A Safe Space For Men

You poor men really need a safe space to escape the harsh reality of the feminist movement and all the women comparing you unfavorably to a bear in the woods.

I totally get it, Guys. We gals just keep on harping on all the pesky statistics like the ones you’ll find when you click on any of the links in my previous blog post. (Link above).

How come we can never just relax and smile when you tell us to or just be nice to you when you try to talk to us in a bar or offer to walk us to our destination when you see us walking alone on the street?

Why do we assume that every guy has it out for us when there are actually some good guys out there?

How come we won’t stop whining about being laughed at, passed over for promotions or talked over, when we speak? And why are we so offended when you men are afforded more respect than we are, when it doesn’t happen ALL THE TIME?

Where are you guys going to go to get away from all of us angry, feminist harpies? How are you going to get out of our way when we’re all riled up over nothing and out for blood, or at least out to balance the scales?

Will you find your safe space out on your fishing boat or in your cabin in the woods somewhere? How about in one of those nice clubs where women are dressed only in their underwear and dance for you in hopes of making tips enough for her next meal or two? Lots of women there, but they’re paid to be seen and not heard so maybe you’ll be safe.