So I was skimming my way through the comment section on a recent Telegraph article on MRAs and the Red Pill. Naturally, the comment section was filled to overflowing with angry comments from an assortment of familiar MRA and “Red Pill” names. I happened to notice some, well, intriguing contributions to the discussion from a fellow I didn’t know: DarkTriadMan, first name, Ivan.
Though he avoids the “red-pill, blue-pill” lingo that so fascinates so many reactionary. woman-hating doofballs, Ivan Adultman — sorry, Ivan DarkTriadMan — basically thinks we live in the Matrix:
The dark world is lit from age to age with the light of reason and progress, with technology and science, and our creature comforts are blinding. But the reality is quite different. Western civilization is nothing more than a teasing curtain, increasingly ridiculous and tottering, drawn over the dark world that remains as the base nature of creation.
How can a curtain be “teasing” or “tottering,” much less both at the same time?
But never mind, because Ivan DarkTriadMan opens this “teasing curtain” to reveal the DARK TRUTHS about women. Or at least about the teenage girls he fantasizes about having sex with.
Dear readers, if you’re not in the mood to read some seriously skeevy, rapey shit, you should probably skip the next quote.
The half-dozen teenage girls twittering and chatting and giggling over their cellphones and taking selfies of their perfect clothes and bodies and hair are an illusion. The reality after the power goes out is that they are a huddled group of frightened, beaten commodities kept for the amusement of the warlord and any of his men he chooses to reward. They don’t giggle and take selfies and they don’t dare talk back when they are told to present their naked rears.
Um, what? Somehow i doubt that the readers of the Telegraph are much interested in hearing about the creepy Gorean sexual fantasies of one Ivan DarkTriadMan.
But apparently he doesn’t think his creepy sexual fantasies are creepy — or, for that matter,fantasies.
Nope. Ivan DarkTriadMan is convinced that teenage girls taking selfies, feminists who find him repellent, and presumably every other woman in the world, are all secretly in lust with the giant hunk of man that is DarkTriadMan.
As he explains in another comment, feminists (or maybe all women?)
change from whining to salivating at the drop of a hat when the male they truly desire walks past. You cannot change biology, although you can layer over it with false, blathering frippery.
Yeah, that’s right, even those man-hating feminist harpies are totally into him.
Such creatures as our local feminist thrive on the concern and disgust of men. It is through such engagement they find value, as the engagement and attention of men is not otherwise available to them on the open sexual market that forms the basis of human interactions.
I’ll let Jennifer Lawrence handle this one.
Presumably, when feminist women post comments on message boards mocking him for “living in your own weird little world” and noting that “you talk about women like you have never spoken to one,” they’re just flirting.
They totally want the DarkTriadMan.
PS: I’m not sure what sort of “frippery” DarkTriadMan was talking about, but some of you might enjoy this Frippery. Well, Frippertronics, to be more precise.