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Need feminist perspective

So I'm writing a story where there is a character that I guess would be a feminist which my main character interacts with. Now he's the son of a high level politician in a heavy patriarchal society.

Long story short with hi is his sister's husband was sick and he was still ordered to go to battle or face execution (which would have left her widowed with a newborn with very little income cause she works in the fields) well she decided to take her husband's place and she ended up dieing in battle. The main character knew she was there and didn't report her (cause she would have been jailed or executed) so his punishment is to live as a woman so he can learn how important women are in their society (twisted ideology I know) so he has to shadow different women for a week and the last person is this particular feminist-esq character.

Her background is that she's a single mother by choice because she sees that the main characters father is raising children on his own and she feels like she can as well especially since she makes a livable wage as a midwife/birthing nurse. She also had to wait til her father died because he would have disowned her children and made them go to the orphanage.

The scene is after they aid a young unwed girl give birth at her home the girls father rips the baby from her arms and demands them to take the child to the orphanage.

My issue their interactions on the way to the orphanage, every time I imagine it the woman seems too cheerful in this society. So I'm asking if you were this woman what would you say the the 14 year old son of the only politicians that may listen to woman's rights, and you also know there's a good chance this would fall on deaf ears?

#need a feminist #feminism #feminist #sjw #sjw help #social justice warrior

Psst......Gauge ( not gage)

Okay I'll fix it thanks

I'm writing a comic/story and I need to consult a moderate feminist/sjw the society my story takes place is a heavy patriarchy where women have little say in anything and I have a female character that my mc is shadowing women as they do their jobs as a punishment and she's I guess I would say a feminist and I'd like to gauge the things she would say to him.

