Sexism Described in Questions

Is it not 2017?
Why am I watching a TV show from a decade ago that is more advanced that one of my "superiors"?
Why must I call a boss a superior?
What is so superior about him anyway?
And what in that allows him to think he can touch me without my permission?
Why does it matter how he touched me?
Why is this something I have to explain to him?
Why does he think that the type of non-consented touch matters?
And again, why am I having to explain this?
Why is it that men just don't seem to understand that their actions make others feel unsafe?
And why do they feel like telling them this is removing some of their power?
Why do they think they wield that kind of power?
Do you know any women who behave like this?
And is it just him?  This one person?
Or is half the world out there thinking they dominate the other half?
Will this ever cease to be a battle?
Or will we forever be stuck in another century?

Over This Patriarchy

I am having yet another morning of being sick of this patriarchal society....and it's not even 9 am.

 I walked less than two blocks from my apartment this morning and had two men leer at me. One slowed his car so noticeably that he ended up being honked at by those behind him.  The other stared at me with this look that is hard to explain. Obviously people will and (I guess) can look at me.  From a safety point of view, sure, I want people in their cars to notice me as a pedestrian. But there is this look that these gross men, protected behind their cars of isolation and anonymity, give me, and one that is not based in observing their surroundings as a good driver.  It's not just of undressing me, but it's as if they are envisioning all of the wrong they would like to do to me. Imagine being a baby chick and having a butcher, covered in the blood of your friends and elders, stare at you, hot with mal intent, waiting for you to grow so he can mutilate your body.  That is what it feels like.  Does that caged chick need the butcher to explicitly say what he wants?  No, there is a feeling of fear and helplessness, of anger and entrapment, that is intuitive, evolutionary, inate.  That is how I feel when these men look at me, and how I know it's not just a "normal" look. 

And if I try to protect myself, assert my courage by using a middle finger or my spit, they simply laugh it off; as if my attempt to show that they cannot hurt me is as valid as a joke.  And that is even more insulting: that my strength is laughable in might compared to what they want. 

And that is patriarchy. 

A lot of people have suggested that I ignore these men, but to them I say this: 

It's women and men, ignoring this mistreatment for thousands of years that has lead me to face this today. As a society we have progressed communication to something that we can do with our thumbs, we can fall in love with people we've never met, we can travel anywhere in the world in less than a day.  But as for feeling safe as I walk down my street?  We have not allowed that to progress.  As a society we have prioritized technology and yet nothing of gender equality. By sitting in silence, I am essentially condoning this behavior, allowing it to continue beyond my time. 

And I refuse to do so. This needs to end. I plan to overthrow the patriarchy; and this is my beginning.