So, in order to correct that misapprehension and to remind the some of the angrier men of the androsphere that civilization requires two sexes for survival, I think it is important to spotlight those women who are clearly on the side of Team Civilization, even if they are not members of the androsphere or seeing things with post-Red Pill clarity. Cindy, who is just a mommy, is one such woman:
My teacher broke my heart. She didn’t do anything mean, really. She just asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. She had us write about it, actually. My paper went something like this:It is important for even the angriest, most justifiably bitter men of the androsphere to remember that the survival of civilization requires the joint efforts of both the sexes. By all means, denigrate, shame, and mock those women who are actively, if unknowingly, attempting to bring civilization down. But it is vital to be able to distinguish between civilizational friend and anti-civilizational foe.
When I grow up, I want to be a mommy. I think I’d be good at it. I’d like lots of children.Maybe there was more to it than that. I don’t remember. I turned in my paper, with the requisite poorly-drawn picture to illustrate. Instead of marking it with the usual red check-mark and smiley face, Miss Dixon called me to her desk.
“What else?”
I didn’t know what she meant, so I just looked at her with that slack-jawed, confused look that I still get when I’m dumbfounded. (That’s about twice a day, if you wondered.) She tried again. “What else do you want to be when you grow up? Mommy isn’t enough.”
