But of course! She’s a she.
Most misogynists, it would seem, are loath to admit that they’re misogynists. “How can you say I hate women?” they’ll ask. “After all, I love my sister. She’s not like the rest of those whores.” Or, “I just hate Western Women.” Or whatever fine distinction they like to make to pretend that their hatred of pretty much every woman they ever come across, or imagine in their overheated little brains, is something other than misogyny.
Then there are those who not only admit their misogyny but who are downright proud of it, thinking it’s a sign of their own personal superiority. Today, a pretty good example of Proud Misogyny, taken from the reactionary Christian blog Samson’s Jawbone.
Our intrepid woman-hater starts off by contrasting his brand of misogyny to the peculiar kind of woman-appreciation advocated by the PUA gasbag now known as Heartiste (but still known as Roissy when this post was written):
Roissy is fond of saying that he’s not a “misogynist”; no, learning the unvarnished truth about female psychology has given him a *higher* appreciation for women. Not so for me. Sociosexual philosophy has disillusioned me beyond all reckoning. Peering deep into the psyche of woman has rendered me grievously scornful in feeling and mercilessly unscrupulous in behaviour towards these unholy, ungodly beings. I venture to say that… I hate them. Yes, I hate them! And how could I not?
Did I mention that he has literary pretensions as well? Like a lot of reactionaries, Mr. Jawbone has adopted a melodramatic, vaguely archaic prose style that he evidently feels is the height of literary sophistication, but which sounds a lot more like the monologuing of some cartoon villain.
Oh, the vile criteria by which women judge menfolk! O, abominable, loathsome beings!
Is anyone else reminded of Newman from Seinfeld?
But Mr. Jawbone is just getting started:
A creature so damnably constituted as to admire a man for his “social dominance” – by which is meant his ability to waltz through an absurd series of meaningless, contrived riddles – rather than his work ethic, his self-sacrifice, his affability, his charity, his honesty, his justice – in short, his righteousness and integrity; such a creature deserves to be used and abused like a cheap street harlot – or better yet, a vermin-ridden ass – and discarded appropriately. Nothing more; she merits nothing better.
Here’s an actual vermin-ridden ass, having a nice scratch in the dirt:
Oh, but Mr. Jawbone isn’t done yet:
Words like “honour”, “duty”, “kindness”… those things that define goodness and rightness… all meaningless, meaningless to this wretched, wicked half of the human race. And do women who profess belief in something “higher”; women who should know better, afford any solace? No. Instead they show themselves as fraudulent, fickle hellcats who think good men are “weak”. So alas, I can no longer view the distaff horde with anything besides revulsion and contempt. They perjure themselves by their own words; they are beasts, deserving nothing but callous treatment and damnation; and I can wish nothing upon them but furious hatred, ignominy and a miserable passing.
What a cheery fellow!
I take no joy in penning the above – but I feel clean and spotless as the lamb. What else is to be said for a lot that believes black to be white, up to be down, and good men to be worthless? Poor Ashley Wilkes, and all good men.
Hate to break it to you, dude, but you’re not actually a good man. You’re a pompous dickbag. Oh, sorry, you’re a base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hundred-pound, filthy, worsted-stocking knave!
(Thanks to Shakespeare for that last insult, and to Quackers for pointing me to Mr. Jawbone’s post.)
And yes, fuck is my favorite word, fuck you very much.
Hey, do you want you feel like you must. Ain’t going to be all “Rawr, leave the person calling us feeble and hinting we naively manipulate people with cats” alone. Just… Is it worth it? Guy’s professing belief in a system that’s been effectively wiped out for nigh on 700 years, so he’s clearly doing this to wind us up. It’s cute, but… eh.
Take it away with your rage.
I’ll stick to seducing/being seduced by a king, kthnx.
Or those sensuous furry seductive tempting kittiiieeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssssssssssssss
::swoons from cute overload::
Argenti – go for it, but ten to one this is Mr Al doing a wind-up. Notice how he came back right after Cassandra posted?