#sjw help #need a feminist #feminist #feminism #social justice warrior

Peeping – early in the morning it’s mid spring. Sorath gets out of bed and puts his uniform on. Before he leaves the room he looks at his two boys Raca is laying sideways across the bed with his legs on Bahadur who’s facing away. “They’re getting pretty big. Maybe someday I’ll have my bed back.” He quietly leaves the room and leaves the door open a crack. A few hours later Bahadur is first to wake up. Ready for the day he enters the room to see Raca snoring away. “Raca get up!” He yells. Raca whines while rubbing his eyes. Soon he’s in a dress hair up in a bun and Bahadur is putting makeup on him. “Why can’t you wear the dress? You’re the weird one who wants to see naked girls.” He asks. Bahadur proudly puts his hands on his hips and stands straight up. Gleeful he smiles “because my hair is too short… besides I’m already starting to look like a man.” walking on the dirt path in the center town behind the bath house Raca gets really mad points his finger at his brother “this dress can fit you ya know!” Bahadur annoyed at Raca’s constant complaints “we already have a plan Raca and it’s too late for us to change it now.” Behind the bath house they duck into some bushes. “Okay before you get in line do you know the plan?” Raca looks at Bahadur with distrust yes I just go in there and not take my clothes off?” Bahadur Pat’s Raca on the head “there ya go, remember you get to have all my deserts for the next two weeks if this works.” Raca quickly gets in line using his sleeve to cover his face so no one knows it’s him. Girl 1 “it was so nice of them to build us a bath house” girl 2 responds “it definitely was!” Raca enters the bath house and sits on the bench against the wall. Women of all ages are getting in and out of the large bathing area or getting undressed. Raca is a bit embarrassed ‘I have no clue why he wants to see girls naked.’ he quietly thinks to himself just at the corner of his eye he sees a voluptuous woman. His hand falls with his jaw as he watches her get in the tub ‘they’re so bouncy’ he can’t help himself but smile at this discovery. A girl next to him on the bench points at him and screams “BOY!” he covers his mouth again “I’m not Raca! You’re silly!” Bahadur is sitting outside waiting for his queue to peer through the window. Once he hears the girls starting to scream he climbs on the boxes he placed and looks in the window. He watches quietly and blushing. “Shopping for a wife I see” Bahadur has a mini heart attack and turns his head to see who just walked up. It’s Beleth he looks at Bahadur “I was a lot like you when I was younger so I understand.” His smile is encouraging. Bahadur goes back to watching when he sees Beleth starting to watch assuming it was okay now. “So which one?” Beleth’s conversation is a lot better to listen to than how badly his brother is getting hit in bath house. Bahadur blushes “Maridiana” Beleth turns to Bahadur “a bit flat isn’t she?” Bahadur offended looks Beleth in the eyes and says nothing. Bleleth smiles “listen kid I know one you might like better. Quick she’s about to cover up, look at Tilli.” He looks in the window eyes are really wide “woah! She does look nice but my dad says girls like her are bad news.” Inside the bath house Raca is in a head lock while another repeatedly smacks him. Eisheth turns to look at the window just barely missing it she sees someone duck. Raca gets free and begins running and Eisheth chases after him. Raca almost makes it to freedom when Eisheth grabs him by the hair. “Raca what are you doing spying on us and where’s your pervert brother?” At the window Beleth gets back up to look in the window “that was close kid.” Bahadur sits and ponders for a moment looking at Beleth ‘it’s one thing for me to look most of the girls are my age but he’s so much older it just doesn’t feel right.’ he glances down to see that Beleth has his hand on his shit. He looks away ‘I’m like right here.’ Bahadur uncomfortable gets off the boxes and walks towards the front of the building “I’m gonna go get my brother.” Eisheth is holding her grip on Raca and keeping him at a distance while he squirms and swings at her “let me go!” He cries out of frustration. “Yeah that’s not happening! Tell me where Bahadur is” Eisheth is growing more annoyed at the boy’s struggle. Just then Bahadur walks up. “I’ll jus uhm.. take my little brother and ah go. I promise….” He’s cut off by Eisheth screaming at him “I KNOW YOU PUT HIM UP TO IT IM NOT STUPID BAHADUR!” Bahadur tugs on his brother but Eisheth won’t let go. Bahadur looks her down and up “you know slander is a lot like lying and that’s one of the worst sins, you’re on a fast track to hell.” Eisheth yanks Raca closer to her and stares Bahadur down “you can rub my feet when I get down there.” Bahadur tugs his brother closer to him “Eisheth I’m not lying” she pulls Raca back “sure you’re not.” She squints at him. “He’s not lying I was training him to be a guard and we heard commotion over hear and we came to check it out” Beleth comes around the corner. Bahadur is ecstatic “really?” He turns to Beleth in excitement and let’s go of Raca. Eisheth is glaring at Beleth “you of all people shouldn’t cover for him” she scolds and she shoves Raca’s head in a downward motion. Raca is not very angry and his head hurts. He looks at the top of Eisheth’s towel that’s wrapped around her pondering. When she pulls him back up “as you already know I know what you really