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#REDIRECT [[The Female Privilege Checklist]]
A recent meme on tumblr: "It was my privilege". Basically, a satire of the [[feminist]] habit of seeing male privilege and oppression everywhere.
 
{{quote|Doing some grocery shopping.<br>
Walk through the store, notice a small woman stacking the shelves, farther down my aisle.<br>
As I come near she falls from her stair as she tries to put something heavy on the top shelf, the goods going to the floor.<br>
She notices me and shrinks back slightly before being paralyzed with fear.<br>
Her eyes widen as I come closer, pupils shrinking as I reach for the goods.<br>
Her lip trembles as I pick up the box and put it on the top shelf, no stair required.<br>
I reach my hand out to help her up, and tears well up in her eyes.<br>
“T-thank y-you”, she says, as she takes my hand and gently pull her to her feet.<br>
Men are grinning at me, someone starts the slow clap, as all the other women look at her with scorn and pity at the same time.<br>
I bare my teeth in a mischievous grin, and she begins to sob softly.<br>
I continue my shopping under raucous applause.<br>
“It was… my privilege.”||[http://www.tumblr.com/tagged/it%20was%20my%20privilege It was my privelige (tumblr)]
}}
 
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Revision as of 19:11, 19 January 2013

A recent meme on tumblr: "It was my privilege". Basically, a satire of the feminist habit of seeing male privilege and oppression everywhere.

   
 
Doing some grocery shopping.

Walk through the store, notice a small woman stacking the shelves, farther down my aisle.
As I come near she falls from her stair as she tries to put something heavy on the top shelf, the goods going to the floor.
She notices me and shrinks back slightly before being paralyzed with fear.
Her eyes widen as I come closer, pupils shrinking as I reach for the goods.
Her lip trembles as I pick up the box and put it on the top shelf, no stair required.
I reach my hand out to help her up, and tears well up in her eyes.
“T-thank y-you”, she says, as she takes my hand and gently pull her to her feet.
Men are grinning at me, someone starts the slow clap, as all the other women look at her with scorn and pity at the same time.
I bare my teeth in a mischievous grin, and she begins to sob softly.
I continue my shopping under raucous applause.
“It was… my privilege.”

 


 
 

, It was my privelige (tumblr)