@thebewilderness
Damn, I want to sing those lyrics. Unfortunately, I’ll sound so obnoxious that my brother will yell me out of this room.
If you can try to nap where someone’s sitting,
Although there is another empty chair,
Then rub against his ankle without quitting
Until he rises from your favorite lair;
If you can whine and whimper by a portal
Until the bolted door is opened wide,
Then howl as if you’ve got a wound that’s mortal
Until he comes and lets you back inside;
If you can give a guest a nasty spiking,
But purr when you are petted by a thief;
If you can find the food not to your liking
Because they put some cheese in with the beef;
If you can leave no proffered hand unbitten,
And pay no heed to any rule or ban,
then all will say you are a Cat, my kitten.
And — which is more — you’ll make a fool of Man!
— from “If”, by Rudyard Kipling’s Cat
@ Kittehs
I think he’s imprinted on me, like a duck with its mommie.
Thank you for articulating that. It was bugging me, but I couldn’t put my finger on it.
It’s like… ze thinks zir religion is the only one that counts, and the only way to be moral. It’s bothersome. And condescending.
Cassandra, I think so!
It’s funny, but this one doesn’t irk me with the spirit nonsense, unlike some of the fundy brigade. Possibly because the Cathars etc (even assuming he really is one) don’t have institutional power anywhere. This one, even if he’s just The Sock of Socks, just amuses me, especially the way he tries to combine Libertarianism, aka greed is good, with Gnosticism, aka the material world is bad. If it’s real, that’s impressive mental gymnastics even for the trolls here.
Plus the whole spirit-sex thing being at odds just makes me giggle, for obvious reasons.
WHAT CAN’T HE SAY? I must know!
Depravity, Depravity: We’re the Manboobs all the lot–
For we’re the feeble sluts who really love to fuck
We’re the bafflement of Men’s Rights, the PUA’s despair:
For when they reach the blog they find: Of their opinions we don’t care!
Depravity, Depravity, there’s nothing like Depravity,
Breaking evolutionary laws, for we sluts we love hyper-gamy.
Our powers of seduction would make a Cathar stare,
And when they reach the blog they find–Depravity. BEWARE!
You may seek us in the comments, you may look up things we air–
But I tell you once and once again, we’re not inclined to care!
Depravity, the Manboobz lot, we’re all fat manboobbed sluts;
You would know us if you dared, for our mocking laughs are constant.
Our brows are deeply lined with scorn, our cats are highly groomed;
Our zest is dusty from neglect, our souls are uncombed.
We sways our heads from side to side, with movements like a snake;
And when you think you’ve got the drop, we’ll call you “dastardly rake!
Depravity, Depravity, there’s nothinge like Depravity,
For with our manjaws fair, we’re nexuses of gravity.
You might meet us in a by-street, you could see us in the square–
But when you see a blog post, we will already have been there!
We’re outwardly respectable. (They say we hate the guys.)
And our comments are not found in any file of AfM, Minter or Marky.
And when the quote is cited, or the post reblogged,
Or when the phonecall posted, or another theme song found,
Or Roosh is rightly mocked, and Roissy-sorry, Heartiste- insanity rendered bare –
Ay, there’s the wonder of the thing! Manboobs are being fair and square!
And when the MRA finds a reddit gone astray,
Or the PUA lose some plans and drawings by the way,
There may be a scap of comment in the blog or on the feed–
But it’s simple to investigate–We leave the backtrack links!
And when the loss has been disclosed, the Elam’s and the Heartists say:
“It must be that Depravity! Those Manbobbed manjawed manatees!”
You’ll be sure to find us giggling, or laughing at our sport,
Or engaged in doing complicated cooking or practicing retorts.
Depravity, Depravity We’re feeble slots, oh the humanity,
There never was a Cat of such deceitfulness and suavity.
We always have an extra quote, or one or two to spare:
And whatever time the deed took place– Screencaps are MISAN-DRI-TY!
