Catharsis

So I've lived through 6 leap years. I didn't notice my first, because I was 2, but there was another one when I was 6 (first grade - might have noticed that), 10 (that would have been fifth grade, I should have noticed that one), 14 (9th grade, can kind of remember what a normal day in 9th grade was like), 18 (freshman year in college, that was a weird time), 22 (brain injury recovery, hooray), and now 26 and this is the first time I've heard of this idiotic shit about women "being able" to propose marriage ONLY on Leap Day.

I guess this is also where all that Sadie Hawkins crap comes from too. Apparently, in the 5th century, women had a similar problem with the idiotic gender rules. Some saint or whatever raised a legitimate complaint that women were sick and tired of not being able to figure out when and where men would ask them for marriage. They were completely at the mercy of some idiot's whim. Annoying today, annoying then. So, when St. Patrick heard the complaint, he insulted women by saying that yeah, they could take control of their own destiny and ask about marriage, but only 0.06% of the time, ie, on Leap Day. Fuck you, St. Patrick, you can kiss my entire ass and all of the asses of all of the women that ever existed since your time. due to the patriarchical bullshit you promoted just so that men could feel special by controlling other people's bodies. We can never go back to this bullshit.