I love sluts. Sluts rule. But I don’t love people that feel entitled to the approval of others. Every time the term “slut shaming” is thrown around by a college freshman with a singular pink dread lock, taking her first women’s studies course or a Buzzfeed contributor or a high school junior petitioning her school to let her wear lingerie to class, I picture a bald eagle dying, and an American flag bursting into flames. Why? Because the patriarchal society that we live in is being dismantled by these bad ass feminist babes, and as a consequence, so are its symbolism? Nice try, but no.
Men and women are held to different standards regarding sexuality. I won’t deny this. But hear me out: across species, males are expected to compete with one another so that they are able to woo and mate with a particular female. The more females a male was able to mate with, the more desirable he was. On the other hand, a female that gave little regard to who she mated with was less desirable. If a female didn’t care about what the male had to offer her, she had little discernment and didn’t care very much about her well being or that of her offspring.
While humans mate for pleasure more than reproduction, unlike animals, they really aren’t that different.
Guys are expected to shower women in gifts as they pursuit the poontang. From paying for dates to buying shoes, men are universally expected to prove their worth with written checks and card swipes. While women insist that they shouldn’t be judged for their promiscuity, very few of these same women insist that men should be absolved of the expectations that society has placed on them. In fact, many of these women take advantage of those expectations.
Now, I get that we all have itches that we want to scratch. I won’t lie, I love to gossip, but I generally don’t care what other people are doing with their private parts. As long as it’s not my crush and it wouldn’t violate another relationship, I usually support the thotchery. But while no consenting adult needs a permission slip from society to make their own decisions, no one is obligated to agree with anyone’s decisions.
Instead of these weak excuses about “double standards” and “not judging,” we should promote living a life that you’re proud of, because the only respect your entitled to is your own, and if you’re proud of what you’re doing, you don’t care what anyone is calling you.
Being an American means the right to be a slut. It also means the right to call someone a slut. Personally, I’d prefer that we all stay in our own lanes and mind our own business, but I’m also tired of living in a world of people that expect pats on the back for everything they do and crumble in the face of any sort of criticism.
At the end of the day, I think that any worthwhile person, regardless of gender, exercises self control in their life, from their exercise habits to their urges down under. The ability to resist temptation and self indulgence, no matter what form they come in, says a lot about a person. Their ability to hold themselves accountable when they fall short says even more.
Do what you want. Seize the day. Seize the d. But remember that respect is earned, and decided on an individual basis; not demanded or extorted through bogus accusations.
what do you think?