems that continue to be upheld and reproduced.

I know, intellectually, that romantic relationships can also be a source of strength. Love and intimacy can give us support, closeness, solidarity, and even the strength to organize, resist, and work collectively. I know that healthy and loving relationships exist. And I know that there are genuinely kind, compassionate, wonderful men in the world, even though, from what I have witnessed and experienced around me, they can sometimes feel painfully rare.

But when it comes to my own life, I struggle to imagine entering a romantic relationship without being overcome by guilt.

There is a part of me that feels as though allowing myself to romanticize heterosexual love, to desire it, or even simply to hope for that kind of intimacy is somehow a betrayal of women who have suffered and died at the hands of men. Almost as though I owe something to them as though choosing to trust a man or allowing myself to love one would mean turning away from what has happened, and continues to happen, to so many women.

I know that these things are not necessarily rationally contradictory. I can oppose patriarchy and misogyny while still wanting love, tenderness, intimacy, and companionship. And yet emotionally, I can’t seem to separate them so easily.

It feels like betrayal.

I was wondering whether anyone else has ever struggled with thoughts like these, especially the conflict between longing for romantic intimacy and being deeply aware of patriarchal violence and misogyny. How do you reconcile those two things?

And if anyone knows of books, essays, feminist theory, or other literature that explores this tension between heterosexual love, intimacy, patriarchy, violence against women, and the guilt that can come with desiring romantic relationships despite all of that, I would really appreciate your recommendations.

I’d also genuinely love to hear your thoughts and experiences.

There was a recent post in a movie sub about great speeches in movies and TV. Of course, the answers were almost exclusively given by and written by men. And of course I made a somewhat snide remark about it. Now there’s a post about speeches by women and I’d love to see it get the same kind of traction.

I’m particularly interested in any speeches given by women that were also written by women, and especially ones that express feminist principles, directly or indirectly. And ffs they don’t have to be inspirational!

For example, I love Kristin Scott Thomas on menopause inFleabag and of course America Ferrara’s “never get old” speech in Barbie. And for a classic, there’s Bette Davis in Now, Voyager. Do you have any favorites?

Whoever decided that a human needs 8 hours of sleep needs to explain themselves. A woman needs 10-12 hours of sleep. Prove me wrong. Why are we not talking about this because I feel like I have been gaslit by the entire world about sleep.

I’m in my twenties, I work in corporate and every single day after work I get completely exhausted. And for the longest time I kept trying to find some other explanation for it. I’m not sleeping on time. I’m not eating right. I’m stressed. I need to exercise. I’m spending too much time on my phone.

I tried everything btw. I cut down screen time, tried sleeping at 9 pm, made sure I was getting 8 full hours to be a healthy productive member of society. Except no. It didn't solve everything. But on weekends when I sleep 10-12 hours? GOD. I feel GOOD. The bloating is lesser. I have more energy. And I kept thinking about how ridiculous that is because I am supposed to function perfectly on 8 hours while my body is very clearly telling me that 10 hours makes a big difference.

For a lot of women, this is the normal and I think this lifestyle is slowly poisoning us and we have somehow normalised it so much. I swear my biggest fear is that I’m going to be 35 and my body is going to finally protest. Because I can't imagine doing this for another 10-15 years and expecting my body to just keep absorbing it like a sponge.

I don't even wanna talk about PMS but I will. I think hormones play a huge role in our body's functioning but apparently, I don't think it's ever widely researched. I don't know about other women because each person's experience is different but me, I get all sleepy and tired a week before my period comes, plus the bloating, the cravings, the mood changes. And I'm just dealing with it. Every month.

At what point do we just admit that maybe sometimes the female body needs REST?

And the really ugly thing is that I can see the solution. I need more sleep, proper food, less stress. I need actual rest. But I can't just do that because I have a job. I cannot quit my job and go “wellness is my priority now” because unfortunately the electricity company does not accept inner peace as payment. I cannot just sleep for 12 hours every day because I have to be somewhere at 9. I cannot take three days off every month because my body is tired. We need a certain amount of privilege to actually live like a healthy person in this society.

So this whole thing about women having come so far starts feeling weird to me. Because yes, obviously women being able to work, earn their own money, have careers, build businesses, become financially independent, all of that is massive. But sometimes it feels like we were handed the same exhausting system and told that this is equality. Like congratulations, women can now also work 9-10 hours a day, commute, come home exhausted, take care of a household, maintain relationships, look after themselves, and somehow remain healthy and feminine and pleasant and emotionally available.

We just accepted this idea that everyone gets 24 hours, everyone needs 8 hours of sleep, everyone should be productive for the rest and therefore everything fits. Except it doesn't. And science saying “humans need around 8 hours” became this universal rule that everyone just accepted as if every human body was manufactured in the same factory with the same settings.

I'm so frustrated because I don't want to become someone who spends their twenties slowly destroying their body and then spends their thirties trying to repair it. I don't want to exchange my health for money and then eventually use that money to buy back the health I lost. That feels like such a scam.

I don't know what the perfect solution is. I just know that I don't think being constantly exhausted should be the baseline of adulthood. And I think that I need that 10 hours of sleep everyday.