RaggedyAnn:



You could have responded with an apology, : I'm sorry. I had no idea the pressures women endure in African society. . I know it's wishful thinking on my part to hope for you to be objective, because winning an argument is more important, to most Nigerians, than finding out truths. The best either of us can hope for is a draw. You don't accept my argument, and I don't accept yours. We are stubborn like that. But it's foolishness, really.

I'm glad you called the picture I painted grim. That's exactly what it is. At least you didn't let the details get lost in translation in order interpret the situation as you please - as something 'not so bad'. But then you say that it isn't the reality of many? Please! You are hardly qualified to make that judgement. It is he who wears the shoe that knows where it pinches. I started by asking you if you would stand back and let me tell you the misogyny I feel in society as a woman, or if you would rather presume to tell me of my own reality (a thing neither my father nor brother would presume to do. Or would be qualified to do). And here I have my answer.

They say that the road to Hell is paved with good intentions. Whatever the reason for the prevalent misogyny doesn't stop the fabric of society from feeling rough against a woman's skin. Just as all the good intentions won't lower the temperature in Hell. My father would have his justifications for drumming into my ears, from early on, that a woman's place was in the kitchen and that she couldn't find happiness without a man. He wanted me to fit in, instead of sticking out like a sore thumb. I do not begrudge in the least way. My parents did the best they knew how to do. But sometimes a child is born with a very definitive self-knowledge that cannot be easily swayed.

You say that women need the male folk in our quest for equality. I didn't say anything about men being irrelevant or redundant in any of my earlier posts. You asked very specific questions (How is the Nigerian society misogynistic? Have I ever been denied anything which was given to my brother?) and I addressed just those. I am sure that you and I currently have very different views on what constitutes equality, so to delve into that matter now (or the matter of how a woman must stoop to conquer) would require more time than I am willing to commit right now.

I had an apology in mind when I typed the initial draft of my comment.
Between reading the other comments and watching a football match, it escaped my mind.
I am very sorry for all you've had to endure. I am also sorry for forgetting to include my apology in my previous comment.

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I am objective in all my dealings (at least I try to be). I am also not a win-at-all-costs individual.
There is no argument to win anyway. You say women go through hell. I say it's not as bad as you paint it. I also say it's not as bad as it was 20 years ago (at least you won't argue with this).

Perhaps I was wrong to think that women want/need to be protected, that chivalry is something I should aspire to.
I take these lessons with all the humility I can muster.
But I fear that not all women think/feel this way. So I am faced with a new problem:
What do I do when I meet women who are not Daeylar and Raggedy? How do I even tell the difference?

romeorailss:
but u said so nau Pls nau

You didn't hurt me

ZandhaZaraZ:
Lol. That was a metaphor.

Of course, I have. My mum, my sis, and my girlfriend.

Good, so hipsofagoddess just refers to my hips because I'm a goddess but most people expect to see an extraordinary size of hips because I used the word goddess.

ZandhaZaraZ:
There it is. Further evidence that the meat inside your skull has dissolved into cow piss.

You keep proving to be the unstimulating, dull marble on which the devil carves his bilious pronouncements. Idiots like you are the accidents that happen when baboons go for honeymoon.

You came here to spew trash as feminists for trying to sanitize your sisters and aunts of their idiocy in order to free them from the sinister clutches of incestious baboons like you who have no other god than his reptilian brainstem.

You're a brake on human progress, an unevolved primate choking the human future. There's no other way forward for the world than for your family of monkeys to be convulsed with internal bloodletting. Vermins like you deserve to go extinct.

Even after I buried you in your father's toilet, painting your corpse with your sister's menstrual blood, your obstinacy keeps your stupidity afloat, as you bare out your deformed teeth from beyond the grave. Apart from having the horrible looks of a black monkey, you also have an undefinable resemblance to a goat. You came back as a Zombie reciting the same poem recited by your grandmother when she caught you in the act of bestiality on her pig farm. You should let your devastated family whose symbol of happiness I have demolished, as he's the embodiment of their generational stupidity, have your obituary in peace.

