Why women ARE equal to men
If creator wanted women to always be subservient to men, He should not have made them walk and talk like men. Instead, have them behave more like wild beasts that have to be locked up in cages when not doing the deed. Therefore it's only natural that women should ALWAYS be equal no matter what. The same wisdom that can be applied to other non-white races as well.
While I have no particular interest in arguing the conclusion, your argument is terrible. You have premises supporting that women have two traits in common with men, namely walking and talking. That is nowhere near sufficient evidence to draw the conclusion if you're attempting induction, and the form of the argument is invalid if you were attempting deduction.
For Our Lord Sheogorath, without Whom all Thought would be linear and all Feeling would be fleeting. Blessed are the Madmen, for they hold the keys to secret knowledge. Blessed are the Phobic, always wary of that which would do them harm. Blessed are the Obsessed, for their courses are clear. Blessed are the Addicts, may they quench the thirst that never ebbs. Blessed are the Murderous, for they have found beauty in the grotesque. Blessed are the Firelovers, for their hearts are always warm. Blessed are the Artists, for in their hands the impossible is made real. Blessed are the Musicians, for in their ears they hear the music of the soul. Blessed are the Sleepless, as they bask in wakeful dreaming. Blessed are the Paranoid, ever-watchful for our enemies. Blessed are the Visionaries, for their eyes see what might be. Blessed are the Painlovers, for in their suffering, we grow stronger. Blessed is the Madgod, who tricks us when we are foolish, punishes us when we are wrong, tortures us when we are unmindful, and loves us in our imperfection.
This is the strangest argument for equality I've ever read.
There is no argument when it comes to equality between sexes, because within modern first world culture, women are treated equally to men within the context of societal and cultural first world purposes. Now I would like to ask what feminists are doing about the opression, subjugation and murder of women in third world countries where religious cultural law and doctrine teaches hate and looks down upon women?
Using that same logic, crows are capable of solving puzzles. There are some humans who, through the unfortunate luck of the genetic draw, are incapable of solving these same puzzles.
Are crows better than retarded kids?
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You would also have to assume that people in general are equal, when we are in fact not. I would be extremely offended if I was placed on some sort of equality pedalstal to a terrorist or some criminal just because they are human.
I have a conure that can say "what are you doing." He can talk like a man, but he can't walk like a man, which would make him 50% my equal. On that note, Helen Keller could walk like a man, but she couldn't talk like a man, which would also make her 50% my equal, but on the bright side, she and my conure are equal. I like your logic. It's anti-mute and anti-cripple, which are two groups of people that I despise.
I assumed by clicking on this thread I was going to see an actual intellectual discussion. Boy was I wrong.
You know what they say about assumptions. They make an ass out of you and mumptions.
For Our Lord Sheogorath, without Whom all Thought would be linear and all Feeling would be fleeting. Blessed are the Madmen, for they hold the keys to secret knowledge. Blessed are the Phobic, always wary of that which would do them harm. Blessed are the Obsessed, for their courses are clear. Blessed are the Addicts, may they quench the thirst that never ebbs. Blessed are the Murderous, for they have found beauty in the grotesque. Blessed are the Firelovers, for their hearts are always warm. Blessed are the Artists, for in their hands the impossible is made real. Blessed are the Musicians, for in their ears they hear the music of the soul. Blessed are the Sleepless, as they bask in wakeful dreaming. Blessed are the Paranoid, ever-watchful for our enemies. Blessed are the Visionaries, for their eyes see what might be. Blessed are the Painlovers, for in their suffering, we grow stronger. Blessed is the Madgod, who tricks us when we are foolish, punishes us when we are wrong, tortures us when we are unmindful, and loves us in our imperfection.
It gave Clint the opportunity to share his thoughts on mute and crippled people, so it can't be all that bad.
But yeah, that was a very strange opening message. Some kind of abstract, philosophical idea, or something, that doesn't stand up well when scrutinized. I think it was trying to be inspirational? But obviously it left people confused, heh.
You're supposed to take animals out of cages in order to have sex with them?Originally Posted by LauriJ
I didn't know they caged the sheep in New Zealand
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This thread just hit a 10.0 on the Rekter scale.
For Our Lord Sheogorath, without Whom all Thought would be linear and all Feeling would be fleeting. Blessed are the Madmen, for they hold the keys to secret knowledge. Blessed are the Phobic, always wary of that which would do them harm. Blessed are the Obsessed, for their courses are clear. Blessed are the Addicts, may they quench the thirst that never ebbs. Blessed are the Murderous, for they have found beauty in the grotesque. Blessed are the Firelovers, for their hearts are always warm. Blessed are the Artists, for in their hands the impossible is made real. Blessed are the Musicians, for in their ears they hear the music of the soul. Blessed are the Sleepless, as they bask in wakeful dreaming. Blessed are the Paranoid, ever-watchful for our enemies. Blessed are the Visionaries, for their eyes see what might be. Blessed are the Painlovers, for in their suffering, we grow stronger. Blessed is the Madgod, who tricks us when we are foolish, punishes us when we are wrong, tortures us when we are unmindful, and loves us in our imperfection.
Ah, but he already made them like men. So women weren't thought of first? How would the situation be reversed if men were made to be like women? Irrelevant, because most men wouldn't stand for that. Or walk for it, either.
Okay, what? How the heck am I supposed to be cooked for and brought my newspaper and coffee if they're locked up in a cage?
Maybe it should be, but I've seen far more attractive mexican chicks on the spanish channel than mexican men. How the heck is that equality?
Moved this to Gen Chat because you all stink
Sexism! Sexism! You're implying men smell!
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Oh good, thanks.Moved this to Gen Chat because you all stink
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For Our Lord Sheogorath, without Whom all Thought would be linear and all Feeling would be fleeting. Blessed are the Madmen, for they hold the keys to secret knowledge. Blessed are the Phobic, always wary of that which would do them harm. Blessed are the Obsessed, for their courses are clear. Blessed are the Addicts, may they quench the thirst that never ebbs. Blessed are the Murderous, for they have found beauty in the grotesque. Blessed are the Firelovers, for their hearts are always warm. Blessed are the Artists, for in their hands the impossible is made real. Blessed are the Musicians, for in their ears they hear the music of the soul. Blessed are the Sleepless, as they bask in wakeful dreaming. Blessed are the Paranoid, ever-watchful for our enemies. Blessed are the Visionaries, for their eyes see what might be. Blessed are the Painlovers, for in their suffering, we grow stronger. Blessed is the Madgod, who tricks us when we are foolish, punishes us when we are wrong, tortures us when we are unmindful, and loves us in our imperfection.
Aye, just remember I didnt start this one.
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