So you scared of marriage. ..but not of having a baby?!

I hate these new age feminists. These backward ass *itches. I have had conversations with women about the most simplest things like taking pride in cooking for their family for example, and most times they throw out lame excuses for it like..."well I work too" or "why cant he cook too?  ..like our mothers didn't work and still manage to put food on the table ...ughhh....women annoy me. This Feminist theory that only seeks to promote the further breakdown of the nuclear family is ridiculous and we keep drinking the Kool-Aid. But what takes the fuxking cake, and spits in my cup is when a female says she's pregnant and get offended when I ask, "wheres the man?" or "when is the wedding?".
 

Oh how I hate Fantasia's ass for trying to make single motherhood cute or something to aspire to. "Where the fuck is the man????".."where is he?" He had all the time to stick you...and considering you didn't think it necessary to get a morning after (mind you this is 2014)...im assuming ya wanted the baby... so where is he? Cause guess what? women can lie like they don't need a man all they want, but I bet you 5 cents she will have a new bed warmer after the baby comes or need some help buying formula or looking after the child. We are so afraid of partnership and the vulnerability it brings, but go charging forward into motherhood sans support without hesitation? It's odd.
 

When women get offended by my questions, I get offended. Are we some pack of asexual self-procreating subspecies?!  "NO" And since the last time I looked in the mirror I wasn't your baby's daddy, then the money going to your stamps and WIC pisses me off. Every time I go to the grocery store and I have to pull out coupons to help me pay for milk and eggs as your behind has a cart full of crab meat and steaks, I get pissed off! Ughhhh.. I just wanna call 1-800-ComeGetDisHo

No one is saying our mothers didn't do the best they could and my aim is not to belittle women of the past (pre birth control and morning afters) or those who were raped or worse. My aim is to let some members of my gender know that their backwardness is affecting the rest of us. Cut that shit out, its not cute!

How Fear Killed Chivalry Pt 1

I went on a date this past Saturday and had an absolutely amazing time. I already figured that I would though because prior to it, the conversation had been flowing like bub and he and I had many common interests.

The day of the date, there were a number of things that I noted needed more reflection. First, I had informed my cousin (male) and neighbor (male) that I was going on a date. They're my protectors and I wanted them to know that I was going to be out. In any case, the gentleman and I had decided to meet at the date location. This took both men by surprise, with my neighbor exclaiming "see, he done fucked up already!". I was a bit surprised. "Why?" I inquired. See, in my mind, in this day and age  living life as a single black female fending, essentially, for herself until my cousins moved to MD, I would never think to even tell a man where I lived prior to meeting him and building a sense of trust.

"A man is supposed to pick you up on a date" my cousin stated. "They should be picking you up, maybe bringing flowers, paying for the date." "A real man would have at least offered to pick you up from home." I know for a fact that my ignorance of these policies in Guy Code was probably due to spending a vast amount of my time around other women. I didn't grow up with my father to see what male dating behavior was supposed to look like, so for the most part I've gone along with my program of Safety First.

It really made me sad hearing them. Not because I think they're naïve or anything like that, but I wished I lived in a world where that would be standard practice. Guy picks up girl, they have a great evening, guy returns girl to her home. But with my steady intake of CSI and Law and Order, and the news in general, I don't trust my ability to return home safely in the hands of anyone but myself. I think to myself, what if he makes a deliberate left turn instead of a right? What if I am meeting him in a part of town I am completely unfamiliar with and I have no clue how to return home? What if he managed to fool me into thinking he is a good guy? What if? What if?...What if?.

Fear killed Chivalry. I find it very uncomfortable having a man know where I live prior to me gauging whether or not he is trustworthy. Even then, I might be wrong but I rather say I was duped than I was a straight fool. I think in the back of my mind that someone will think "Well she asked for it" "Why would you give a man you don't know your address" etc. etc. Voices chiming in to condemn me to whatever fate I suffer based on the simple fact that I didn't take my own transportation and I allowed a man to know where I live prior to determining if his character was worthy of having such information.

As all anachronisms, picking up a girl on the first date at her home is dying.