I know you're pained to see blood on the scròtum of your zombified body. I can sense your sorrow at seeing your balls bleed. It's the same way the lion grieves at the loss of his whelps. The Honey badger has arrived to crush your pride and pluck off your impotent dick!

Hahahaha e pain am!! You were born and thrown away in the bush after your stupid mother couldn't bear the shame of birthing an slowpoke with an oversized head to earth, she was ostracized simply because she couldn't identify the man responsible out of the 72 men whom she made out with. Am I surprised? am not, it runs in your family linage, the fool who is your actual dad had been a failure since his existence, a wheelbarrow pusher who took his own pound of flesh from the slut you call mother, flee away to the next town when his hedious crimes was made public.

How low can one go raping pigeons, goats, and little girls won't take you far, you can at least join take over your dads business to make ends meet. A castrated nincompoop who is least among kingdoms of animals, see the dirty girl he is propagating her pictures, probably the best that could accept his poor life, now I've come to understand when they say a beggar has no choice. your sisters are all in the town of Ogbomoso hawking sex for half a thousand, what a cursed family!!

Take my advice boy, go apologize to that old woman you raped her goats to free you so you can see properly, I could supply you with weed so at least you can smoke up and forget your sorrows what are you my boy for? I would assist you in the little way I can.

Hipsofagoddess:


Good, so hipsofagoddess just refers to my hips because I'm a goddess but most people expect to see an extraordinary size of hips because I used the word goddess.

I understand. Afterall, I associate divinity more with the heart and soul, than with the body.

Nonsense. Because some girls live promiscuous life is now reason enough to pray not to have female children?
FYI, ladies are the pillars of many homes.

Pynkylypz:
You didn't hurt me

ok leme hurt u. You are a fool



I am sorry dear

romeorailss:
ok leme hurt u. You are a fool



I am sorry dear

Hahaha i hardly gets hurt, and i easily forgive... So e no pain me. Lol

Marcelo290:
[s]Hahahaha e pain am!! You were born and thrown away in the bush after your stupid mother couldn't bear the shame of birthing an slowpoke with an oversized head to earth, she was ostracized simply because she couldn't identify the man responsible out of the 72 men whom she made out with. Am I surprised? am not, it runs in your family linage, the fool who is your actual dad had been a failure since his existence, a wheelbarrow pusher who took his own pound of flesh from the slut you call mother, flee away to the next town when his hedious crimes was made public.

How low can one go raping pigeons, goats, and little girls won't take you far, you can at least join take over your dads business to make ends meet. A castrated nincompoop who is least among kingdoms of animals, see the dirty girl he is propagating her pictures, probably the best that could accept his poor life, now I've come to understand when they say a beggar has no choice. your sisters are all in the town of Ogbomoso hawking sex for half a thousand, what a cursed family!!

Take my advice boy, go apologize to that old woman you raped her goats to free you so you can see properly, I could supply you with weed so at least you can smoke up and forget your sorrows what are you my boy for? I would assist you in the little way I can.[/s]

You've been obsessed with the picture of the girl on my profile the way your father remains obsessed with the amazon he wished were his mother, which would have been a better option than the orangutan that housed him in her womb!

On the cursed night of your miserable birth, your grotesque-looking face and plywood-shaped head casted a shadow of melancholy on your mother's soul, as the smile on her ugly face morphed into a permanent grimace. You're the embodiment of your parents' sorrows and failures.

You're trying too hard in the pathetic mimicry of the jungle-bred mongrel that softned your mother's vagìna with bestial penetrations and sired you as a worthless rape-product. Why would I want to listen to a copy of the baboon's grunts, when I can listen to the baboon himself? Your wails of pain and anguish are no better than the cries of an expiring mouse.

Your braggadocio is as empty, and the impact of your e-cries as fleeting, as the last fragrance your mother's disease-ravaged pussy ever emitted. But your stupidity remains as chronic as the awful stench of her now putrid vagìna.

