Yesterday I watched a documentary on the Umoja tribe in Africa, which is a female only sanctuary for women who are abused, forced into genital mutilation or child brides. The men absolutely despise them and will refuse to sell to them or chase them out of markets. They spoke about how wonderful it is to be able to have the parts of the animal they were barred from eating before. Three women used cow shit to plaster a hut as one explained, "We've always done everything - cook, clean, raise the children while the men sat in the shade doing nothing."
Then they traveled to a family and asked a man to give his child to their school for free if he agreed to never cause her genital mutilation or marry her underage. The father thankfully agreed but not before saying she will be the only girl in the tribe who has not experienced it.
No white people are involved in this, it is just the African women who became fed up. They make beautiful beaded jewelry to sell for income and their biggest drama is who made the most beautiful necklace. They keep their sons and raise them until 18, taught and raised by only women. Otherwise, no men are allowed to join them.
As I watched this I realized that we truly are not different because of skin color - men, regardless of where they are from, would rape and mutilate women if given the freedom to do it. Average men. Men who you'd think is a "good one". If wider society accepted and allowed it, every single one of them would rape and mutilate women. Africans are just the lesser civilized and thus display the most basic of human desires - rape, pillaging and control. But all men, everywhere, would do exactly as they do. Women living in shit huts in the African desert should not have the exact same, sentiments as a Western woman about men. But they do. Just as the women in Korea share the same sentiments.
When I left my abusive situation with no support system (Id have joined this tribe), Lundy Bancroft's book was the first sigh of relief I was able to find. I believe it explains about how it can take years to recover from abuse, that it won't happen overnight and the most important part is to keep no contact. I now keep the pdf copy accessible to me at all times to be able to send to women who come to me with similar situations. Not all of them read it, and all the ones who don't, generally end up back with the abuser within days.
I think perhaps I might be joining the 4B movement. I think I might have red pilled myself hard enough to call off dating because of the regression of men. It is all men, it is a societal issue and trying to find a "good one" is worse than a needle in a haystack. I cannot even find one who is not trying to fuck me. Even the attached men with families have flirted and made disgusting remarks to me. Men with daughters.
I realize by opting out, and the more of us that do opt out, the more violent and hateful men will become. Those who aren't are placated by access to having their peepees touched. Once it's removed, they will join the drooling horde desperate for any attention that will lead to their peepees touched.
The Count Dankula thread blowing up by thirty pages because his wife wanted a divorce is the aggression continuing to build. Thirty pages in less than a day about some grifter very few give a fuck about getting a divorce. So basically if any man anywhere gets a divorce, 500 men will come out of the shadows to immediately support him and denigrate the mother of his children as a dirty disgusting retarded whore who isn't worth the shit on the bottom of a shoe who will now raise your offspring for the next 18 years whom you chose to lay next to to begin with. As they have a massive porn collection, receding hair line and hasn't done their own laundry in 14 years.
Yesterday I watched my landlords house husband mill about the yard as their monthly maid cleaned the house. The guy had all the time in the world to clean, doesn't even have a job. Is completely free, and they paid for a maid for a two bedroom one level home. Never in a million years would that be me. I don't know how she's not embarrassed. He did tell me, twice, in a span of one minute, that I was "well dressed, but you're always well dressed". I explained that living in the ghetto, I will clean up to run errands so I receive more respect. He then says he, "was thinking about that".
This man has already thought too much about me and the clothes I wear or how I look for a married man. But his wife paid for him to have the time to be able to think about me. Isn't that nice of her?
