I believe it’s time for me to string together a few words about the upcoming events in Toronto, part of my back yard.
Actually I’m a little late. The reason? I’ve been busy in my back yard. Hell of a lot of work to do, and my back yard is a fair size. It’s full of feminist gender fuzzy-science-pseudo-logic narratives.
Here is some of the FTSU (Fact Their Shit Up) I’ve done over the last bit of time in my immediate back yard:
Those two videos were in preparation for Hamilton Ontario’s rendition of the verbal lynching media-slut march, complete with feminist claims of boogeymen lurking in every shadow. But not a whisper is heard about the boogeywomen who also inhabit those dark recesses of humanity during the “Inflate The Fright” (aka “take back the night”) marches.
Something else was happening for this one: our old friends from the White
flag Ribbon (WR) organization were going to be in town giving a “male allies” lecture.
I’ve made a call to those folks in the past. It was embedded in an article here on AVFM. Apparently someone didn’t like White Ribbon being recorded lying about the facts of gender violence and had the recording removed from the hosting site.
So I made a video gift for those gender studies edumikated folks from the White Ribbon Campaign in honour of their
infecting visiting Hamilton.
And then I went to the event, bringing some post cards with facts on them, and filmed the t-shirts and watched curiously as Hamilton Police Services showed up.
Advocacy for addressing of issues men face is my back yard and it doesn’t end where the fence-line begins. It doesn’t end when I have a talk over a coffee about issues facing men with a neighbour. I wish it was that easy to fix this treacherous misandric quicksand that men find themselves in these days. So my activism doesn’t end at the fence-line.
My back yard goes as far as my eyes can see, and as far as I can get my carcass shipped. Toronto is one of those places I can easily travel to, and that makes it part of my back yard.
The seeds of male human rights are planted in Toronto, I’ve watched over them as best I can, encouraging that truth to grow. And that part of my back yard is growing beautifully.
On the 27th & 28th of September it will be time to harvest some of the fruits of those seeds. Time to harvest the effort and work all of us in the MHRM have put into exposing feminist hypocrisy and bigotry. Time to bring the harvest of those silenced male voices to the public banquet table and broadcast it as loud as need be in Toronto, my back yard.
To prepare for that banquet I’ve begun some work.
But it’s not really my back yard, its everyone’s.
I am only one of the groundskeepers, and so too are you!
So with that in mind I am putting the call out for posters folks and as I stated in the text of my video preparing for the weekend of the 27th:
“Hang ‘em High,
Hang’em in Feminism’s Face.”
And on that note me and my AVFM wingman Jeb (who now has the call sign of ‘Jebernaught”) have a busy week ahead of us. Those posters don’t hang themselves.
Hey, where will you be hanging yoursS? They are right here you know.