You're a penniless, mentally frigid goblin, outstripped in elegance and beauty even by rotten leaves. Trees in the rain forest are of greater significance than all the branches of your worthless linage put together.

The lighthouse in my soul keeps getting whiter than heaven, while the blackout in your skull keeps getting worse than the darkness that bedevils the deepest pits of hell.

Pynkylypz:
Hahaha i hardly gets hurt, and i easily forgive... So e no pain me. Lol

Chai this gal nawa o. I gentle ughh

romeorailss:
Chai this gal nawa o. I gentle ughh

Hehehehe

Pynkylypz:
Hehehehe

Make I chop small kiss nau

romeorailss:
Make I chop small kiss nau

No way!

Pynkylypz:
No way!

If u don't I will lick juice then . That is even better

romeorailss:

If u don't I will lick juice then . That is even better

Good night dear

Pynkylypz:
Good night dear

Ughh

Daeylar:


Lol, he's not allowed to have a child through someone's female child, he should go and look for his fellow men,
But nice suggestion there that he should raise his male kids to be gay

I love how your last 2 DPs has been celebrating the female body.

Celebrate

ZandhaZaraZ:
You've been obsessed with the picture of the girl on my profile the way your father remains obsessed with the amazon he wished were his mother, which would have been a better option than the orangutan that housed him in her womb!

On the cursed night of your miserable birth, your grotesque-looking face and plywood-shaped head casted a shadow of melancholy on your mother's soul, as the smile on her ugly face morphed into a permanent grimace. You're the embodiment of your parents' sorrows and failures.

You're trying too hard in the pathetic mimicry of the jungle-bred mongrel that softned your mother's vagìna with bestial penetrations and sired you as a worthless rape-product. Why would I want to listen to a copy of the baboon's grunts, when I can listen to the baboon himself? Your wails of pain and anguish are no better than the cries of an expiring mouse.

Your braggadocio is as empty, and the impact of your e-cries as fleeting, as the last fragrance your mother's disease-ravaged pussy ever emitted. But your stupidity remains as chronic as the awful stench of her now putrid vagìna.

You're a penniless, mentally frigid goblin, outstripped in elegance and beauty even by rotten leaves. Trees in the rain forest are of greater significance than all the branches of your worthless linage put together.

The lighthouse in my soul keeps getting whiter than heaven, while the blackout in your skull keeps getting worse than the darkness that bedevils the deepest pits of hell.

Lol see how he is crying like a baby horse who was unjustly weaned off his mother's breast, but I warned you remember? but No, you thought everyone is like your coward father who is still on a run after decades, probably in a timid village recounting his regrets in life which you are the worst of all.

Wait!! That dirty smelly lepka girl I saw or another OMG I just vomited! dude no jokes, you can't talk to girls I role with much more my gf. everyone is not as dirty and without class and taste like you na, haba! have some dignity bro, not until I finish taunting you and sending you to hell hole you crawled out from, you would know no peace, you shall send my message to all ends of the world, the thought of my moniker alone would bring fear and intimidation to you.

You are a pathetic fellow whose live is filled with stories of sadness and regret, little wonder you come online to pour your frustrations, but today, you met the wrong person and so I've just opened your page, a low live who's popular for his moribund failure in all ramifications of endeavor. I could bet you have never made a honest penny throughout your life time, unless raping poor goats is an achievement, then I would pass.

The slut you call mother is presently in another man's house doing her job. oh poor fellow, I Pity you and your life of misfortunes, it is well my boy, I would remember you in my prayers...

Make no mistake, I remain your tormentor and nightmare till change your evil ways, your haggard looking mum and sisters is why I'm considering having just males, to avoid the shame they have brought upon humanity, but again I would rather prefer a female to a mentally deranged lunatic like you anyday any time.

Marcelo290:
[s]Lol see how he is crying like a baby horse who was unjustly weaned off his mother's breast, but I warned you remember? but No, you thought everyone is like your coward father who is still on a run after decades, probably in a timid village recounting his regrets in life which you are the worst of all.

