Related to my last post, and why I refuse to debate certain matters. I refuse to weight the validity of certain opinions or personal stances, specifically when said opinions represent a personal loss for me. What for some of these upholders of the status quo are debatable issues, for me, are matters of deep personal grief, including death and the kind of suffering that involves recovering from PTSD years after the fact.
I refuse to buy into a common mainstream feminist trope of flailing myself open to justify why I care about certain “stuff”. I refuse to cheapen my past suffering because I need to expose my “lived experience” as a justification of why I am viscerally opposed to this pathetic state of affairs. If the injustice is not already evident in the face of hundreds of years of people already documenting it, my lived experience will not add a iota into what is already out there.
And yet, a self professed white feminist, feels entitled to call me “a poor thinker” because I am radical enough (!! the fact that this is considered “radical” should be sufficient evidence of my points) to say “No, this racism, this moral relativism, are wrong”.
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