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Why every man should be a feminist.

First,  I'm a woman, I love men and I love feminism. I get to drive, own my own car, vote and pursue whatever job I want. Pretty awesome.

But why should men love feminism?

Number one: The sexual revolution. Men get to have sex without being forced to marry the girl after. It's much easier for men to get laid without risking the STD's prostitutes are likely to have. 

Before feminism there was no falling in love with a man just for his personality, he was the only source of survival for whatever family they might have and women from wealth could only marry men of more wealth, because she wasn't allowed to own or possess anything of her father's everything was transferred to the man. 

Long legs and short skirts. Feminism is the reason women can wear whatever they want. Showing off their attributes. Before this, men carried stuff for women because women were literally dying from fashion. Heat stroke compressed lungs and other things made women too "delicate" for any heavy lifting. So if you want a girl to hike, and do other fun stuff that requires physical exertion, you might consider that you're slightly feminist.

Do you like a woman who can hold an intelligent conversation? Educated women are a result of feminism. 

Why men should be active feminists today? If you have emotions and think crying is okay for both men and women, that's feminist. 

If you don't want to get a girl pregnant every time you have sex, that's being a feminist. 

If you think males need just as much support after trauma as women, that's feminist.

While the media focuses on tampon tax, wage gaps and etc which people want to argue about, that isn't the only thing that makes feminism. 

There is no "right way" to be a feminist. Feminist is equal legal rights for both genders. It doesn't mean the genders are the same. 

For instance, I can't pick up a two hundred pound unconscious person and carry the weight out of a burning building. Which is why despite thinking about being a cop or firefighter I never pursued either career. "Don't bring a knife to a gun fight" as they say, but there are men I've beaten arm wrestling so not every guy should be a firefighter either. 

Personal awareness of our limits and strengths is what to me feminism is about. It's about not being put in a box by society saying this is who and what you are aka because you're a girl you sow and play the piano, because you're a boy you kill things and are intensely shallow. I don't think that's how people work. 

We are meant to expand past limits and barriers and to me, that's feminism. Reaching for your potential whatever that is, however, nongender-role or gender type, is feminism. 







 


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