(A further musing on life in an imaginary Arabic land run on gynarchy principles.)
In
1935 a Grand Convention was held. Representatives from every corner of the
Gynarchy came to the capital city to discuss the progress of Female Supremacy,
to review the laws that were enacted and to be honest about shortcomings or
things that did not work.
It was an amazing event; a flavour can be seen by part of the address of President Julie Dottir:
‘’Good morning, ladies. As I watch and hear the debates this week, I am
confident we can honestly review the progress of this ‘great experiment,’ the
Arabic republic of the Gynarchy.
“Some things have been set in stone and work very well. Male voting, boy’s
education, healthcare, betrothal, marriage and the emergence of sissy men. As
Far as I can see, no one has criticized these gynarchic laws and practices.
“Some, like Goddess Elizabeth, have suggested some amendments, which I
approve of. No system is perfect, and her ideas are very good indeed.
“I am thinking especially of the need to ensure that girls know who their
‘male sperm donor’ was. The one who impregnated a girl’s mother and who, in some
backward societies, are called ‘father.’ This is provision is reasonable and
appropriate. It wasn’t implemented previously because it was considered intrusive
to the mother’s privacy.
“Now that the great gynarchy is well over one century old, it can be seen that ‘fathers’ are useful beings and can make great pets and sissy slaves for their daughters. In some circumstances a bond can be forged, which is sweet and rather nice to see.
“A great republic can discuss new ideas, new ways of thinking, new
practices and be able to discard traditions which no longer serve us well. This
is healthy and, in these discussions, there have been many changes and ideas implemented.
Well done to everyone!
“I will conclude by noting that the Gynarchy is the envy of the world.
Our manufacturing and mining sectors, our universities and schools, our
hospitals and healthcare and our military are world class.
“I acknowledge that we are not yet perfect, but we have a plan and a
government committed to forging ahead with improvements and reforms.
“Thank you, ladies, for attending, I intend to reconvene this forum every two years.’’
The
president received a standing ovation. She was very popular and, it must be
noted, very beautiful, too.
The
reforms from the 1935 Grand Convention were implemented swiftly and are looked
back on as almost a Gynarchy Constitutional Landmark. It is always referred to
as the “Landmark.” As per President Dottir’s recommendation, there have been
subsequent conventions every two years since. Some have been more worthwhile
than others, but they are always a useful ‘’temperature take’’ of the state of
the gynarchy.
You may ask whether male opinion is ever sought. Not often. It can happen, but it most often comes in the home where a sissy slave is asked what he thinks of, say, subject A or subject B, usually from a questionnaire sent to homes by the ruling party. It may be phrased along the lines of ‘Please get your sissy’s opinion on the new speed limit, or the requirement to register males with children” or other male type concerns.
Their
opinions are not taken very seriously and are usually “noted” in the reports.
For example, last year there was a committee reporting on punishment and
chastity in the home. As an example, one TV reporter outside parliament was
quoted as follows: ‘’Today there was a report given by the Prime Minister on
whipping conventions in the home, in which it was noted that a survey of men
said it was important that they be punished when and as necessary. There were
dissenting voices, but they were generally laughed at.”
Any male found to be a supporter of ‘’equality’’ or ‘’men’s liberation’’ was sent to a ‘’re-education’’ class to learn their proper place in a gynarchy world. These classes were popular and had very good, positive results. Men learnt that to be happy they needed to serve, to be submissive, to listen to women and to obey without question.
There
was one notable TV discussion with male supporters of “men’s lib” where the
males were allowed to discuss the topic freely. The women were so persuasive
that the male participants all finished by agreeing that they were indeed subhuman
trash.
Home
Life: Boys and girls are brought up very differently in the gynarchy household.
Girls
are taught how to handle their immense power and authority.
From a very young age, girls learn to give orders to their fathers, brothers and any other males they meet. They expect obedience and know what to do if they don’t immediately get it.
Boys
are taught that they are loved and valued, but have a place in the family which
means they must obey all the females all the time.
In
my case, my daddy was the ‘family sissy slave’ and I treated him with love,
respect and expected obedience and fear in return.
By
“fear” I mean he knew what would happen if he was naughty, disobedient or gave
me backchat. He would be punished, by mommy (when I was young) or by me (from
when I was 16 years of age).
It
works really well, that is why gynarchy life is so successful.
To
illustrate, let me give a picture of home life when I was 15 years of age. Daddy
is preparing supper after school. I come in from my friend’s house. I am in a
good mood because I did well on a math test.
‘’Hi,
princess. Your mom will be home soon, please go get ready for supper in about
thirty minutes.’’
‘’Daddy,
my stinky feet need worshipping.’’
‘’Oh,
thank you, so much, princess.’’
Daddy
kneels in front of me and bows to kiss and lick and sniff my shoes. I have worn
them all day, walked to my friend’s house, so they really were stinky.
‘’OK,
sissy, get on with supper. Good boy.’’
Mommy came home and we chatted about my day. She was thrilled I did well on the math test. Mom told me about her day as we ate our spaghetti. Daddy had his supper in the kitchen as we ate in the dining room.
Mommy:
‘’Good boy, you may worship my feet as we watch TV news.’’
This
was a typical gynarchy evening when I was growing up.
There
are some myths surrounding domestic life. It is not true that sissy slaves
cannot speak unless spoken to.
They
can speak, for instance, to show concern: ‘’Ma’am, is your cold better?’’
‘’Princess, how did the math test go today?’’
To
ask for information: ‘’Ma’am, what would you like for supper tomorrow?’’ ‘’Ma’am, is your boyfriend staying this weekend?’’
To
apologise: ‘’I am sorry ma’am, but I dropped a cup this morning and it broke.’’
There
are many instances when a sissy may need to speak; it is cute when they do and
it is welcome if it is sweetly done.
Military:
The armed forces of the gynarchy are world-class. They have modern jets in the
Gynarchy Air Force (GAF) and modern equipment in the army and the navy. They
have never been to war as they are tied in with other Arab countries and are
not part of other alliances.
In the 1940s the gynarchy acted as a source of intelligence for the western Allies in the war in North Africa. They remained neutral, however. Most of the troops in the army are male, with female NCOs and officers. The highest rank a male can reach is corporal. Similarly in the Navy (GN) and the Air Force, they are controlled by females.
In
the 1950s and ‘60s, ‘70s, ‘80s and ‘90s, the West traded happily with the
gynarchy as they wanted our oil, titanium, manufactured goods and to visit as
tourists.
There
was very little comment on the social position of males as the trade was more
important.
The
gynarchy tries to be a friend to all, but resisted Russian and Chinese
involvement.
In
the new century things changed and there was controversy in Western countries
because the trade was good but males were treated as subhuman, with no rights
and no prospect of any change.
These things are still controversial but there is no appetite, it seems, in the West to lose the trade.
I
hope you enjoyed this very brief history of a beautiful country with a strong
sense of destiny.
We
in the gynarchy do not hate men, we love them. They have their place and are
treated well.
--Miss
Zoe
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