Another casual, light-hearted update for all you lovelies…
On top of an exceedingly demanding professional life, I am working on a significantly long paper for a class. I was *cough, cough* “fortunate” to have an uber-feminist professor in this class, which has resulted in some interesting debates between she and I, as well as some of my other classmates. I am not anti-feminist, per se, in the sense that I believe equal treatment for equal work. However, I do believe that men are significantly misrepresented within our present society by a virtual pendulum swing toward feminism in the name of emasculating men. Ultimately, I believe heavily in evolutionary psychology and cognitive development as it applies to biology. I believe men are men and women are women for reasons primarily dictated by biology; I believe hormones, physiology, and thus, brain development coincide with our responses toward the environment. I do believe culture plays a heavy influence as well, akin to adding standards of performance to a basic blank slate: As if taking a large boulder and carving it into a beautiful sculpture; the beautiful sculpture may represent something upon it’s surface, but at it’s core the subject is simply rock. Culture carves.
Anyway, my professor has assigned readings for this particular class that I find are bias against men. If I were a man in this class, I would feel as though I was a pig on a spit, rotating and roasting before a crowd of chanting, spear wielding women. They would extend their fists vehemently into the air, exposing the hairy pits of rebellion. They would dance around the rotisserie man with dangling breasts of stretched tissue and “beaver bump” one another in the name of “fem-araderie”. Roast that man for all his oppression – Men and their penises are to blame for all our problems in the world….
I cannot stand this course. Such potential in the material to be squandered away by personal bias. Anyway, I digress…
After numerous debates, I have decided to compose my final paper on cultural dynamics as it effects aspects of BDSM culture and alternative relationships. Ah, yes. Imagine the joy I will have once I receive a poor grade in this course due to the fact that I will discuss being a female sub to my male Dominant. My professor is notorious for grading according to personal opinion and perspective. Undoubtedly, my close-minded professor will know little about the lifestyle, as she will see it as another way culture oppresses women. To expose that fallacy, I plan to discuss the role of dominance and submission, as it pertains to the individual and not the gender of the person. Ultimately, I plan to show the BDSM culture as a place where gender is an illusion; a place where a person is accepted as an “individual” and not as culture would define him/her or his/her chromosomal make-up. She likely has read Fifty Shades of Grey and was repulsed by that pathetic depiction of the community – even though she likely masturbated to images of being dominated by a man. Typical. I’m going to blow the top off of this bitch, and I am looking forward to it.
Again, I can’t wait to write a substantial piece for pleasure, for a change. Presently, my language has been reduced to legalities and formalities, and I am feeling creatively handicapped.
I also was nominated for the “Bad Girl Blogger Award” from the lovely Whispering Girl, which has brought me great joy! I am incredibly flattered. Thank you for such lovely words of recognition. I am chomping at the bit to assume my more creative pursuits, I just have to get through the next week or two.