And they say that all the Cats whose wicked deeds are widely known
(I might mention Pecunium, I might mention Argenti Aertheri)
Are nothing more than agents for the Cat who all the time
Just controls their operations: the Manboob, David, He of music must sublime!
Reworked Macavity, The Mystery Cat, Fibinachi, 2013, Just now.
Mostly work done by T.S. Elliot, he of Cats.
The fat cat on the mat
may seem to dream
of nice mice that suffice
for him, or cream;
but he free, maybe,
walks in thought
unbowed, proud, where loud
roared and fought
his kin, lean and slim,
or deep in den
in the East feasted on beasts
and tender men.
The giant lion with iron
claw in paw,
and huge ruthless tooth
in gory jaw;
the pard dark-starred,
fleet upon feet,
that oft soft from aloft
leaps upon his meat
where woods loom in gloom —
far now they be,
fierce and free,
and tamed is he;
but fat cat on the mat
kept as a pet
he does not forget.
-J. R. R. Tolkien
Fibinachi wins teh internets!
Aaliyah:
That’s very good. But you seem to be a very insecure person.
Fibinachi:
These assumptions, I will not take lightly. Do you speak so condescendingly about similar neo-movements, like neopaganism? Of course it was practically wiped out (in the most horrible way) by the Cathar crusade instigated by the Roman Catholic Church, but there were always Cathars in southern France who kept their faith hidden and preserved it over hundreds of years. Also, though I wasn’t introduced by members of this unbroken line of Cathars, why should my faith be any less real?
This blog, excuses and rationalizes a lot of sinful behaviour and does it by using faux-common-sense and by cloaking itself in an image of cuteness. It’s true that I don’t know anything about the lives of the commenters here, but I know what they believe!
Argenti Aertheri doesn’t understand anything I write, so there’s really not much sense in answering her. I fear her anchor is broken, maybe she did too much drugs?
I think the evolution of trolling is that they’re now deliberately trying to confuse us as to which sock belongs to which fuck-your-boundaries weirdo by dropping in a mix of tells.
Perfectus, for the fourteen trillionth time, nobody is saying you can’t have your faith. We’re saying WE DON’T WANT TO HAVE IT so STOP PREACHING TO US
Evolution of trolls? Say it isn’t so, we’ll be seeing super
dogstrolls next!“It’s true that I don’t know anything about the lives of the commenters here, but I know what they believe!”
C’mon, trolly boy, tell me what I believe and how it’s exactly the same, apparently, as what all the other regulars here believe. C’mon, I dare you.
Speak condescendingly about neo-movements? I would never speak condescendingly about a neo-movement. Do you guys speak condescendingly about neo-movements?
Don’t you need to go to bed, PR?
Please do not call me your sister. I am not your anything. I belong to me and no one else.
Why choose?
It depends – does hippy Keanu Jesus come with the neo movement in question?
I’d rather not talk about Keanu’s bowels at all, y’know.
I pretty much never get tired of Keanu. Also, does socky know that he’s really tall?
Yep, it’s Mr. 90%. Nonetheless, his shit is toxic, and I’m beyond shit of being patronized to. First off, more like too few drugs, MDMA’s being investigated for treatment of PTSD and I’ll vouch for the logic of that. But hey, sinful right?
As for the “do you mock neo-pagans” OH HAI! Nope, but the few of us here have the common decency not to attempt to force our beliefs on others, and worse, on the gov’n. for the umpteenth time, you are welcome to believe what you like, you are not welcome to insist we have to either agree, or be subjected to repeated rounds of how we’re sinners, deceived, feeble, done too many drugs, insecure, etc.
For someone supposedly above hatred, you sure are fond of insults. And no, I make no similar claim, being able to never hate is a goddamned privilege — I’m happy for you that no one has ever harmed you enough for hatred to be the only possible feeling for them, but sometimes hatred is justified. And I spent my weekend being patronized and insulted. And was supposedly disrespectful for daring to speak up about it, because, see, I was guest in his house. Guess what? You’re in our house. And we don’t approve.
