"What the hell is water?" (Wallace, 232)  It's a question posed by two fish and it really captures the melancholy lifestyle where we dully just go through the steps of our lives, but i think it also relate's to feminism, or rather the opposition of feminism.  Over the week, as i quietly have eaten my lunch trying to keep to myself, there has been a group of boys who've since the beginning of the school year talked about their outrage over feminism.  You can probably imagine some of the things they've said, and other things i don't think i couldn't have even imagined.  I think a lot of the angst of anti-feminist individuals comes from backlash to, what they think is, a movement which makes them the enemy.  A lot of this also comes from not being educated on what feminism actually is, which Bell Hooks defines as, "a movement to end sexism, sexist exploitation, and oppression." (Hooks, 1)  However, a lack of education is no excuse for enforcing prejudices against, and the oppression of half the world's population.  There's a tendency to judge and stereotype people whenever it makes life simpler, and it's a poison that plagues the patriarchy.  It's the fuel behind jingoism, and institutional racism, and sexism on a national level.  As a society were slow and lethargic to making social changes, but i think it kind of starts on a local level and spreads out and expands from there.  I don't think I can say where we'll be in like 40 years from now, i don't think anyone can say for sure, but hopefully it won't be a place where people still will have to protest to be treated like people.