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amanda judging angela for screwing up a snowball fight just to take the controller and screw up herself immediately 😭

you didn’t answer the question

Sex is why women are opressed

Gender is how

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Almost 7 years ago three girls in Moscow named Krestina, Angelina, and Maria Khachaturyan (19, 18 and 17 years old back then) agreed to kill their father. Only now in 2025 the court agreed they had the reason to: the deceased was tried posthumously and finally had been found guilty of abusing them.

He was a violent drug-addicted person with police connections, who beat his wife Aurelia for 20 years, kicked out his son when he was about 14 then Aurelia herself, and forbad her to contact the girls. He raped and tortured his daughters, threatening them with weapons and controlling their every move. Nobody helped even after he pulled them out from school.

In one of the interviews, Krestina told about the order their father established at home:

He demanded that we always be there and come at his first call. He had a special bell, which he rang, and one of us should immediately run up to him, day and night. And do whatever he says — to bring water, food and miscellaneous other… He could not make an effort even to open the window himself, and we had to serve him as slaves.

One night when he got angry with them again he tortured them with pepper spray, causing Krestina, the oldest, asthma attack. Later that night the younger sisters attacked him with knife and hummer and with the help of Krestina who woke up because of sounds of fighting they killed him.

I remember the initial news, the details about abuse that came later, the arrest of three girls. The BIL of the deceased was called a victim of the crime and was doing everything he could to influence the prosecution and the court so they would punish his nieces in full. He denied the abuse, accused them of lying, girls’ messages were leaked and used to paint them as spoiled brats. Our ‘Incels movement’ joined him in this.

At the same time there were a lot of feminist protests going on, and I think it was the last huge joint feminist activity before the war began and feminism was called destructive movement close to terrorism (they haven’t banned us yet, but it could happen any time). And it worked, it helped, and I think the decision to charge the deceased father with abuse was one of the last good news we had here.

In the year 2025 when feminism is a dirty word in our country, when domestic abuse is no more a criminal offence, when people get twice longer sentences for antiwar graffiti than for rape or murder, I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw the news today. I hope that sister will be found not guilty or at least will be considered righteously defending themselves and will get suspended sentences. Didn’t they suffered enough? They are still forbidden to meet each other.

from what language are you translating to russian? none of your sentences made sense. stop using my language to spread rape threats, you sick piece of shit.

Sex is why women are opressed

Gender is how

every slur is recognised by liberals as unacceptable unless it’s a slur used exclusively for women.

I’m so sick of the angry people (mostly men and libfems) in my inbox telling me that bitch isn’t a slur every time I say it is one.

No, it’s not on the same level as some other slurs like the n-word, but that doesn’t mean it’s not still a misogynistic slur. Tell me how a word meaning a female dog used for BREEDING isn’t a dehumanizing, derogatory term for women. Explain it right now.

You don’t think women have been beaten, raped and killed while having that word shouted at them by men? And isn’t it funny how men call each other bitches to mean “coward,” “feminine,” “weak,” etc? 🤔

You just don’t want to admit that women are an oppressed group.

angela.......... angela please 🫴💍

I believe that one of the most tragic things that can happen in one’s life is the disruptive relationship with the body you’ve been born with.

Despite all of the things I’ve gone through, I doubt that I would trade that experience, because I’m unwilling to lose the acceptance that I had to fight for.

Like many other girls around the world I’ve witnessed woman’s body and its ‘beauty’ being up for discussion.

By men usually, but it’s always followed by some of the women.

The problems started to come out of thin air.

First there were my ethnic features, my nose in particular. From the present paradigm I can say that there is nothing wrong with it. First and foremost it does its job: I can breathe, and do so very well. Secondly, it’s just… a nose? It’s quite literally ordinary, especially amongst my people, and it’s beautiful to be apart of some society, to be able to trace your history, your DNA by your phenotype. Our bodies are so much more than just us. It’s the history.

But because it was different from the standards of a country where I lived, I was claimed as unattractive. And we all know how men treat women who are not attractive from their point view.

It destroyed me in many ways. I was and still sometimes am embarrassed to walk with people side by side, knowing they can see my side profile. I had this animal fear of them seeing me like that. And only recently I saw one photo of myself, and there was a revelation. There is literally nothing wrong with my nose. It suits my face, and it’s beautiful.

Then there was weight. From my early childhood I’ve been doing sports. All kinds of them. It helped me quite a lot, building stamina and I have been healthy, which supposedly is all that matters.

But when I was just a girl in cheerleading, my male coach has been making remarks of me being chubby, having a stomach. I loved him as a parent figure, I still do, but it’s something I doubt I will be able to forgive. Since those remarks I started thinking about food and the amounts of food I consume. I remember being at a contest, and eating an apple. My coach saw me and said tiredly: ‘you’re eating again.’

And it all changed something within me, irrevocably.

I look back at the picture now, of me being a child, and all I can see is a kid who’s REALLY small. I had no over weight, whatsoever. I was just a child whose features haven’t sharpened.

Lastly, there are stretch marks. It isn’t something that was noticed by anyone. It’s rather something brought up by the internet. I was constantly seeing content about how to deal with stretch marks, and it made me believe that I have to fix my body. I was horrified, how am I so young, and so damaged. I had to buy oils, or whatever else, and to fix it, to become attractive because that is where my value comes.

But it’s not. Your value is not in your beauty, because beauty does not exist. It’s a social construct, as many other things that make people suffer: gender roles, deviance, marriage; the list goes on.

You can make a choice. To not care about those things. To just accept yourself the way you are, the way you were born, the way your body is created.

Because there cannot be anything inherently ‘wrong’ with you.

btw seeing tater without headphones is like seeing a dog meow

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