Oops! I'm a feminist.

There. I said it. Out loud. Well... in type.

I'm a feminist for a lot of reasons, but the most prolific one is this: I think everyone should have equal rights. Simple, right? Unfortunately, even is the US, people have problems with that.
I live less than an hour away from UCSB, where in May, Elliot Rodgers decided he was going to kill people because he was a virgin. People excuse this excuse this by saying he had alleged mental heath issues, but that is actually why he did that. That struck very close to home. I had family that went to UCSB. I have friends that go to UCSB and actually live in IV where the shootings took place. I couldn't believe that there was someone who would actually take something to that level. I was naïve.
After the incident, I started reading the articles and watching the videos that came from it and was shocked to find that there were people that agreed with Rodgers, saying that they would do the same thing.
That scared the crap out of me.

Flash-forward to today. Some article about feminism popped up on my newsfeed and I click on it as I am wont to do. I read it and I go into the comments as I usually do, because a: I actually like knowing what other people think on the matter, and b: I really feel as if I need to know how scary the world is. So that article led me to  another, then to a video, and so on. And I found a comment that was actually chilling, written by a man who says he "loves women" in a previous comment, and gets into an argument with a well-meaning women and says...

"I know what a misandrist is. I chose not to use the word. I also don't care what you think. It also doesn't matter what i think. It is you who is upset at binary code on a computer screen. I'm just using your anger for entertainment. It doesn't really matter though. The dawn of a new era is coming to a front. Soon you'll be replaced by androids who will be perfect. The perfect friend, the perfect lover, oh it'll be so great. oh, and before you get into how a machine can't give me children. I detest children. No loss. They, like most women serve no purpose. It's going to be great when I come home from a hard days work to a clean house, a great meal and a sexy fake chick who will be waiting in a cute set of underthings on with a double rum and coke for my drinking pleasure. She'll patiently wait for me to eat and tell her about my day, before she demands to pleasure me. Now before you say something about fake women, save it, most of you are fake as hell, and you talk back, and you can't cook, don't want to clean and don't want to work. Man I almost forgot, she can never get fat. This is going to rock. Now, go make me a sandwich."

I see a lot of these types of arguments, usually between MRAs who basically just want to get rid of feminism (and in this case all women) entirely, and well meaning feminists who try to correct their misconceptions about feminism and end up getting angry because there really is no reasoning with them. I don't blame them. I would get angry too, and that's why I don't comment on those things because I really don't have that kind of energy.
I think there are two scary bits to this story. There's the fact that some men would really like to get rid of all women, or at least be able to put them in a closet when she wasn't wanted and would only be brought out to cook, clean, and tend to his sexual needs, always looking perfect. I am aware that yes, there are some radical feminists that would like men wiped off the earth, but I've honestly never encountered them. However, men who would like the latter of the above options? I see them almost every time I read the comment section.
The second scary thing may just be for me. It seems, as women, that our value is only in how good we look and how much as how much we clean, cook, and "put out". In some peoples eye's our value is only there because we can have children. I really can't do much of that. While I don't have the "Disability" label, that's really what I am. I can't clean or cook very often, in fact I don't even know the last time I cooked a full meal. (I did clean last night however. The benefit to everyone else going on a trip? I get to do chores when I can't sleep. Like vacuuming at four in the morning.) I definitely don't look great. Most days, a shower is a struggle. If I do leave the house I throw my hair in a bun and put on very minimal makeup. As for bearing children, I only have one ovary so I half as many eggs, and I'd probably lose my other one if I ever went off birth control. Luckily I've never wanted children, and never thought that I'd get married, but if those things are the only things of value I have in my arsenal, I'm pretty screwed. 
Luckily I do see that a few men actually stand up to these other men. It always lifts my spirits. 

I know that this is an issue that many feel strongly about. If you do decide to comment, please keep it civil.