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“A woman has a voice. A woman
deserves to have a voice. A woman should be allowed to talk, sing,
and shout with her beautiful voice all she wants, but she shouldn't
be demanded or forced to do so. A woman's voice is there to be
heard. A woman should be heard, not herded like donkeys, sheep, or
cattle, but listened to.
I am really not trying to sound sexist
here. I am a feminist and care deeply about my fellow women and
their rights, as well as those of my own.
“I also care about men and their
rights as well (but sometimes I just have problems with them and they
just really bug the shit out of me). Well, sometimes both men and
women bug the shit out of me, but one thing that I have observed over
the few years I have been alive and roaming this Earth (and through
reading textbooks and crap on the matter) is that this world is very
sexist and biased towards women, and sadly, actually has been for
many, many years. Will it ever not be? And why is it? Why has it
been? Who the hell knows?!
“My name is Jezebel Desdemona. Yes,
I know what you all must be thinking... “Haha, your name means
'Unexalted, uninspired, dull.' And isn't it the typical name for a
slut or girl who works in a brothel? And that last name? It means
'of the devil'? Come on. Really?” Yeah, I know... I get it all
the time! But, contrary to my name, I am actually very inspired
(well, sometimes)! I think that it was my parents who were
'uninspired' when they chose my name. And, um, no, I am not a slut,
hooker, or person who works at a brothel. Seriously! The name
'Jezebel' is like so over done!
Well, anyways, I am here today to tell
you my story and to 'go back in time,' so to speak, and take a trip
down memory lane and share with you all my past experiences, all the
events leading me up to where I am now, and my inspirations,
triumphs, and extemporaneous, impromptu-esque thoughts and actions of
spontaneity and insanity.
“My tale, in its entirety or in
parts, is not an easy one to stomach or process correctly in one's
intellectual ideological thought capacitor. I would proceed with
caution if I were you, if you are going to go on chatting with me and
listening to what I have to say, because I am going to tell you all
of it, even the gruesome, insane, and completely disgusting parts. I
am going to do my best to not leave out a single event or detail of
utmost importance. And I am warning you... This tale has a few
extremely gross, foul, and bitter parts, and I do not have a filter
for my nuncupative inklings, nor for my internal contemplations.”
“I still want to hear it.”
“Ok, if you insist!”
“Of course I do. You are quite an
interesting person and there is just so much about you that I am
dying to know!”
“Alright... I warned you! But you
insisted...”
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So... What do you think of it? Please let me know! Thanks for reading...
-Bridgette <3
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