I think I am starting to realize why I scroll here. This makes me cringe obviously but I cannot bring it up why around people I know IRL. Some of them are legitimately desperate and defeated women, stuck in a cycle of degrading alienated work in the morning and recuperation at night. They LOVE this shit and cling to what this type of fantasy around RBG represents and it feels mean to attack it in their presence.

But I mean COME ON my sympathy is getting stretched here. It's always so indistinct, nothing but meaningless puff pieces from thieves who have stolen away the rhetoric of women's lib and smeared it over themselves, so that criticizing a woman like RBG, whose ego prevented preventative steps from being taken, becomes criticizing women as a whole.

[–] PM_ME_YOUR_FOUCAULTS@hexbear.net 10 points 2 years ago (1 children)

I hate to shit on anyone for feeling good about representation, but I think it's more important to have solidarity with the women she fucked over

[–] Poogona@hexbear.net 8 points 2 years ago

They don't make the connection sadly, their perception of RBG was that she was like a dark souls boss upholding an oath of eternal vigilance to The Cause. And whenever I'm two sentences into the argument I become a dude lecturing women about their own issues and I feel weird