My Portrayal Of Women In The 1950's

To the men who like to objectify my sister,

As a younger sister, I’ve always had my sister “the evil bitch” to look out for me - sometimes this was nice but other times I didn’t always appreciate it! She always took care of me and stood up to those who were being mean or rude to me and trust me there’s been a few of those in my short lifetime. She bought me hot chips at school, completely unprompted by myself or our mother! She cheered for me when I succeeded and had Disney or Barbie movie marathons with me when I was sad and just when we felt like it. She made the worst things fun, like how we’d blast music and dance around as we did the dishes in the evening. She was the one who I ran through the sprinklers with in the summer and the one

Of course you would, that’s where you met and you decided to wink at her while reading a Playboy, how charming. Now I know that you were raised differently to me, you were raised in a completely backwards society, also known as the 1950s. When you were growing up it was a completely male dominated world that viewed females as objects that could be controlled and put on display. That way of thinking has been changing over decades and you can’t seem to move with the times. You seem to be under the misapprehension that women are window displays and that Paper Plus is smart for having “a hot angelic blonde to get you to come in”. She was not hired because she is pretty. Her worth is not measured by her looks nor are they being used to lure you into the store. She is a person. A human being with thoughts and feelings that are valid, she is more than her body and has thus far proven to be a better person than you. I don’t care about what you have done in the past, it’s in the past but, right now you are a disrespectful misogynist.

You think that it’s appropriate to call her your “little bucket of lust”? Your love? Darling? Sweetie? Your little one? She is my sister! She is not your