From a Facebook friend: a helpful list of 10 things to talk about on a first date. Some excerpts:
- How do you work to dismantle sexism and misogyny in your life?
- What is your understanding of settler colonialism and indigenous rights?
- Do you think capitalism is exploitative?
- Can any human be illegal?
- Does your allyship include disabled folks? (pro tip: don’t ridicule the wheelchair-bound diner at the adjacent table, though it might be okay to condemn wheelchair-bound sex criminals)
The good news is that there is a correct answer to each of these questions!
“No, Lara, I don’t think capitalism is exploitative. What you call ‘capitalism’ has been the driving force for lifting billions of people out of miserable poverty. It’s a good thing. Would you like to throw your drink in my face now, or wait until after the appetizer?”
The chicks who say this stuff are the ones who *most* want to get plowed by a guy who doesn’t care about any of it.
Wow.
Actual photo of self-identified “femme of color” author:
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If a first date asked me all those questions, I thought that I could at least agree that “being pro-sex worker is a necessary pillar of dismantling the patriarchy”, and tell her that I sometimes employ prostitutes. But then I saw that I would have to understand “trans women of color who engage in sex work”.
Only applicable if you are trying to date a snowflake! Some of them may look pretty enough, but dating the insane never pays.
“trans women of color who engage in sex work” is just part of “Everyday Feminism”!
Obviously written by a woman. Us men were told never to talk about politics & if they were of the kind who accepted differences in opinion, exercise. Indeed, the 1st mention of politics around someone who wasn’t disabled always ended the encounter instantly, because there was always at least 1 area of disagreement in politics, no matter what. All of them who stuck around more than 10 minutes were disabled mothers, so they were on the allyship by default.
1) being male I am not affected, but thanks for your concerns. I treat everybody with superiority and condescension irrespective of who they are, so I oppress everyone equally.
2) my ancestors came up from Germany (father side) and Denmark (mother side), beat up a load of folk, killed some, and took their stuff and their land. Circa 1000 years later nobody cares. Is that kind of thing you are referring to?
3) Capitalism is the exploitation of man by man, Communism inverts this order.
4) This question does not make grammatical sense. Do you mean ‘be an illegal [insert your choice of word]’? The answer is almost surely in the jurisprudence of said person(s) place of abode. I trust you vote, so you have a say in the setting of said jurisprudence.
5) Allyship is not a word. You potentially mean allegiance (see point 1). But yes, I have and had older people with different levels of age-onset disabilities in the family, and their pension incomes are high enough that their continued care and welfare are dear to everybody, me included.
Are you sure it is written by someone who actually wants a man’s date with a woman to be successful? Maybe it is a form of sabotage?
Her: “how do dismantle sexism in your life?”
Me: “by letting you pick up the cheque on our dates.”
Am I doing this right?
“On a date with someone who uses ableist slurs? Walk away.”
I can’t even.
paddy: In the opening paragraph the author identifies as “queer”, so ruling out men is probably not a consideration either way.
This reminds me of an old Jewish joke.
A young man goes to see the rabbi.
“Rabbi, I will be going out for the first time with this nice girl, but I’m worried because I can never think of any way to get a conversation started.”
“That’s very understandable, and don’t worry. There are three sure-fire topics that will get a conversation started: food, family, and philosophy.”
The young man sits down to dinner with his date, and keeping the rabbi’s suggestions in mind, immediately asks: “so, do you like noodles?”
“No,” says the girl, with no further comment.
“I see,” says the young man. “Well, do you have a brother?”
Again comes the curt answer: “no.”
The desperate young man is down to his last topic: “well, if you did have brother, do you think he would like noodles?”
Just grab her by the pussy!
My questions to the sex-positive feminist:
“I’m having the lobster, dauphinois gratin, a salad and a bottle of wine. Will you be paying for dinner with cash or credit card?”
“When are we going back to your place for you to have your way with me?”