Wait!! That dirty smelly lepka girl I saw or another OMG I just vomited! dude no jokes, you can't talk to girls I role with much more my gf. everyone is not as dirty and without class and taste like you na, haba! have some dignity bro, not until I finish taunting you and sending you to hell hole you crawled out from, you would know no peace, you shall send my message to all ends of the world, the thought of my moniker alone would bring fear and intimidation to you.

You are a pathetic fellow whose live is filled with stories of sadness and regret, little wonder you come online to pour your frustrations, but today, you met the wrong person and so I've just opened your page, a low live who's popular for his moribund failure in all ramifications of endeavor. I could bet you have never made a honest penny throughout your life time, unless raping poor goats is an achievement, then I would pass.

The slut you call mother is presently in another man's house doing her job. oh poor fellow, I Pity you and your life of misfortunes, it is well my boy, I would remember you in my prayers...

Make no mistake, I remain your tormentor and nightmare till change your evil ways, your haggard looking mum and sisters is why I'm considering having just males, to avoid the shame they have brought upon humanity, but again I would rather prefer a female to a mentally deranged lunatic like you anyday any time. [/s]

What is this shiit? Talk about my dp, talk about the goats your father raped, then beat your wide chest that reminds you of the well that is your mother's pussy..... and what else? Nothing. You keep RECYCLING, and REPEATING the same shiit over and over. Any idiot can type these kindargaten lines. Show me the level of creativity your father displayed in taking the manufacturing of imbeciles_ to an entirely different level.

Again comes your heart, still oppressed by years of sorrow and bitterness, palpitating with rage and wounded sensibility. It quivers still, with unrestrained grief, its buffoonish owner panting after being submerged by the paroxysms of ignominy.

In your water-logged skull infiltrated by nasty maggots, the flame of retardation burns like the altar-fire of your mother's promiscuity, which eventually backfired in form of you as acute pain and paranoia over the existence of the girl child.

My words peal through your skull like a muffled bell, leaving your spirit abashed and ashamed, abject and hopeless.

Any attempt to free you from your calamitious stupidity would be as futile as trying to oppose an earthquake with an argument, so I'll rather add to your misfortune as I electrocute you with devastating lividity and strangle you to trigger the vomit of the little suboptimal sense you have left like water dropping down a statue.

But your dumb spirit has a monumental indifference to being treated as a living soul. As I was going to bestow more cretinism on you, as punishment for its obstinacy, I realized the cosmic energy of stupidity is already busy in your head.

You're a fool with infantile imaginations. Indulging you any further would be a waste of time and an insult to my valor. I shall bury you with this while I leave you to convulse beneath the earth as you struggle and hope for the intrusion of oxygen that will never visit you again.

Take home the picture of the "dirty girl" whose glamour and pulchritude are enough to assault the senses of your aunts' husbands and your sisters' boyfriends, stamp them with imbecility as she milks them of their fortune, and then sell their poverty and stupidity-infested semen to pigs, in an act of magnanimous nicety, to cross their monkey DNA with that of pigs and create mentally unstable mutants for your barren sisters to adopt in order to artificially preserve your family of drooling imbeciles_ as the eternal shame of humanity.

Masturbate over it before jumping on a spike to end your miserable life.

FINIS.

Ranchhoddas:
I had an apology in mind when I typed the initial draft of my comment.
Between reading the other comments and watching a football match, it escaped my mind.
I am very sorry for all you've had to endure. I am also sorry for forgetting to include my apology in my previous comment.

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I am objective in all my dealings (at least I try to be). I am also not a win-at-all-costs individual.
There is no argument to win anyway. You say women go through hell. I say it's not as bad as you paint it. I also say it's not as bad as it was 20 years ago (at least you won't argue with this).

Perhaps I was wrong to think that women want/need to be protected, that chivalry is something I should aspire to.
I take these lessons with all the humility I can muster.
But I fear that not all women think/feel this way. So I am faced with a new problem:
What do I do when I meet women who are not Daeylar and Raggedy? How do I even tell the difference?

