"...lacking autonomy?"

"Absolutely," said Liz, "Men see women as unable to make decisions that affect their own lives. Does anyone have an example of this happening in their own lives?"

Several girls raised their hands at this, but interestingly enough so did one of the boys. Liz made note of how her class seemed to be getting through to some people before pointing to Kimberly.

"I had to get written permission from my dad before the clinic would let me buy birth control," the red haired student said.

Liz gave her student a nod of approval, "Men having the final say on our birth control is an excellent example of patriarchy taking over women's lives. Anyone else?"

"My counselor and my older brother had to sign off on my class schedule for the semester," Denise stated, not bothering to wait to be called on, "Speaking of which, girls have to see their counselor every two weeks for a 'check-in session'. The boys don't have to do that."

"Oh come on, that's kind of a stretch," Cassie said, "Double-checking to make sure we have the right classes isn't so bad."

"When you say it like that, it doesn't," Liz said, "And if that were the only issue, it might not be. But that is just a small part of the larger problem. A lot of men are are under the impression that women can't think for themselves, and thus there is a lot of legislation focused around making major life decisions for them. It's discriminatory and sexist."

"Okay, maybe it is a bit sexist," Cassie admitted, "But they have our best interests at heart."

"That doesn't make it any better," Kimberly said, "You might be fine with a man making every decision for you, but that doesn't mean all women are."

"She's right, Cassie," Liz said, a hint of condescension seeping into her voice, "Some of us are perfectly capable of making our own decisions."

"So am I!" Cassie said, "All I'm saying is that even if the motivation behind it is sexist, isn't is possible that they may be right sometimes?"

"Well, yes, sometimes..." Liz admits reluctantly.

"Then isn't it possible that there is some truth to a woman needing a man's help to make decisions?"

"Yes," Liz replied, "There are some times where a woman is stuck and unable to come to a decision without a man's input. But that doesn't mean men should make all of our decisions for us."

Liz tugged down on the pleated miniskirt she was wearing, hoping to remain at least somewhat decent in front of her students. She normally wouldn't wear something so revealing to class, but this morning she had a 'brain seize' and was unable to come to a decision what to wear. Eventually, she gave in and called her next door neighbor for help deciding. In addition to the skirt, he had decided that she should wear a white blouse with the top buttons undone to show off her cleavage, red heels, and no underwear. It was an outright humiliating outfit to be teaching a feminism class in, but she couldn't argue with his decision since she didn't have any better ideas.

"Okay, fine, I get it," Cassie relented, "Men should let us make our own decisions when we are capable of doing so. But if we can't predict when that will happen, shouldn't we have men always ready to make choices for us anyways?"

"...Yes, I suppose we should," Liz said quietly, her face going red. She glanced over at her 'teaching assistant' Kevin sitting in his chair nearby. It was hard to argue against the idea when just yesterday she needed his help deciding what color marker to use on the whiteboard. In fact, several girls in the class who were otherwise exemplary students needed his help on occasion to make decisions when they had a brain seize. There were even some girls in the class who had a male student who wasn't even in the class attend with them just in case they needed help, a practice which Liz reluctantly allowed to help class go by faster. It did mean that the number of male to female students in the classroom was close to even though, so she hoped that said 'helpers' were picking up something from her, even if they weren't strictly **** to learn anything.

Cassie gave her teacher a smug grin, "So you admit that the 'sexist patriarchy' is actually beneficial to women then?"

"...Yes," Liz muttered, then said much more confidently, "But beneficial or not, it's still sexist and a form of objectification that men really partake in."

"I don't think it's objectification, but I see your point," Cassie relented, "But what about the rest of the list? Do men really see women as... as...?"

Cassie furrowed her brow and muttered under her breath, her eyes locked on the paper in her hand. Liz could easily tell that the girl was having a brain seize of her own. Instant karma for trying to upstage her teacher in class, she thought to herself.

Cassie leaned over to the boy sitting next to her and asked, "Hey James, which example should I bring up next? Should I even bring up an example at all, or has my point been made?"

James looked over the list, and rubbed his chin in thought, "Hmm... how about..."