Feminism

     Okay, anyway, here I am in the cafe again.  It was not my intention that this would be the main blog that I would work on.  I don't really want to be famous because of my 'At The Cafe' blog.  I mean, he would give a crap?  No one.  What, is there going to be an influx of people who start reading this?  I think not.  And what the f does sitting in the cafe do?  Nothing.

     Of course, all of my favorite French artists sat in cafes, and drew pictures, and got together and talked about the day's events and political things with passion.  I love all those stories, and it is always a motivating factor to me, to have a life with meaning, and to do something about it instead of just a bunch of bulls**t talk.
     I hate editing myself, but I have to at least try to write clean, so that this blog can remain monetized.
     I wonder what is the line of...well, how many times can you say the F word before they make it so your blog is not monetized?  I am really curious about that.  I guess they look over your blog, a real person has to review it, before they make the decision to have it not be monetized.  They don't want to have to do that, unless the author gives them no other choice.

     I know that there are people who work for facebook, and they have to edit photos out that don't belong, like people sitting there nude with their schlong pointing straight up at the camera, lol.  There are people who have to do that for a living you know, to keep it all clean.
     I don't know why it all matters, apart from preventing kids from seeing that material, and you know, kids don't need to see that stuff.  Also, a lot of women don't like to see that stuff...so they claim.  But you know what?  Sometimes they do.
     Sometimes, women should look at porn and smut they like.  They don't often get horny enough to do anything about it.  They live in their world, whatever that is, probably of cats, cute animals, cartoons, hair, make-up, nails, whatever, what is fashionable, etc...

     I'm pretty much done with feminism, or trying to care about it.  I mean, who cares?  Not even women can agree on what feminism means, and most of them can barely give a damn about what the leading feminists think, so why should I care?  I'm a guy, what about my gender issues?  Aren't my concerns what I should be caring about?
     For many years, I tried to be sympathetic to feminist causes.

     Now that I'm older, you know what?  Some women like to be objectified, so who cares?  This is why feminism will never succeed. 
     They can't agree, there are lots of thoughts about everything, and everyone has to decide for themselves on what to do.

     I got my own problems, lady, so you are going to have to figure out things for yourself.

     I guess it isn't easy to figure out two flaps of skin, and a couple of holes.

     If you don't like my blog, don't read it, what do I care?

     lol.

     I've also found in my research that a lot of women don't have a sense of humor about their own butts.  It's a shame....they certainly go to a lot of effort to either show it off or not show it at all.

     I'll just wait for a long time to see if anybody actually responds to this blog, and then I will modify it then.  It could take years, you know.