Feminists Finally Get Equal Obligation?

Old saying is, 'be careful what you wish for or it may be more than you bargained for.'

Yes, They Intend to Draft Your Daughter
by William Grigg

Because of its centralized, authoritarian nature, the military has always been a target of opportunity for social engineers. According to Dr. Allan Carlson of the Howard Center on the Family, "When one examines the military's role in stimulating government action or innovations that later become institutionalized, the effect of war in driving social revolution grows evident.”

In light of this, we should not be surprised by the announcement that Secretary of Defense Leon Panetta is set to lift the ban on women in combat. This would overturn a 1994 policy directive that limited female military personnel to combat support operations. In that capacity more than 20,000 women have served in the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq since 2001. Hundreds have been wounded, and more than 130 have been killed.

That horrible toll will grow in the future – and it may include female draftees.

In the mid-1970s, opponents of the proposed Equal Rights Amendment predicted that passage of the measure would result in women being subject to the draft. Now that the Pentagon is lifting the ban on women in combat, they will be subject to the Selective Service Act.

This is how the demand for equality results in uniformity of servitude.

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I've always loved this poster of a man punching a woman in the face and giving her equality. I have a morbid sense of humor, but the message rings true.

I think I've read this article or something similar to it, and it is truly terrifying. This is a perfect example of how we are going to get what we claim to want.

I cannot imagine women ever getting parity of obligations. It would mean men would have to take on so much more, with fewer rights as well

But I think female draft is a GOOD thing as a feminist, who ever told you all feminists are against female draft?
I can totally invision armies having special women's divisions (and NO, I'm not talking about the joy division!) at the front, women have talents that men usually are less skilled and that can come handy in the army.
Like subtle adjustments to a sniper scope, that requires fine motorskills I imagine.

Besides: some women are really tough, they'd make good soldiers. :-)
Of course war should only be a last resort, I don't like pointless wars, but if we'd get female draft around here and this country would get invaded: I'd happy to defend my country. :-)
But segregation would be a requirement, because you know, men would rape us, like they tend to do so freaking much as civilians too.

Please tell me this is at least somewhat satyrical.

...Yes? So? Drafting people into service should always be a last resort anyway. If people find the prospect of forcibly shipping young women off to war more appalling, maybe they'll be less enthusiastic about instituting a draft in the first place.

My dad suffers from PTSD for his service in Desert Storm, so I know firsthand the damage it can cause to men and families alike.

I agree with you wholeheartedly on that front, but how do you justify your nonchalance about loosening the qualifications and thrusting us *all* into the barracks?

Tag and bag their sorry ***. Been Long

Will we now see the "Hello Kitty" style of war brought to the front?

Alpha, not likely as sheilas are not immune from starting wars: http://www.experienceproject.com/stories/See-How-Women-Are-Not-Immune-To-Starting-Wars/1713519

"This is how the demand for equality results in uniformity of servitude."
Clarification...are you saying that being subject to a draft makes one a servant?
...Was I cast into servitude when made to show up for jury duty?
Requiring women to register for any potential draft seems fair to me....not that I think there will be one, the economic draft works fine.

That's the only way a lot of poor kids have to get anywhere besides either unemployed or Mall-wart...Surprised you haven't heard the term.

"Can't Make It Here"
By James McMurty

Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
Flag on the wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing, both hands free
No one's paying much mind to him
The V.A. budget's stretched so thin
And there's more comin' home from the Mideast war
We can't make it here anymore

That big ol' building was the textile mill
It fed our kids and it paid our bills
But they turned us out and they closed the doors
We can't make it here anymore

See all those pallets piled up on the loading dock
They're just gonna set there till they rot
'Cause there's nothing to ship, nothing to pack
Just busted concrete and rusted tracks
Empty storefronts around the square
There's a needle in the gutter and glass everywhere
You don't come down here 'less you're looking to score
We can't make it here anymore

The bar's still open but man it's slow
The tip jar's light and the register's low
The bartender don't have much to say
The regular crowd gets thinner each day

Some have maxed out all their credit cards
Some are working two jobs and living in cars
Minimum wage won't pay for a roof, won't pay for a drink
If you gotta have proof just try it yourself Mr. CEO
See how far 5.15 an hour will go
Take a part time job at one of your stores
Bet you can't make it here anymore

High school girl with a bourgeois dream
Just like the pictures in the magazine
She found on the floor of the laundromat
A woman with kids can forget all that
If she comes up pregnant what'll she do
Forget the career, forget about school
Can she live on faith? live on hope?
High on Jesus or hooked on dope
When it's way too late to just say no
You can't make it here anymore

Now I'm stocking shirts in the Wal-Mart store
Just like the ones we made before
'Cept this one came from Singapore
I guess we can't make it here anymore

Should I hate a people for the shade of their skin
Or the shape of their eyes or the shape I'm in
Should I hate 'em for having our jobs today
No I hate the men sent the jobs away
I can see them all now, they haunt my dreams
All lily white and squeaky clean
They've never known want, they'll never know need
Their sh@# don't stink and their kids won't bleed
Their kids won't bleed in the da$% little war
And we can't make it here anymore

Will work for food
Will die for oil
Will kill for power and to us the spoils
The billionaires get to pay less tax
The working poor get to fall through the cracks
Let 'em eat jellybeans let 'em eat cake
Let 'em eat sh$%, whatever it takes
They can join the Air Force, or join the Corps
If they can't make it here anymore

And that's how it is
That's what we got
If the president wants to admit it or not
You can read it in the paper
Read it on the wall
Hear it on the wind
If you're listening at all
Get out of that limo
Look us in the eye
Call us on the cell phone
Tell us all why

In Dayton, Ohio
Or Portland, Maine
Or a cotton gin out on the great high plains
That's done closed down along with the school
And the hospital and the swimming pool
Dust devils dance in the noonday heat
There's rats in the alley
And trash in the street
Gang graffiti on a boxcar door
We can't make it here anymore

Pretty much, Nate...Pretty much.


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