Feminism? No, thank you!

 Feminist, I was. Most of the days, there I was in college reading silently books and magazines that talked about the feminist movement and the oppressive state of women, irrespective of the society, western or eastern. It infuriated me to know the troubles my ancient sisters and mothers had to go through, all just because of the injustice caused by men. 

I was scared of men. The inappropriate touching by some older relatives or the groping incidents that happened even while walking with friends or family, made my disgust for men stronger, so quickly.

All that…till I grew up, till I started walking in the real world. The enemy is not always men. It is quite the contrary. 9 out of ten times it’s a woman-has been so for me. I was oblivious to the danger that was awaiting me. I was prepared to fight with men. Oh, I was so prepared. But, everywhere I worked it was women who started war. Always using their nasty weapons -their jealous soaked eyes and an ugly tongue- behind your back.

It is the obvious battle that I can win, at least has a chance to win. How do you fight some women –supposedly accomplished women: PHDs & with seniority and with tenure! How the hell does that go? It was all downhill for me, obviously.

I handled it as calm as I could. I was never disturbed-not visibly- by their imaginative, sad little rat poop brain that never stopped spreading rumors. They made me feel like a celebrity though. I thought it would fade away eventually but it never did. Still, I didn’t care. Never bothered to confront the ‘big ass’ culprit and the sleep deprived- deranged- clinically depressed-psycho. (It feels so nice to say their real names here J)

Well, my indifference fanned the fire. Since they could not move me to do anything bad or unprofessional, the beastly, psychopaths of women turned against the team leader, a man. 

He is an embodiment of goodness, innocence and spiritual strength. All useless qualities for a leader, esp. one who has to manage a bunch of women. It is so easy now to make a complaint against a guy, doesn’t matter if he is guilty or innocent. He is screwed, big time!

Now, one of the women becomes the team leader. They were so thrilled to fight me. First, they tear away my cabin, throwing all my stuff into boxes, without even telling me. One weekend I went back to work to see Nothing where I used to sit. I said Nothing.

The most painful thing for me to do was to step into her office- to show respect to her in any form or manner. I did not want to.

I quit, the job I was so proud of to have gotten. But, it was the Best day ever!

I could have been like the Underdogs there, licking at all asses to survive. They feed on the puss that ooze from the asses they lick.  Absolute Eww! (it is this kind that thrives there)

I could have fought back and let the world know of the truth. I tried though. Informed the higher officials about my plight. Sadly, they were men. What could they do, up against a bunch of rogue women?

At least they protected me by letting go of me as per my request. 

Men cause problems too, but not like these sneaky, conniving things, that plot, plan and spread their evilness in small, subtle yet destructive way. Destructive not just to their prey but I believe to their own overall wellbeing.

Bottom line: Women are may be weaker but definitely Scarier than Men.