“Dear Woman…” (Or Man)
If you haven’t participated in the latest battle between the Divine Feminine & the Sacred Masculine, you must at least be aware that you’re walking on shaky ground.
That made some people cry. (Not me, I only cry at weddings.)
I believe in Parody. It usually saves the day and, when all is said and done by Mr. Reason & Mrs. Feeling, Ms. Parody should always have
the last a word. ‘Cause walking away with a smile is better than just walking. Especially when Will Ferrell is involved.
The following video has been out for a while and it was originally created to spoof the Manifesto for Conscious Men, a “collectively-written document from a number of men who feel deep appreciation for the gifts of the feminine as a balance to those of the masculine.”
But I think it makes for a perfect cherry
on top on the side of this cake.
I apologize for the pain that my fantasies must have caused you.
Today we acknowledge that several of Jesus’ apostles and Benjamin Franklin were most likely women.
History is now Our-Story…Hysterectomy can be We-Sterectomy
I apologize for all masculine offenses both conscious and especially unconscious. I didn’t mean to hurt you…I was unconscious.
We have dropped you down very tall hills…fed you food that was undercooked or cooked not at all.
I honor your hair and we’ll leave your hair be where I find it and not put it together into a wig and wear it wherever I am…
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