Men's Liberation
This community is first and foremost a feminist community for men and masc people, but it is also a place to talk about men’s issues with a particular focus on intersectionality.
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Everybody is welcome, but this is primarily a space for men and masc people
Non-masculine perspectives are incredibly important in making sure that the lived experiences of others are present in discussions on masculinity, but please remember that this is a space to discuss issues pertaining to men and masc individuals. Be kind, open-minded, and take care that you aren't talking over men expressing their own lived experiences.
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Slurs, hate speech, and negative stereotyping towards marginalized groups will not be tolerated.
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Do not participate if you have been linked to this discussion from elsewhere. Similarly, links to elsewhere on the threadiverse must promote constructive discussion of men’s issues.
Recommended Reading
- The Will To Change: Men, Masculinity, And Love by bell hooks
- Politics of Masculinities: Men in Movements by Michael Messner
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Oh yeah, phonecalls with my mother would start pleasant and turn into her bullshit about 'the great reset' or 'the great barrington declaration', and when I expressed doubt in the accuracy of her information, she'd go full-on smug asshole and say shit like "Well, I guess we'll know which one of us is right soon enough." or "Don't come crawling back to me when your investments all go to zero.". It was 100% 'escape to the future' fallacy, all day every day.
I eventually got tired of the bullshit and went zero-contact, filtered her eMails to the spam folder, blocked her number, etc.
I anticipate that I'll get the call one day that she's in the hospital and nobody will come pick her up, but until then, my sanity remains intact.