are!” She says. And in one quick motion Raca rips her towel off and she releases him to cover herself. Raca shouts “I’m free!” Bahadur’s face turns a deeper red and his brain basically shuts down Beleth is smirking behind him. The three are walking back to Beleth’s office. Raca’s hair is a mess and he’s holding Eisheth’s towel around his neck like a trophy along with his handprint bruise on his cheek “I sure showed her!” he has the biggest smile like he won. Bahadur looks at Raca a bit remorseful, I don’t know Raca she didn’t look too happy about it. I think you really embarrassed her” Beleth tunes into the conversation “I wouldn’t feel so bad about it. She’s fine just about everyone has seen her naked anyways I have no clue why she even wears clothes.” Bahadur blushes from embarrassment as he holds his hand out to Raca “Raca give me the towel I’ll run it back to her and meet you at Beleth’s office.” in the meeting room at the national building a bunch of papers are slammed to the table by a frustrated Sorath. “This is ridiculous! How are we supposed to get anything done if none of us can agree on anything?” Sorath shouts in a room full of middle-aged men. An annoyed higher up then states “everyone else here is fine with the current laws, you’re the only one who wants this.” Sorath composes himself “so you’re telling me that I’m the only one who can’t stand sending young boys out to battle only for a handful to return with their lives? And I’m the only one who’s tired of seeing the large amount unwed women left to rot away because there isn’t enough eligible men to marry?” Sorath is so angered the fist he’s squeezing is starting to turn purple. “Sorath even if we raise the entry age by a year that will severely cut the number of feet on the battlefield. What do we do to compensate for that.” Unable to contain himself he bursts out “well maybe if let our boys stay home longer and with more time to train and hone those skills we wouldn’t have that issue!” The room goes quiet as the men all stare at Sorath with angered expressions. “But what do we do about the lack of feet on the ground Sorath?” A higher up says with a mocking tone. Sorath has had it “you know what I’m done for the day! And you know what else take the fucking day off tomorrow you cynical assholes.” One of the higher ups smirks “real professional way to speak to your court commander.” Sorath pauses at the doorway looks back and leaves. Walking towards Beleth’s office two women are standing outside in masseuse uniforms. As Sorath is looking through the stack of papers in his arms he says “Beleth isn’t back yet do you wonderful ladies mind if we start without him? The women follow him inside the office. Holding one in each hand “alright let’s get this started. He sits on the couch and pulls a platter of white powder out of a secret drawer in the coffee table places it on the table. On of the women is kissing his neck as the other is lifting his shirt as he’s looking around. Shirtless he picks up one of the papers it reads REFORM in bold print he rips a strip and rolls it tight.the woman that took his shirt makes a few lines with the powder and Sorath sniffs three and leans back eyes dilate as the woman kissing his neck undoes his belt. He lays down face in a pillow as one woman gently rubs oil along his back “ahhh. I so needed this! After the day I had I need this.” The other woman pours a alcohol into four large shot glasses and hands one to Sorath. While laying down he chugs it and grabs another and does the same. He grabs the cigar on the shot tray puts it in his mouth and breaths in. The cigar ignites and he puffs a big cloud of smoke out. The door opens as Sorath flicks asked into a shot glass full of liquid. He lifts his head to see his son. He quickly uses a couple of papers to cover the powder it’s too late Bahadur has already seen it. “Raca stay over there okay?” Bahadur stares at Sorath in disappointment Sorath is embarrassed. His son sighs as Beleth grabs a form for Bahadur to fill out. He snatches it right out of Beleth’s hand and sits in the hallway as Sorath sits up and covers himself with a robe. Blinking and sniffling he turns to Beleth “so ah what’s going on? Like uhm why, why are my kids here?” Beleth is holding a shot glass sips the contents “I honestly forgot we were having lunch in the office today. He looks at Sorath on the couch whose swaying his body “your son is gonna be a border guard starting tomorrow.” Sorath looks at the rug and follows it’s design “oh thats. That’s amazing, I’m very proud of him.” Bahadur comes back to the door and hands Beleth the form. He looks his father in the eye points at his nose “you got something right here.” And leaves. Sorath wipes his nose and lays back down as Beleth grabs the other woman. Bahadur is walking really fast with Raca struggling to keep up. ‘he’s been doing that every day for a month now’ he starts getting angry when he thinks about it. Raca holding the skirt of the dress up “wait Bahadur” his brother stops and gives him a sad gaze. Raca stops in his tracks and takes it in “what dad taking the medicine for fun again?” Bahadur shakes his head, “oh well thank you for not letting me see that.” Raca’s eyes start to well up “hey wanna go get sweets, I have a little bit of money” Raca smiles at his brothers offer “maybe we can go visit Grandpa so you don’t have to spend money!” He yells as they take off to their grandfathers restaurant. Walking in the shopping center of town Raca spouts out “boobies… are