Men's Liberation
This community is first and foremost a feminist community for men and masc people, but it is also a place to talk about men’s issues with a particular focus on intersectionality.
Rules
Everybody is welcome, but this is primarily a space for men and masc people
Non-masculine perspectives are incredibly important in making sure that the lived experiences of others are present in discussions on masculinity, but please remember that this is a space to discuss issues pertaining to men and masc individuals. Be kind, open-minded, and take care that you aren't talking over men expressing their own lived experiences.
Be productive
Be proactive in forming a productive discussion. Constructive criticism of our community is fine, but if you mainly criticize feminism or other people's efforts to solve gender issues, your post/comment will be removed.
Keep the following guidelines in mind when posting:
- Build upon the OP
- Discuss concepts rather than semantics
- No low effort comments
- No personal attacks
Assume good faith
Do not call other submitters' personal experiences into question.
No bigotry
Slurs, hate speech, and negative stereotyping towards marginalized groups will not be tolerated.
No brigading
Do not participate if you have been linked to this discussion from elsewhere. Similarly, links to elsewhere on the threadiverse must promote constructive discussion of men’s issues.
Recommended Reading
- The Will To Change: Men, Masculinity, And Love by bell hooks
- Politics of Masculinities: Men in Movements by Michael Messner
Related Communities
!feminism@beehaw.org
!askmen@lemmy.world
!mensmentalhealth@lemmy.world
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I was about 9 years old when this came out and hit PPV on satellite. We had one of those FTA boxes which meant free PPV. I was stoked to watch this film cause guns and explosions and stuff... Welp, that opening sequence was genuinely horrifying and I was instantly nauseated by the suffering. I'll never forget it. It took me over a decade to be able to attempt to watch the film again as every thought of it invoked disgust and nausea. I suppose it hit the mark, eh? Great film but I doubt I'll ever watch it again. It still sickens me, especially considering the state of geopolitics. No thanks...
Schindler's List is that way for me too. It's an absolutely incredible film, and I watch it like once a decade when I work up the will to stomach the horror and awfulness.
In SPR, for me personally the opening scene doesn't bother me too much now, but I absolutely cannot watch the knife scene.