Ever wonder why there are so few women engineers? Well, wonder no more, because carchamp1 over on the Men’s Rights subreddit has the answer! It’s apparently his wife’s fault, or something. In a comment with two dozen upvotes at last count, he explains:
I put my wife through four years of college to be an engineer. That’s four years worth of college tuition and expenses, plus not having any income from her. She got a great job and worked for a couple years. She decided she didn’t want to work anymore so she could be a “stay-at-home-mom”. When I urged her to work she said if I didn’t like it she would take our kid and I could leave.
Women don’t want to be engineers that’s why there are so few. It’s too hard. It’s a lot easier doing the “hardest job in the world”, you know, be a mom and living off your husband.
End of story.
Yeah, it’s not like there might be any other reasons beyond laziness and ingratitude, or anything.
Why would I take a Women’s Studies class? It’s presumably going to be all wyms which is just more opportunities for them to be mean to me.
Oddly, this post from “John” (see above, just let it thru moderation) comes from the same IP as MRAL’s posts this evening.
Is MRAL Tyler Durden? Sybil? A group of sociology students conducting an experiment?
The mystery may never be solved by mere mortal minds.
Or possibly “John” is the superego, and “MRAL” the id? So where is the ego?
But anyway.
I rarely did all-nighters in undergrad, and I think maybe never in grad school. The information that I was operating on was always complex, and I quickly found that past a certain point of sleep deprivation I couldn’t retain information and became rapidly impaired in my ability to demonstrate it dynamically (as on tests), so that staying up cramming for tests was something of a devil’s game that generally ended in favoring sleep over ritual abasement. Things like writing papers were a bit different, because my ability to write functionally persists much further in the face of impairment. Still, I’d usually either finish the item or have to abort to preserve functionality for some other assignment (there was never just one pressing problem) before the night was entirely over.
In grad school, I was hypothyroid and depressed for the first two semesters and depressed and self-doubting for the third (the fourth I was merely self-doubting, and after stomping the semester into the ground and dancing on its corpse, I declared the self-doubt thing to be henceforth obsolete). When you’re not physically capable of pulling an all-nighter, you find other solutions or you fail.
I didn’t fail.
“Or possibly “John” is the superego, and “MRAL” the id? So where is the ego?”
Brandon has already maxed out the ego capacity of this entire blog. There is no room for any more, so when that one of MRAL’s personalities attempts to post it just vanishes into the ether.
Yeah, all-nighters are probably 25% legit “not enough time in a day” and 75% “poor time management.” Even when I had 2 hours of class, 7 hours of work and 4 hours of homework most of last summer, I was still only getting a minimum 4-5 hours of sleep. Of course, that meant not eating well and so on … it’s amazing how much time you lose when you don’t have a car.
It’s definitely something I’m better at now that I’m older. I also devised the super master plan of “get As on everything so you don’t have to worry about the final.” Works pretty well, though it helps that I’m a second BA and only really take classes that interest me.
But, you know, liberal arts. Speaking a few languages definitely isn’t a skill or anything. Everyone know that only women talk anyway, and that men are more highly evolved and can communicate through grunts and gestures. Languages shmanguages. (And if you think “google translate is good enough” then … enjoy not making sense.)
MRAL: It depends on your teacher. There are some asshat Second Wave holdovers out there, but a lot of gender studies teachers are great. I’ve never had a bad one personally and one of them is my favorite professor. In general, if it’s an intro class, ask for a copy of the syllabus and look for readings on men and masculinity and on trans issues. Don’t necessarily leave the class if they have Dworkin or another famous misandrist: many teachers take a historical perspective and, if they’re good, will critique the misandry while acknowledging their historical importance. Teachers with a background in queer theory or sex-positive feminism are usually OK. Run screaming from anyone with a background in psychoanalytic feminism.
“A bunch of ARROGANT PRIVILEGD WOMEN, I hope you enjoy talking about your WYMYN’S STUDIES SHIT you ARROGANT FUCKS”
Discussions of which recreational chemicals are most effective in preventing sleep = wymyn’s studies shit.
Totally awesome. Maybe John should do Mr. Al’s homework so the poor kid can get some sleep.
Shaenon, my major is math.
MRAL, are you coming to Manboobz to tough-love yourself under a sock puppet? I don’t even get you, really I don’t.
If you’re miserable here, don’t be here. And I don’t mean that in a “nyah nyah I don’t like you go away” kind of way. I just think you should find happy spaces.
Like, me, I deliberately come here when I let depression keep me down and prevent me from doing the things I need to do – like schoolwork – because I like the people and I feel comfortable here. Sometimes the OPs or some of the commenters make me upset, so I leave those threads or stay away from the site for a while. I really wish you could find a safe space – online, IRL, whatever – instead of coming here and enraging yourself.
John might be Men’s Rights Activist Lieutenant’s housemate.
MRAL: When you’ve indexed three months of 1870’s era newspaper (eg written down the headline and subject of EVERY FUCKING ARTICLE of a daily paper), identified a photo (names, dates, subject, location) with nothing to go on, and dug up every single thing the local legal records have (deeds, property transfer, wills, court filings, census data, etc ad nauseum) for ONE CLASS in ONE SEMESTER, along with a full course load, you can come whine at me. (Intro to Local History was the make it or break it class for Historic Preservation – you had to pass for the major, and the instructor was a sadistic bastard who never gave any more instruction than ‘look at the projects people who passed the class did.’) Until then, you can fuck. right. off.
maybe MRAL has multiple personalities
@Quackers:
Nah, he’s just either really sleep-deprived or really drunk. It’s happened before.
MRAL: Also, your browser should put little red underlines under words you misspelled. Heed them, for the browser is wise.
Ok, guys, it’s nothing so exciting. I was just trying to trick Fucktrelle into allowing me to comment unmoderated for a little while. Unfortunately it seems he’s gotten better at checking IPs.
Never pulled an all nighter – never went to uni. And here I was thinking that when uni students stayed up all night taking drugs they were partying! 😉
@Kirbywarp
I know when I’m sleep-deprived or drunk I like to post hateful screeds on the intertubes!
Wait…no I don’t o.O
They seem more like tantrums really.
MRAL – Mommy/other lady I want a candy bar/to stick my dick in you
Mom/other lady – No
MRAL – FUCK, SHIT, PISS ALPHA, ENTITLED PRINCESSES, but i wanna, why u no let me?
Says the math major who is doubtless smack dab in the middle of Finals Hell.
Plus, many of the comentariat are out of collage.
As for the OP, assuming what he describes is similar to reality, that was actually a dick thing to do on her part. If you decide to raise a child with someone, saying “you agree or I’ll take our child away” is unacceptable.
Using one (albeit terrible) experience to judge half the world is also unacceptable.
Plus, it’s not finals week everywhere in the world…
I have three jobs, one of which is actually the hardest job in the world (according to physical stress tests apparently). I’m also studying and maintaining an A average. Right now I’m on holiday from study because that’s how it works here. MRAL, you can kiss my arse too.
…once I’ve polished off another few bottles. [hic!]
It’s a good thing he isn’t majoring in something other than math, huh?
“Studyigjn”
It’s the week after finals for me.
In my glorious time off I’m taking advantage of a brief break from depression to write a book, legal articles, blog posts, and gender-related articles to earn money and build credits so I can make it as a freelance writer once I graduate in four years. I have heard vaguely of this “days off, not because of suicidal tendencies” concept…