And Mr. Better Than Us Sinners? You think this site excuses sinful behavior? Are you new to the internet?! No way did you find us via AVfM without seeing justifications from abuse and rape, somehow that’s less sinful than saying that you’re welcome to have potentially procreative sex if you, and your partner(s), so desire?
Pull the other one, it has bells on it (I’m stealing that line from pecunium unless/until he requests I stop)
Also, gender neutral pronouns please, ze/zir. Going to assume you used female ones because I’m defending birth control and magically only cis women use it so I must be one? You really know fuck all about trans* 101. And don’t care either, you mock and insult us for wanting birth control to be covered like any other drug, while trans* women are denied shelters or forced into male ones, asked what’s between their legs in job interviews, fucking laws are passed denying trans* people access to public bathrooms…and whether we’re having procreative sex is your biggest concern?! You are fucking seeped in privilege, leave that tea bag in your precious milk-less tea for, oh, a week, and you might get the idea.
Why do people think this guy is Al? Al usually whines about how no one will have sex with him. This is sort of the opposite.
Everyone else, yes, that bit about asked her genitals in a job interview is legit. Twitter peeps should follow @sophiaphotos cuz that was her, this week.
Katz — inconsistent bullshit while claiming we just don’t understand. So it’s either Al or Scott Adams 🙂
Oh God Scott Adams XD But it can’t be him or 10 totally different people would also have shown up to tell us how brilliant he is!
I think this is a new flavor of troll, but then, I always do.
Would you rather we ignored pompous troll, Argenti? I’m having fun but it’s way too close to home for you. 🙁
@Perfectus Raymond:
Which is more likely?
You genuinely believe everything you profess to believe, and you are true to your faith in every meaningful way – and our miscommunications are down merely to that, miscommunications and misunderstandings between people for very, very different faiths – and so your consistently strange tone, despite clearly having access to the Internet and enough tech savy to comment and block quote efficiently, is just an indicator of a curious personality.
OR
You are, as many others who come here, naught but a troll who seeks to bait people on and have picked a good guise to slyly make prods at people with, as attacking faith is difficult and Catharism offers a fantastic, fantastic cloak for hiding under when it comes to prodding people for every single thing (Design of the material world being evil, and all that).
If you are genuinely a Perfecti of the Catharist Faith, then I am sorry for attacking you, and I apologize for my rudely spoken words and my errant assumptions. You have a good legacy, and I suggest you honour it elsewhere, because we will not find common ground.
If you are a just a troll, then you know what my answer is:
“Pox and pie and phee to you, fie and foo and shoo shoo shoo
all you do and all you did and all you’ve done
is troll, troll, trolling and it AIN’T NO FUN
Scream and scratch and scurrilous scandal
your attempts at being moralistic is usurious and you’re a vandal
That was a direct attack at your intentions and stance
So huff and puff as we call your bluff
now scamper off”
Fibinachi, you’ve already won teh internets today, how many spares do you think we have?
That poem should totally be kept as a standard response to the boring trolls.
… My internets keeps me warm at night. Thank you, though, Kitteh. I’m very honored that you find my little caffeinated puns and “poetry” amusing.
Kitteh — by all means, enjoy whacking at him if you like!
And fuck it, if he is what he claims, he’s still violating his own beliefs by calling us feeble and whatnot. For someone claiming to distance himself from the material world, he’s awfully interested in what other people are doing. Why the obsession with birth control and sex when veganism is often treated as a joke, while, at least in the US, major politicians are being taken seriously while arguing against birth control?
Idk whether his complaints about NHS funding it are unique, or national, but here? That’s nothing like a minority position, he’s got talking heads arguing against birth control already. Meanwhile we (the US) prop up industries like the beef industry, you’d think he’d give at least a single fuck whether we’re animal killing carnivores.
Instead he’s musing on whether I’m intentionally breeding my fish. At the least, his priorities are all out of whack.
