Even though this is sure to alienate those I have always loved and identified with the most, I'm no exception, and this ought to be clear. Everything I've gained, I've stolen too, and don't actually understand. I fucking hate being judged, being seen as deficient, or anything but good. I'm deeply scarred from my childhood, and all of the terrible judgments I received. I hate it so so fucking much. I don't claim to be the best at anything, I just continually imply that I'm the most moral, and just, and know all of the most moral truths. I stole them all, and only know they're true because of the results, and that is all.
I can tell you what will happen if this or that occurs, or how this implies that, and so forth, but I have no fucking clue if it's good or not. I still don't know my moral standing, not really. I know that I'm great at discerning what is factual, and reasonable, but I have no fucking clue if it's good or not -- or the value of it. Every one of them stole it from tradition, and could only ever refer back to tradition to justify it -- or just their own magical fiat... and when they refused to submit, their lives concluded in destructive insanity.
That's how things appear to me. That's what I really believe. I'm not super human though, could be wrong. — Wosret
We construct our identity under a shared discourse within an 'imagined community' according to Anderson, where our values are designed within social constructs that are invented to hold the community together, what Hobsbawm similarly concluded viz., an administration of a State where ideology motivates a national character that enables social cohesion. The continuity of these imagined landscapes are rooted in traditions and while such beliefs are imagined, the experience itself is actually real because it provides an interpretation of this experience with others.
It can also, however, be used as an instrument to mobilise rather strategically a shared agenda that legitimises power, hence Othering where the anti-semite creates the Jew as Sartre would agree. The Other and the apparent existence of properties that are universal becomes the source that legitimises their created identity and ultimately the domination. It is a desire for power.
Women have in many patriarchal societies become the Other where properties - that is feminine attributes - are universally enforced as an apparatus to maintain this imagined division so that men from these societies can continue to dominate and subjugate such women. Men themselves are also required to have masculine functions and why many patriarchal cultures have high rates of gender-based violence against women. These masculine/feminine attributes and essentialist categorisations or characteristics are imagined, however as mentioned earlier are nevertheless real because as Foucault states, power in discourse is enabling a productive network that efficiently strengthens hierarchies by authenticating 'truths' within these imagined concepts, i.e. gender.
So it is 'true' that all women have feminine attributes and it is 'true' that all men have masculine attributes, when we all know that this is not true. There are many women with masculine attributes and many men with feminine and so, gender is imagined. Sex/biology and feminine/masculine are two different concepts. — TimeLine
Could somebody explain why asking if all women are submissive is not demeaning but asking if a particular woman is...is? — Mongrel
Because the ethics of men reduces to looking the most awesome, and being the most dominant. — Wosret
I came along when there were prescribed roles. Maybe you swore you'd never step into that sitcom, but due to the power of archetypes or whatever, you did it unconsciously... And the fun continues.
You didn't deal with that kind of shit too much, did you? — Mongrel
Like I said, I don't actually know that. You'll have to fill me in. — Wosret
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