If there is one thing that I have learned this summer, it's that I hate femi-nazis. Not feminists, mind you, but those who purposefully wish to do harm to males, uh, personal belongings. I go to a girls camp every summer, and as one would expect, we get an interesting counseling staff. This year, though, I had the privilege to know Valerie.
Normally, I do not judge people on their personal appearance, so don't think that this is what I do all the time. However, when a woman's hair comes through the door first, you know they have problems. It's not even the hair so much, considering genes don't give you much of a choice, but one of the deciding factors of my alarm, I would have to say, is the spandex. There is something that turns me away from a person when you can see their vanes throb and every line of their fat jiggle. Of course, Valerie seemed to improve upon the spandex, by having flowers speckle the bright pink, and sometimes even having a matching shirt. Interesting. Now, my fashion sense is about that of a turtle on amphetamines (speed, I just learned a new word), but I must say that it frightens me when a woman cares so little of what people think of her that she will strip to the core in front of six year olds and wear just a t-shirt on "pajama day." Oh my disturbing.
Now, Valerie considered herself a song writer, and so to improve upon the camps genre, decided to write a little tune for all of us out there. The words consisted of-
"We're at camp and we are proud (repeat every line)
We're female and we are loud.
We're bold and quite content,
To live our lives in empowerment."
(This was the tune to sound off.) Okay. Let me remind you that she was teaching this to six year olds. In most cases, six year olds do no know the word "empowerment", and so, with much amusement from on-lookers, they believed the last line to be "to live our lives in the power of men." You do not understand how amusing it is to hear an entire room full of girls singing of how they're content to live their life in the power of men. He he. Furthermore, she decided to hand out photo-copied pages to every table consisting of all the words. To this, we collected the pages, and a few of the cooler counselors proceeded to burn them. Camp is fun.
The end of the song went somewhere along the lines of "Girls are cool, girls rule, we can rule, the world." If we ever have people like Valerie even try to take a position in office, never mind ruling the world, I think that I will try to strangle myself with my toothbrush.
I believe this to be a syndrome of a greater problem. Hitler, aside from being a complete kook, wanted power and someone to blame for the problems that his country was facing. Valerie, and others like her, believe men to be the worlds problem. My brother was a counselor at the camp and was in the same room when Valerie was teaching the song once. She looked at him and said, "I don't mean to say that men shouldn't be allowed to rule the world, too." Is that just me, or does anyone else have a feeling that she was contradicting everything that she believed in? Typically, I thought that feminists wanted equal rights for women. How much sense does it make for woman to get equal rights but then develop a maniacal, evil plan to take control of the world in a loud and abrasive manner, being empowered, but still needing to be in power? Hmmmm, I think that her dogma was just hit by an ice cream truck.
Now don't get me wrong about this, the whole equality thing is pretty high on my ways to save the world list, too. World domination, although it could have its perks, would take a bit too much effort.
In other words, to be empowered and in power are two completely different things. Besides, she said that "girls are cool." That is a broad term implying that the entire female race is "cool," and as I am a perfect example, we all know that that is most definitely a straight out lie.