Nails on Chalkboard

Eastern Europe, Hope, and Education

This is my math class:

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"Looks like I'm failing," I sigh, bemoaning another horrid grade on my homework.

"No you won't," my friend said, a white lie from how I see it. "You always do so well on tests." The ninety, the ninety-five, and the eighty-seven come to mind and contrast that with the sixty-eight, the fifty-four, and the forty-seven (I was out for that lesson, but it is horrid).

"It doesn't matter anymore. Tests are pretty much no part of my grade."

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Now I know why.

I've been an antifeminist for some time, thanks to lovely Internet folks like Kraut and Tea, the literal most superlative German of all time; Sargon of Akkad, the brutal Akkadian ruler who conquered most of modern-day Iraq and Syria; Milo Yiannopolous, the most fabulous person alive or dead; Shoe0nhead, who must have the highest subscriber per video ratio on the entire Internet; and Veemonro, the e-begging Gypsy with a fat cat. Of course, there's many more: Bearing, Vernaculis, Bennehh, Blaire White, Armoured Skeptic, to name just a fifth of the antifeminist channels I'm subscribed to. I hope to be among their number someday.

Something I've heard often is that the rising numbers of women in university is due to the change of public schooling to suit how girls and women learn; repetition, review, dull homework and class work from which comes the grade, and tests that are just as drudge-like as normal work. This all culminates in absolute boredom for a freethinking, anarchic learner like me. I learn best when I care and want to. I do not learn by constantly working equations until they've become muscle memory of the brain. I learn by understanding something on its deepest, most base level. This is especially true with history and math. English is far too abstract for that, though foreign languages follow that template in my head. I've a good head for foreign languages; I can write passably well in four scripts. I have a relatively balanced learning mechanism, about half stereotypically female and about half stereotypically male. The need to understand something on an intuitive level, female; the need to understand the logic of a thing, male. I generalize, broadly. Please forgive me, I'm trying to make a point.

However, this way of learning is no longer preferred. America prefers to produce middle-of-the-road, cookie-cutter thinkers. I see it in the adults around me, some acquaintances I have. I know some people who have this learning thing worse than me, people I talk to over the Internet. It's hard, when you excel so well and no one can see it. I'm lucky because I'm too damn proud to shut up about my awesomeness. It's why I relish the Geography Bee. It's not something that can be learned by rote. You have to understand the psychology of the world on such a deep level to do well. I have merely scratched the surface. And I get to show off.

Thank you, feminists, for screwing me over. Screw you and screw your self-righteous ideology. Thank you for screwing over half of the human race and change, for all the girls who learn like me. Screw you for making sure the less productive half of the human race could make up 75% of college graduates in twenty years. That's why the pay gap exists. Women go into lower-paying jobs, work less overtime, and take more sick days and vacation days on average. If that trend is applied to 75% of the skilled workforce, I bemoan the future. D'you like the fact that the top 1% owns 40-odd-% of the wealth? I don't. Thanks for making status quo consistently slightly worse.

Do fuck off, saying you're trying to help girls and women. We don't need to be treated like an underclass, a subhuman group that requires aid to approach the 'world of men' or the 'patriarchy' as you so idiotically put it.

I dearly hope Eastern Europe will be sane enough to resist this plague. Hold out for me, Poland, Lithuania, Latvia, Slovakia. You are the only hope of the rational.