In short, if we’re playing “I think therefore I am” you can’t disprove solipsism and we might as well all be bots. So why care if we’re discussing sex, we’re potentionally not real (things get a bit wonky here, seeing how the texts he’s learning from may also be “planted” by ah, how to word this, false gods, of a sort)
If nothing is real there’s no point in any of his arguments (and um, the inverse of gnostic asceticism is hedonism, which is, of course, exactly what’s bothering him so much — we’re feeble hedonists)
Four years if Latin, with another year of Greco-roman mythology, dude I probably know more Greek mythos than you, but do continue thinking that I just don’t understand.
And where is pecunium when I want to wax philosophical!
Also, I think one of my new plants is succumbing to transplant shock and could use some gardening advice…
I’d say that my hedonism is rather muscular, actually.
IME, you just kinda have to wait out transplant shock :/ With plenty of water, most plants will pull through, though.
Whenever I see a Descartes reference I slip to
… and Rene Descartes was a drunken fart
“I drink, therefore I am”
which is a whole lot better than anything that animal-hating piece of shit had to say for reals.
Muscular hedonism sounds like a fortunate cross between Muscular Christianity and good ol’ Roman decadence. 😀
HEY RAYMOND
I HAVE SEX WITH A KING
AND HE’S SITTIN’ HERE LAUGHING AT YOU
::blows raspberries::
… what the heck was in that cup of tea?
katz — MOAR WATER it is, thank you.
And yes, my hedonism’s been around the block a time or two. Blocks full of coffee, whiskey, and mango juice and vodka. I haz a sad guys, I can’t really do that here as my mother requires I hide my booze from my alcoholic father and mango juice needs fridge…and I just remembered I have a can of mango juice that doesn’t need to be kept cold…
Thank you hive mind!
Weird. As far as faiths go, neopaganism is on the more enlightened side. You posted this:
“Do you speak so condescendingly about similar neo-movements, like neopaganism? Of course it was practically wiped out (in the most horrible way) by the Cathar crusade instigated by the Roman Catholic Church, but there were always Cathars in southern France who kept their faith hidden and preserved it over hundreds of years. Also, though I wasn’t introduced by members of this unbroken line of Cathars, why should my faith be any less real?”
But then you posted this:
“This blog, excuses and rationalizes a lot of sinful behaviour and does it by using faux-common-sense and by cloaking itself in an image of cuteness.”
A neopagan would never think of sexually active people as sinful. Cathars wiped them out? You identify as a Cathar. Are you talking out of both sides of your ass?
Whiskey tea of course!
Can’t wait to see him call a king feeble minded (just wait til he figures out which king, oh the decadence!)
“A neopagan would never think of sexually active people as sinful.”
Lol there’s a reason I made that “they’re called condoms” gif. Use protection and enjoy!
Oh wait, protection is extra sinful…I still don’t get how funding birth control to prevent sinful sex is anything more than the tired old “wanton woman!” troupe.
I loved Fibinachi’s troll curse so much that I made a post out of it:
http://artistryforfeminismandkittens.wordpress.com/2013/04/08/an-imprecation-against-trolls/
😀
Argenti – 😀
Not that Sir was decadent back in the day, that was more his father and son’s schtick. On the contrary, he was known for being quite austere.
These days, though … well, giggling over inadvertent rude jokes at breakfast is probably terribly decadent. As is being under the rule of so many kitties, of course.
“And yes, my hedonism’s been around the block a time or two.”
I heard that in a Humphrey Bogart doing his best Phillip Marlowe type of voice. 😀
Okay, time to go, keep the troll warm until I get back!
Kitteh — there’s debate over whether he was having sexytimes with people besides his wife, and *gasp* interested in men too, right?
Material world!
Hell, he had kids, that’s quite enough for Perfectus.
Good point, good point!
The answer from him (which I asked about ages ago) is that the answer is “yes” with Cinq-Mars but not with anyone else, at least not more than, I dunno, making out would be the best term I suppose, and not even that with the women.
Not just two kids, either – six, including the ones who weren’t born! Oh the horror!
