01-04-2021, 10:46 PM
I've really enjoyed reading Radical Feminist's posts, because I've always been a rather radical feminist myself. But now that I'm a "senior" and a grandmother, I'm learning and evolving as a feminist thanks to my daughter's new brand of progressive "woke" feminism.
Surprisingly, my daughter was not much of a feminist until she moved to Portland about five years ago. By then she was married with two children: a daughter who is now 11 and a son who is now 8. It was in Portland that my daughter and her husband became part of a very politically progressive social circle, and she and her husband became active in the feminist anti-white-patriarchy and anti-racisms movement there. Indeed, it has been the driving force in their lives to be the best allies they can be for oppressed minorities, particularly for black women. My son-in-law, for example, turned down an important promotion at his job, requesting that the company promote a younger black woman instead of him.
As part of their efforts to be good allies in the movement to overthrow the cis-white patriarchy, my daughter and her husband and a number of their friends actually hired a young black woman activist to teach them more about what they could do for the cause. One of the things this activist told them was that it is racist for a white woman to have sex with a white man. The activist explained to them that white men had to be placed in a position of inferiority to all other identity groups, and being denied sex was an important part of that process. She recommended/commanded that to be good anti-racist allies, the wives needed to put their husbands into locked chastities and -- as a continuous marker and reminder to the husbands of their proper lowly and inferior male status --  into panties. In addition, the wife-keyholders had to make themselves sexually available to any black man or woman who expressed an interest in having sex with them. My daughter and son-in-law have followed these dictates to the letter for the past couple of years, and in fact, over time, my daughter and her woke progressive friends have had almost a competition to be as anti-white-patriarchy as possible by making their husbands as "female" as possible in appearance (making them dress completely in traditionally female clothes at home) and even behavior (punishing them for any signs of masculine patterns of behavior). My son-in-law has apparently questioned the necessity of this treatment a couple of times, but when he has, my daughter has simply called him a racist for resisting being feminized, and in each case he then quickly relented. I think the fact that he now seems to consider it a special treat to help my daughter prepare for her many dates with her black boyfriends speaks volumes about how successful he and my daughter have been in their dismantling-the-white-patriarchy efforts.
But what about my grandson you might be wondering? Well, for my daughter and her woke progressive female friends, the idea that they might raise a son to be a toxically white male is simply not acceptable.  And so, my grandson (like the sons of my daughter's friends) has basically been raised to be what in my day we called an effeminate sissy. He has never been permitted to play sports or to rough house in any way. Instead, he has been taught that for a white boy like him, being at all boyish is not permissible and if he wants to please his mother (which, of course, any young boy really wants to do) he can only do that by being as prissy and sissyish feminine as possible. He has never, in fact, worn "boy's" clothes. He wears panties and skirts and blouses or dresses at all times, and sleeps in frilly nighties. At the progressive private school my grandkids attend, dressing like this is not a problem because almost all the boys at the school attend in a classic schoolgirl outfit (pleated skirt, frilly blouse, knee socks). His room is all pastel colors (mainly pink) and filled with his dolls. For his most recent birthday, the present he wished for the most was a "princess make up kit", and it pleased me immensely to be the one who bought that for him. He has beautifully long hair, and one of my, and his, favorite activities when he visits me is for me to brush his hair for him while we watch TV in the evening. Perhaps not surprisingly, he has told me and his parents on numerous occasions how much he wishes he really was a girl. His mother and I are both certainly pleased as could be that there is not a hint of boyish masculinity left in him at all.
I truly believe and hope that the life that my grandson and son-in-law now live will soon be the kind of life that all white males will live, as inferior feminized servants to their female and black male superiors.
Surprisingly, my daughter was not much of a feminist until she moved to Portland about five years ago. By then she was married with two children: a daughter who is now 11 and a son who is now 8. It was in Portland that my daughter and her husband became part of a very politically progressive social circle, and she and her husband became active in the feminist anti-white-patriarchy and anti-racisms movement there. Indeed, it has been the driving force in their lives to be the best allies they can be for oppressed minorities, particularly for black women. My son-in-law, for example, turned down an important promotion at his job, requesting that the company promote a younger black woman instead of him.
As part of their efforts to be good allies in the movement to overthrow the cis-white patriarchy, my daughter and her husband and a number of their friends actually hired a young black woman activist to teach them more about what they could do for the cause. One of the things this activist told them was that it is racist for a white woman to have sex with a white man. The activist explained to them that white men had to be placed in a position of inferiority to all other identity groups, and being denied sex was an important part of that process. She recommended/commanded that to be good anti-racist allies, the wives needed to put their husbands into locked chastities and -- as a continuous marker and reminder to the husbands of their proper lowly and inferior male status --  into panties. In addition, the wife-keyholders had to make themselves sexually available to any black man or woman who expressed an interest in having sex with them. My daughter and son-in-law have followed these dictates to the letter for the past couple of years, and in fact, over time, my daughter and her woke progressive friends have had almost a competition to be as anti-white-patriarchy as possible by making their husbands as "female" as possible in appearance (making them dress completely in traditionally female clothes at home) and even behavior (punishing them for any signs of masculine patterns of behavior). My son-in-law has apparently questioned the necessity of this treatment a couple of times, but when he has, my daughter has simply called him a racist for resisting being feminized, and in each case he then quickly relented. I think the fact that he now seems to consider it a special treat to help my daughter prepare for her many dates with her black boyfriends speaks volumes about how successful he and my daughter have been in their dismantling-the-white-patriarchy efforts.
But what about my grandson you might be wondering? Well, for my daughter and her woke progressive female friends, the idea that they might raise a son to be a toxically white male is simply not acceptable.  And so, my grandson (like the sons of my daughter's friends) has basically been raised to be what in my day we called an effeminate sissy. He has never been permitted to play sports or to rough house in any way. Instead, he has been taught that for a white boy like him, being at all boyish is not permissible and if he wants to please his mother (which, of course, any young boy really wants to do) he can only do that by being as prissy and sissyish feminine as possible. He has never, in fact, worn "boy's" clothes. He wears panties and skirts and blouses or dresses at all times, and sleeps in frilly nighties. At the progressive private school my grandkids attend, dressing like this is not a problem because almost all the boys at the school attend in a classic schoolgirl outfit (pleated skirt, frilly blouse, knee socks). His room is all pastel colors (mainly pink) and filled with his dolls. For his most recent birthday, the present he wished for the most was a "princess make up kit", and it pleased me immensely to be the one who bought that for him. He has beautifully long hair, and one of my, and his, favorite activities when he visits me is for me to brush his hair for him while we watch TV in the evening. Perhaps not surprisingly, he has told me and his parents on numerous occasions how much he wishes he really was a girl. His mother and I are both certainly pleased as could be that there is not a hint of boyish masculinity left in him at all.
I truly believe and hope that the life that my grandson and son-in-law now live will soon be the kind of life that all white males will live, as inferior feminized servants to their female and black male superiors.
 
