causes worth fighting for

Reading the paper this morning, I read about protests about Sun newspaper. Sun has a huge readership, though I think they do very little reading, due to these picture of nude or semi-nude women the paper publishes. So basically these feminists want to put a stop to this.

Now the issues!

Who is a feminist? Someone who fights for the rights of women. Equal rights as men. Women still can't go about without at least one comment from a man. Not a simple compliment but some insulting or crude remark. There's also the issue that many communities still limit what women can do. They are payed less, exploited more often and are still very much discriminated. So why not take up these issue to protest about?

The pictures! Now its hard to believe that these pictures are taken by force. Most of these models have lots of money, so they can't use that as an excuse, unlike certain prostitutes and strippers. These pictures are of girls willingly posing, not being tortured and forced to pose! They strip and willingly smile for the camera and know what these pictures will be published. They also know what both men and women do with these pictures. Now if they didn't know the nude shot taken for a lover will be published anywhere, the publisher can be sued! In this case, they know where the pictures are going. So if women never willingly pose for such pictures, they won't be published!

So these feminists should find worthy causes to protest and fight for. Not only the feminists, but people in general. Please, think wisely before you pick up a cause. In the midst of many issues, one wrong choice can get your bum in prison. You can end up with a label, you would never want. This is why the voice of the people has lost its depth or seriousness. People protest about early everything.

Vegans try to force non-vegans to miss out on a lot of good food. The religious want the non religious to take up robes. Teetotalers want to slaughter alcoholics. And so on! These are such silly issues that we are forgetting about the more serious issues. Issues we can protest about together. Issues we all face as one.

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