Okay. This, I didn't expect. I commend your effort to try to be objective and civil. Of course I won't argue, today is better than twenty years ago. It's a process. Things are changing for women, but it's as a result of the effort advocates are putting in to make these changes happen.

I don't think any of those five misogynistic nuances I listed earlier would ever be mistaken for male chivalry by any type of woman. But if you want to know for sure what kind of woman you're dealing with and how you should act, then pay attention to her. Don't make assumptions and don't place her in a box of your choosing.

In all, though: Respects!

No be someone born Evans, Anini, Shekau, Shina Rambo?

All those young men smoking weed and hard drugs about fell from the sky?

Whether male or female, teach your children to believe in themselves, teach them they are the best the world has to offer. And show them. Show them by your actions the importance of integrity in a human, show them they can be their own person without throwing out their values in order to fit in with their peers.

ZandhaZaraZ
Chaiii you fall my hand
Them give you small brotherly love you run go change DP
Abeg make I laugh, you've seen that you're not the only one that can talk to someone as a brother , LMAO

Daeylar:
ZandhaZaraZ
Chaiii you fall my hand
Them give you small brotherly love you run go change DP
Abeg make I laugh, you've seen that you're not the only one that can talk to someone as a brother , LMAO

Lol.

If that's how it seems, make I change it back. It's the same person afterall.

ZandhaZaraZ:
Lol.

If that's how it seems, make I change it back. It's the same person afterall.

No be only if that's how it seems. take your L in peace

Daeylar:


No be only if that's how it seems. Berra take your L in peace

I've already taken my leave. There's nothing he can throw to beat that.

ZandhaZaraZ:
I've already taken my leave. There's nothing he can throw to beat that.

Lol, change it back it was just a little yab, you don't need to change it

Lol, I know

Daeylar:


Lol, changing it back I was just yabbing you small, you don't need to change it

Lol, I know

Let it remain there. I forgot that's the one he was supposed to stroke his còck at.

I think I'm beginning to feel sleepy.

ZandhaZaraZ:
Let it remain there. I forgot that's the one he was supposed to stroke his còck at.

I think I'm beginning to feel sleepy.

All right good night,

Ranchhoddas:
I had an apology in mind when I typed the initial draft of my comment.
Between reading the other comments and watching a football match, it escaped my mind.
I am very sorry for all you've had to endure. I am also sorry for forgetting to include my apology in my previous comment.

I am objective in all my dealings (at least I try to be). I am also not a win-at-all-costs individual.

Same here

There is no argument to win anyway. You say women go through hell. I say it's not as bad as you paint it. . I also say it's not as bad as it was 20 years ago (at least you won't argue with this).

Errrr... You can't say it's not as bad because some women do experience these things, therefore it is as bad for them, that's non debatable and you can't diminish their experience or shut them up because you feel it's not as bad.
Right on the 2nd part.

Perhaps I was wrong to think that women want/need to be protected, that chivalry is something I should aspire to.

Nothing wrong with any of the above at all, and in the spirit of equality, do you mind if a woman feels that way towards others? Men and women? Towards you? Nothing wrong with that at all, just understand that if you want to protect a woman and she says she doesn't want the protection, there's nothing wrong with that also, or maybe she says the protection is going into controlling territory, then you guys can talk about boundaries, nothing wrong with that

I take these lessons with all the humility I can muster.
But I fear that not all women think/feel this way. So I am faced with a new problem:
What do I do when I meet women who are not Deylar and Raggedy? How do I even tell the difference?

Lol, the same way you knew our stand, by talking to them about topics that relate to this. Well if you meet women who are different you relate with them in a way that's beneficial to you both.

Daeylar:

All right good night,

Good morning. How was your night?

ZandhaZaraZ:
Good morning. How was your night?

Good morning how was service?

They say doggy allows the sperm hit the egg faster be4 the Y chromosome dies out. Have doggie, have cute male babies.