I am disappointed with trolly, though. No answer … these modern trolls have no staying power. (Sleep? Since when do trolls sleep?)
…I still think that makes him feeble minded per Perfectus…pretty sure I’d have refrained from saying that anywhere near him in his earthly days (at least the guillotine might be the most humane method of execution? About a hundred years off there though…)
Point? Don’t call kings feeble minded. If you’re going to be executed, pick the guillotine, no chance of error, and you’re dead in way under a minute (why yes, I have thought about this)
But a male lover! And some sort of dalliances with not-his-wife (lol, to steal a Doctor Who “it’s France, practically another planet”…weren’t lovers kind of the norm until, oh, the latest president got caught with his?)
But six kids?! OMGS the sinfulness! Just how many offspring do you need! (Clearly quite a few considering the modifier about stillbirths? miscarriages? Either/both/not heirs)
Also, trolly is sleeping? That might be the best evidence he isn’t 90% of our trolls. There was a point I actually logged Steele’s time between posts, because for about four days he went barely six hours between them with frequency. Like, he couldn’t have slept more than ~16 hours, in four days, because he was so obsessed with the definition of misandry. (And this, folks lurking or new to Mr. Al, is part of why he’s fucking creepy)
Speaking of sleep though, it’s 5-fucking-30 here, and I don’t mean dinner time. So I’m off. G’night guys!
Niters Argenti! Sleep well!
That’s a good thing if this likely isn’t Mr Al. I mean, just anyway, but it makes a change having someone else (even if Raymond is a sock). He’s lasted too long to be Pell, don’tcha think? Pell seems to have lost all his stamina, his meltdowns come much faster than they used to. That, or his mum catches him on the computer sooner than she did.
Yeah, the guillotine is a humane method, probably the most humane for speed of action, at least. That was what it was invented for, to make a clean, quick death. Two at least of the conspirators Louis had executed (one of whom was Cinq-Mars) would have passed a lot more quickly and easily if they’d had the guillotine available, instead of incompetent headsmen doing the job.
“Practically another planet” LOL! Which story was that in? Girl in the Fireplace was one of my favourites, especially when Ten’s bouncing around saying “I’ve snogged Madame de Pompadour!”
Lovers (female ones, anyway – male could trash a king’s reputation, witness Henri III) were certainly the norm. Milor’ was side-eyed for not having a string of mistresses, though he’d have been just as side-eyed if he had and they’d had any sort of political influence. Not that there was much likelihood of that; he really didn’t like women’s company much in those days. It was a largely homosocial world in the king’s household (even more so in the upper military, of course), and that suited him just fine.
With the kids, yeah, the miscarriages … four before two live births, augh. Possibly more, if there were times when Anne hadn’t known she was pregnant. And they had to keep trying, because they needed a son. No inheriting the throne for women, nor through the female line. Apart from Louis needing to consolidate his rule (and his dynasty – he was only the second) by having an heir, he really needed to keep his oxygen-thief brother Gaston off the throne!
Oh gods I’m monologuing again. 😛
So the troll is pretending to belong to a long-dead religion that was wiped out by religious persecution.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catharism#Social_relationships
Everything he’s saying comes straight off the wikipedia page.
Let me tell you straight up; that doesn’t happen in real life. I was part of a well-documented church for a long time, a conservative church, and nobody I ever met fit perfectly into the wiki description.
But let’s just take a moment to recognize that stealing and appropriating the identity of a religious minority that was literally killed out in a crusade is a particularly gross thing for our socktastic trolls to do.
Oh, and Diogenes?
In a mixed system, Socialism and Capitalism, then every single fucking person down the line got paid. Nothing’s “free” except in the sense that society has decided that it’s better to bear the cost as a society.
Y’know. The way all societies do.
It’s just that instead of saying ‘we will all bear the cost of killing brown people in wars for oil’ we decide that we’ll pay for something that benefits people and makes life better and happier for everybody.
Thus your entire argument is a series of confused attempts to change the subject.
What the hell is wrong with you?