What do you know about Black History?

It’s the day after the Family Day long weekend (which I spent for the most part alone), and I read all these titles on medium. One about a bar who shows someone who they could’vebeen. Another asking the question “If I wasn’t fat, who would I be”? The answer is obvious, you’d be you, just…

If the fight’s over, what now?

Well, I think people are starting to realize, feminism has become toxic. You’d think this would be a big celebration, as I have been openly advocating against feminism for a long time. Instead however, I would say I almost feel lost? I never really imagined a time where this would happen. I hate radical feminists,…

On Being a Men’s Rights Activist

Before I start, I want to say that I have been involved as an activist for a long time. In university, I attempted to start a mental health student group, for sometime I just watched it decay and wither into its inevitable demise. Distorted, I stand; decaying at best. I have been battered, bruised and…

I’m sitting and staring at a wall.

I imagine myself in a desert, the sky is hues of purple and a deep, dark blue. The stars are shining brightly, there is a lone palm tree to my left, a pond beneath it. As I sit on the warm sand, that’s just beginning to cool, I look straight into a concrete wall. Gray,…

This, sucks.

Man, Emily, no wonder we don’t date, I AM unattractive. I’ve got writers block, but not because I can’t think of anything to write; I just believe that I have figured out a lot of problems that I write about. So I’ve become some of what of a self-righteous writer, who is probably going to…

The Disturbing Future.

Imagine that you are a sex robot. There are people you serve, well a person. Because you are not a “real” person, this person makes you a personality. This person has been mistreated by everyone around him, or for whatever reason just hasn’t been able to couple with another human being. This “master” will die,…