Dear Anti-Feminists (letter)

     You are fighting a truly necessary fight. After all, feminism can't exist without an opposition. At this point, the only way feminism could stop existing is if it was no longer needed. In other words, you are fueling its existence. While ultimately you are fighting a losing battle (this much is obvious - the world is changing), it is worth fighting. Everyone has to defend what they believe in. That doesn't make them any more correct, mind you, but everyone makes mistakes. 

     Anyways, I feel like we should have a moment to identify what exactly you're fighting against. Feminism (despite the historically significant name) is in fact a movement for equality amongst all people, regardless of sex or race. Of course, not every feminist is like this. As I said before, we all make mistakes. Feminism is not excluded. That being said, expecting perfection from any real thing is a mistake in itself. 

     While it may seem that feminism is anti-male, or seeks to make submissive the other sex, the truth is quite the opposite. Feminist issues, such as rape and so on, are entirely hinged on this notion of power established in the system, predominantly focusing on the issue and separation of the sexes. Rape has never been about sexual attraction. Fundamentally, it's about power. That's why there's so many rape cases in prisons. The guards are exercising their power over the inmates by not doing anything, and the rapist is exercising his power over his victim. This form of rape, however, is not sex based. 

     This is why if you call yourself a men's rights activist, you're missing the point. See, the system we live in is not created and maintained by robots, this system being the one that causes all of these cultural and social issues that feminism and even MRAs like to bring up. Our society is controlled and dominated by people within it. And, in North America, those people in power are men. If men's rights were really an issue, then the men in power would change it because it benefits them. If men are in control, they can't be the sad little oppressed group. If anything, they're the ones with all this priviledge from the centuries of misogyny facing the fundamental issues with it. It sucks, yes, but not technically sexist oppression.

     The oppression of women, however, has a profound and hurtful effect on men as well. As a society, we're only just seeming to learn that we are all interconnected, regardless of race, class, and sex. When our culture portrays women as weak, overly-emotional, and dependent, the mere idea of being a woman becomes insulting. This is why it's generally looked down on for men to cry. It's woman-like, and apparently that's a bad thing. If women get offended by men sitting with their legs wide open, it's probably because it's looked down on them to do it themselves. It's a very subtle symbol of oppression. The answer isn't to stop men from opening their legs when they sit, it's to stop giving a shit if women do it. Then everyone can be happy and comfortable.

     Anyways, I think I've said enough for now. One more thing, just to wrap up. The reason that this is a fight you will lose is because there's a lot more people fighting for a better world. The system is failing us, so we're rebelling with every fiber of our being. You're of a dying breed, and we are raging fires stretching across the world. We won't be put out.

-Zero

The Cycle of 'the One' (poem)

It seems like everyone has that one,

the love of their life,

who they dream about in secret

and yearn endlessly for.

This love is like an eternal flame

burning in their lonely hearts.

Every attempt to escape

brings them right back in.

But the One is in love with another,

the love of their life,

who they dream about in secret

and yearn endlessly for.

This love is a cycle of suffering:

he's in love with him,

but he's in love with her,

but she loves another entirely.

We are not perfect,

and that is okay.

We are sometimes wrong,

and that is only natural.

We're wrong about this.

We have to be.

Otherwise love is a plague,

and relationships are just pretending.

-Zero

Disappointment (poem)

I should have known better

than to expect you to stand up

and do what's best for you.

I should have known better

than to expect you to conquer fear

and make this life your own.

So I'm sorry,

for believing you had the courage,

and the strength to fight this time.

This disappointment is my own

for choosing to believe you had learned

from all the pain you've suffered.

But don't worry about it,

I've learned my lesson:

Hell has no fury like a woman scorned,

but a puppet scorned has no fury,

too scared to bite the controlling hand

because she doesn't know how to stand on her own.

-Zero

Acts of Insanity (poem)

Some insanities you conceal,

short giant acts,

part of some bigger story.

You bury them with small talk

and avoidance,

trying to keep the story untold.

Some were stupid things,

sleep-deprived arrivals

to make declarations of love.

Others were loving and selfless,

but worsened your condition

to a point worthy of criticism.

But these acts of insanity

will become your greatest stories

when you grow old and sane.

-Zero