Remember how I wrote that NyQuil-addled rant about guys who want to debate feminism with me on online dating sites?
At the “Dating While Feminist” event thrown by NOMAS Boston, I had a great conversation about this with some very cool people. I explained how guys always seem to lure me into these debates by messaging me the question: “So, what exactly does feminism mean to you?” It seems like a legitimate question, but is usually a trap.
Today I got a much more original one that I thought I’d share:
As a feminist, how would you feel if we were on the Titanic, and I kicked you in the neck as I was trying to beat you to a life boat, remember, we’re about 30 seconds from death.
Well, as a feminist, I think I’d be pretty mad. But then again, I think I’d be pretty mad even if I weren’t. Thanks for ruining the last 30 seconds of my life, jackass.