Quite frankly I dislike that poem not because of the minor issue with rhyme (14yo, okay, okay, I get it). I dislike that poem because it perfectly summarizes this peculiar victimhood stance that American feminists seem to be so fond of. I often hear American feminists complain about how conservatives seem to be repeating their exact words and immediately getting heard while no one pays attention to the same very words when they are said by feminists themselves. And it does have some truth to it. One Matt Walsh and his "What is a Woman" movie are seemingly more popular with the general public than a dozen of feminists and their works.

Feminists think unending victimhood stuff like the "I am not a dress" slogan that is quite similar to "My culture is not your prom dress" or "My culture is not your hairstyle" shit somehow gives them an edge over their attacker by positioning them on higher moral ground. It does not. To a casual observer, an "I Am Not A Dress" poem (however eloquently and masterfully written) is no more than just another piece of annoying activist bickering. The observer is already tired of the intersectional Oppression Olympics with activists screaming at each other trying to figure out who happens to be more oppressed today, a feminist or a feminine penis. The observer will therefore much prefer a conservative dude who distills all the relevant points made by feminists but presents them under the "look at these ridiculous perverted mentally ill clowns who deluded themselves into thinking sex is a social construct!" sauce. The "woe is me, a beautiful, strong, but horribly oppressed woman who has been wronged!" sauce has long gone sour.