This Is Me Saying Something

I’m not typically the kind of person who says a lot. I think a lot, but I don’t say a lot, out of the fear of offending someone. 

But I’ve decided I don’t quite want to refrain from saying things anymore.

So I created this blog,  a blog where I can say whatever the heck I want and no one can  really say anything about it. 

But that is a whole rant within itself, because why should I have to be so afraid from saying what I want? Because it’s considered rude? Unprofessional? 

I am a strong supporter of women’s rights. And if you say something that comes off even slightly nonsupporting of women’s rights, I’m going to notice. And I’m not going to like it. But that doesn’t mean I’m going to say anything. 

I have a black belt, I’m quite proud of it and I often tell people I have one even if it is of total irrelevance. A few weeks ago I mentioned this at church(of all places), and one of the arrogant pighead boys in my grade said, “Yeah but I bet I could still take you.” Then his little friends began to laugh, as if what he had said was actually funny.

I quipped back, “Did you miss the part where I said I had a blackbelt?”

He responded, “Whatever. I’m a guy, you’re a girl.”

I held back. I didn’t want to argue. It was a Sunday morning and I was supposed to have on Sunday morning behavior. But I wanted to scream, “SO??!?! What does that have to do with anything? It’s true, you are a guy. You’re treated better than women in most of the world. You make more money than us. You’re more respected and have higher numbers when it comes to politics, but you are not stronger than us. A women brought you into this world, by pushing you out of her body mind you, and she can definitely take you out.”

And wouldn’t that have been awesome? It would’ve put him in his place, but alas, I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. 

On here though, I don’t have that concern. So let the ranting commence!