I know you aren’t white. Last I checked, your ethnicity didn’t have any impact on my comment. I was explaining what a 'war on women' meant, in the context in which it was initially addressed in the OP.

If it felt like a personal attack to you, maybe that is something you should be exploring.

And I was not attempting to dispute what you said. No. What I ACTUALLY did was highlight a portion of your response and VALIDATE IT. I conceded it had merit. I was trying to help to clarify what the OP was trying to say (although there was nothing wrong with the way she said it, which should have been a clue that you weren’t interested in HEARING her.)

That you would prefer for me to dispute what you said so that you could somehow invalidate my statement tells me that you are also not interested in hearing ME.

No amount of effort to help you see another perspective would be enough. I remember doing this with you many months ago.

The truth is that you have managed to cite reasonable data, and understand how some of the stats work, and you have STILL managed to miss the entire point.

Skillz, dude.

And do you know what else? I’m sick of this expectation that to validate or support another person’s viewpoint means you must share that viewpoint. That’s such crap. You don’t have to agree or understand why someone feels very differently than you do about something. All you have to do is respect their right to do so. Because, last I checked, how we feel about things is directly related to the lens through which we see the world. Your lens and my lens are not the same. So, why on Earth do you waste all this time trying to get people to agree with a view they can’t see, only to attack or insult them when they won’t? How I feel about something is part of what forms my opinion of that thing. And no one is required to share my opinions. I can respect your opinion without agreeing with it. Is that REALLY so difficult?

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.