Those that hit, shouldn’t be immune from being hit back…

This is why I love Ms. Goldberg. It’s not the first time she has spoken the truth, and it likely won’t be the last.

“Don’t hit anybody!” she says…what a novel idea! No, men shouldn’t hit women. But then, women shouldn’t hit men either. Let’s all just get away from this automatic violence and recognize that problems are solved with words, not fists.

I have never hit, kicked, or slapped anyone…man or woman…in my 30 years of life thusfar, other than when goofing around. And you know what? When my guy friends “punch” me back, it’s what I was expecting would happen and I’m happy that I’m enough of one of the guys that they treat me the same.

Ms. Goldberg is correct: You cannot hit someone, whether playing around or attempting to harm, and not assume you’re going to be hit back.

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Look at how those femanzi womyn think equality means being able to hit someone because they have a penis but they aren’t allowed to hit back….

Only one woman was rational here…

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