FoxxyBrown1111 said:
Favs; [ ... ] Sagan OFC, because he did show the world the hypocrisy of the gendermainstream BS. They pack the podium girls in there for beauty reasons (good), the kiss the riders (because it makes some nice pics for the press and let the race organisation look in a bright light, or whatever reason). But when a rider has the guts to return kisses, he gets slaughtered by the Feminazis. Sagan do it again. You are one heck of a guy...
You are so right; there is much discouragement of non-consensual touching nowadays. The world needs more heroes like you, who will stand up for the rights of men to touch whomever they want, with or without consent.
I try to do my part. For example, the other day on the bus, I was sitting opposite a woman when a man took one of the last free seats, next to her. As the bus resumed moving, he began to spread his legs wider and wider, pressing one outer thigh against her, leaning closer until his shoulder rubbed hers, and eventually slinging his arm over the top of her seat, fingertips barely brushing the back of her neck. As he tried thus to obtain his well-deserved non-consensual physical contact after what I presume was a hard day of work, she cast her increasingly frantic glance about the bus as if searching for another seat.
Fortunately, there were none left, but I was appalled. Here was a woman looking for an escape from a man who was touching her without her consent, on a crowded bus, and
not a single person was encouraging him or standing up for him in any way! I couldn't bear the thought of how alone he must have felt, so I watched for his gaze to pass over me for a moment and then gave him a big smile and a thumbs-up. Thus succored, he grinned back at me and snuggled in closer to his new, unwilling companion.
As it transpired, however, I would be called upon to do more. Not long after my show of solidarity, someone else noticed the pair. And this time, it wasn't a passionate rights advocate such as myself.
It was a Feminazi.
I might have guessed from his *** appearance and satchel full of books of science and literature (from a variety of cultures!), but he announced it right away with the fascist, slaughtering way he said to the man (while giving the woman a questioning look), "Pardon me, sir, but I believe she might want some space?"
"Please," she affirmed emphatically.
The victim shrunk back into his own seat, sullen, abandoning all hope.
That was too much for me. This, I knew, was where I must take my stand. "Sir," I hailed the interloper, rising to my feet and raising my hands, "Defend yourself!"
He moved to guard, but as with all Feminazis, his violent manner overlaid a feeble physique, and my fist drove his defending palm straight back into his face, and his body to the floor of the bus in a heap -- followed, after a comic delay, by a shower of his own teeth.
I swear, from this day forth, never shall a woman assert sovereignty over her own body, nor anyone rise to her defense against the rights of groping men, in my presence with impunity. Are you with me? Together, with resolve, we can end the feminist threat for all time. (And once we win, we get to touch whomever we want!)
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