Feminism

Don’t Rape a Slut Day

However, regardless of my support for your right not to be raped; I must state emphatically that you have no right to demand I give you my respect. I reserve the right to give my respect only to those whom I actually deem worthy. I have no respect for sluts. You may take back the word if you like, but I do not see how you or anyone else can define a slut as meaning anything other than a dirty, slovenly, immoral, dissolute, or loose woman.

Amanda Marcotte: Liberal Head, Bigoted Heart

In Marcotte’s article, she indulges the liberal/feminist fallacy that the enthusiasm for sculpting the kind of muscular, traditionally masculine physiques you see on Men’s Health covers is symptomatic of some kind of homoerotic attraction/repulsion complex. Her inability to cope with difference blinds her to the obvious; men’s bodies react differently to exercise from women’s.

SlutWalks: Stupidity in a Tube Top

Ah, but we really can’t. Not with any real concern for women who actually are victims of rape. Personally, considering men are the more frequent but utterly ignored victims of rape, and with the epidemic of false rape accusations and corrupt prosecutions becoming just as pervasive, my interest in women who get raped any more is somewhere near as intense as my interest in cake decorating and midget wrestling.

Dear Sluts

In truth, the practice of women dressing in “sluttish” attire outside the context of parades through Toronto’s downtown, is purposeful. A woman dressing in a deliberately sexually provocative style is flaunting her sexual power over men. She is saying, in a language older than any spoken or written:

“I am an object of sexual desire, and I am a person of protected status”