bouncy” Bahadur groans and places his hands over his face “boobies… are bouncy.” Her turns to his little brother “can you stop already! Yes boobies are bouncy! Nice observation dummy!” Clenched fists ready to hit him the next time he opens his mouth. Raca stretches a smile across his face “boo…” Bahadur whacks him “now shut it!” they hear a girl screaming. They turn to look it’s Maridiana and she’s on the ground surrounded by a group of kids “it’s the incest kid!” Boy 1 says, boy 2 chimes in “ so what do you call your parents daddy and aunty or mommy and uncle.” Girl 1 “do you call your brothers and sisters cousins or spouses” they all chuckle. Maridiana looks at Bahadur with a bruised face. Boy 3 kicks her and she grunts in pain and clutches her knee. “Please stop I’ve done nothing!” Girl 1 smacks her on her head and she then covers it with her hands “your existence disgusts me.” Bahadur and Raca stand in front of Maridiana whose curled up and hiding her face from getting kicked again. “Back up!” Raca yells out. Boy 1 and boy 2 step closer to Raca but Bahadur moves himself so they can’t reach him either. “Going for my little brother like that don’t fucking touch him.” Boy 2 gets in his face “look it’s the other incest kids, I guess the incest club is having a meeting. Wasn’t it your grandparents on your father’s side who were cousins. Gross.” He looks Bahadur down. Bahadur attempts to stare them down they are a couple years older and tower over him. “And wasn’t it your mom who was a half breed, why can’t you have a normal family?” Boy 2 says as he pokes him in the chest. “Maybe that’s why you can’t do anything right.” Bahadur smashes his fist against the kids face and swings his arm knocking the other kid on the side of the head. Boy 1 swings while simultaneously boy 3 kicks Bahadur in the stomach. Bahadur blocks boy 1 attack and braces for boy 3. With boy 1 arm clutched in Bahadur’s hand he flips him in the path of boy 3 second attack and when boy 1 is on the ground still restrained by Bahadur he stomps on the kids shoulder cracking sounds can be heard as he does so. “Aahhhh!” Boy 1 screams in agony Bahadur lets go of his arm when he’s tackled by boy 2. Raca jumps on to boy 2 back and starts hitting him in the back of the head as he chokeholds. Bahadur gives a few blows as Raca’s grip tightens while boy 2 punches Bahadur in the chest winding him for a moment boy 3 rips Raca off boy 2 and slams him to the ground. Boy 1 kicks Raca in the side. Raca rolls as boy 1 attempts another kick. On his feet he charges boy 3 dodging his punch Raca socks him in the liver and the boy falls in pain. Still in pain boy 1 swings at Raca with his good arm and Raca catches it pulls him to the ground holds it straight out and kicks the back of his elbow til bends with a snap. Bahadur kicks boy 2 off of him. Boy 2 looks at his friends who are on the ground crying. “You were handed your position because your father is second in command and nothing else.” Boy 2 blows fire at Bahadur. It hits him and he ignites. Boy 3 yells out “you idiot don’t light him fire cause then he can hit you can’t hit him!” Boy 2 looks at his friend and is knocked in jaw. His face is badly burned as Bahadur hits him in the arm. Boy 2 sleeve catches fire and he jumps away from Bahadur whose gaze is piercing.” Boy 2 can’t believe his eyes as Bahadur is uninjured by the fire around him. Bahadur charges and just then doused with water and toppled over with a massive wave of magic. “Stop that you freak!” It’s an adult man. Him and another man take the boys away. “Are you guys trying to get killed?” Can be heard as the are being escorted away as the girls they were with follow. Bahadur and Raca help Maridiana up and brush her off. “Are you okay?” Bahadur asks. Maridiana hugs Bahadur and pats Raca’s head “I’m fine thank you so much.” back at home Bahadur and Raca walk in through the door with a basket of food. It’s nighttime Sorath is in the living room on the couch smoking a cigar looking through papers with a medium sized orb floating high. Bahadur goes to the living room and hands his dad the basket “grandfather had us take this home in case you were hungry.” Sorath looks at Bahadur who is filthy and has a few bruises. And then at Raca same situation but has a dress on “Did you behave today?” Bahadur responds “as best as I could” Sorath looks at Raca again “if it was your best why is my baby wearing a dress?” Raca grabs the healing ointment and starts putting it on, the bruises where he rubs it in disappear. Bahadur “he’s wearing a dress?” He acts confused but Sorath sees right through it. “Go take a bath you’re starting to smell.” Bahadur is in his sleep clothes sitting at the table when Raca comes in from outside in his. “Look what I found!” He holds up a kitten Sorath doing the dishes turns around and looks “it’s about time we have a lady in the house.” Bahadur shoots Sorath with an annoyed look “is that really the type of joke that’s appropriate for your ten year old?” Raca confused turns the kitten over “but daddy it’s a boy kitten!” Sorath laughs “I’m sorry he’s just so innocent I just wanna cherish it.” While in bed Bahadur is fast asleep while Sorath is reading Raca a story. “Daddy can I ask you something?” Sorath smiles at his son “of course anything” Raca looks embarrassed “uhm why are boobies bouncy?” Sorath is stunned for a minute looks around the room turns to a sleeping Bahadur enraged and yells as loud as he could “BAHADUR!” Bahadur’s eyes snap open.