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.)
@Kristine:
Yes. Occasionally, I might peruse his videos.
(Who am I kidding I literally have a tab open with them right now)
@Oh hey I missed that comment:
“Are you a feminist?”
“Not at all, I hate most women.”
“No, that would be… femiphile? I think. Anyway, I meant, feminist. As in, do you agree with most of the tenets of feminism?”
“Most doesn’t mean all, douchebag!”
“You’re right there. Probably the reason we have a bit of disagreement. So would you say you agree with feminism?”
“Hey, If you love women as a group that’s certainly sweet of you.”
“Uh…”
“But it irks me how you try to lie to yourself and to others that by doing so you’re going to get something from any of them for it.”
“That’s not… that’s not what I… are we… what?”
“Loving someone else does not guarantee nor obligate them to love you back, ’nuff said”
“Are we having the same conversation?”
“So if you want to be successful in terms of romance & sex, you have to be attractive to others!”
“I’m so confused. Bees. My god.”
Talk about a hamster wheel: everyone thinks up is down! They’re all not normal! I’m the only normal person here.
On a different level, Mr Christianity is blasphemous, spitting on half of God’s creation and violates a commandment.
Purple prose and Purple Star all in the same thread? Must be my lucky day. Oh, wait.
Whenever I go to type Purps’ handle, my finger want to type “purile.” Whoopsie.
@Fibinachi
My friend is asking if I can’t breath because of the choking noises I made because this ^^.
RE: TomBcat
Hmmm. I’m not sure. Everyone responds differently to hormones and crap, so I can’t really recommend any one reading. (Also, the one book I read, which was something like ‘The Testosterone Files’ scared the shit out of me, because… I pretty much went “Oh god, is THAT what I’ll become?”) There are a ton of transition blogs around; just look around and see what you can find?
As for me, much as I wish I could say otherwise… there was a biological effect. I mean, I went off T a month ago, and while my body hasn’t really changed, my libido has just… gone horribly awry. -_- It’s definitely hormonal. Which is frustrating, because it feels like there’s a wretched disconnect between my body and my mind. I MISS not feeling like my body is a car with a bad engine you need to warm up for half an hour before driving.
@LBT
thanks, I’m gonna look around then.
It just frightens me a little when people mention the hormonal differences, exactly because of the rapey implications they make of it (not talking about trans now, just the usual depressing MRA blabber – got far to much of that ideology burnt in my brain(where’s the bleach?))
RE: TomBcat
My reasoning is that whatever hormones you have, you can control. I mean, take me. I could change my hormonal dose if things went bad. I did, actually, not for rapeyness but because I was having trouble being able to cry, which was REALLY not good for me. So I lowered my dose, and that fixed it. (I was still within cis-male normal, by the way. Just low.)
If hormones were truly that destructive and dangerous… wouldn’t we as a society have developed controls for them and made them available?
RE: TomBkat
Oh wait! I just remembered, I probably still have that MONSTER PDF file my doc gave me when I first broached the subject of going on hormones. It’s just for testosterone, but it covers like, all the possible things testosterone can do to your biology. It can be a little dense for a non-medical professional, but you might find it helpful! Wnat me to go dig it up and email it to ya or something?
Brain bleach, stat!
http://youtu.be/yML_Fume1gw
I love how happy kitty looks, and how doggy has hir arm around kitty.
@LBT that would be nice! Just whenever you got time!
Thanks for the elaboration and the blain breach, I just had a shitstorm of stupid thoughts triggered (I can’t have a high sex drive, what if a man really isn’t in control, is it just a womanly thing to cry)self doubting absurd stuff, I know, my mind gets really weird that way…
(negative pavlovian yadda yadda)
Of all the manosphere guys, the Christian ones seem to hate women the most, which bothers me, since I am kind of* a Christian myself. I suppose the more misogynist parts of the Bible bring it out in them.
And yes, it’s no use pretending that if you’re a good person, you will no trouble finding someone. The romantic/ sexual ‘marketplace’ (blegh) is not fair. But it goes both ways. Women who are considered unattractive or even just ‘weird’ also have trouble finding someone often. Being good and letting go of bitterness does help, though.
*It’s complicated
Just not that it came off wrong, had less to do with what you said and more with the gibberish Puerile Puncher had to share before.
@LBT
In my experience the most violent hormone is insulin. When I accidentally overdose on it (regrettably easy to do) I wind up getting sad, angry, beligerent – and then it can be cured with a glass of orange juice. Severe hypogycemia does strip away the ‘human’ parts of the brain – reason, intelligence, creativity, conciousness – pretty quickly so *shrug*. I don’t think testosterone overdose does that.
When Purple Star argues he just punches the words! When Purple Star thinks he just punches his brain! When Purple Star can’t find a girl he just punches his own d– ow. No wonder he’s so angry.
RE: TomBcat
I’ve always been an easy crier, and let me tell ya, having experienced the reverse, I must say that crying easy is SO much better. It’s humiliating, but at least the emotions come out!
Obviously, my gender identity didn’t change when this happened.
Ditto high sex drive. Some people’s sex drives are linked to what hormones are in their bodies, or their medications, or a million other things. Gender identity doesn’t have any impact on that. I can promise that through all my adventures, I have never felt the slightest inclination to rape anyone. Even the whole, “T makes you hornier,” statement I find very misleading. It didn’t even make me want sex MORE, really. It just made sex EASIER, because my body and mind felt more in synch. So naturally I got laid more, because it didn’t take so long nor was it so annoying.
And I can safely say that being on T, being off T, I feel as much a man as I ever did.
Nothing weird about having a hard time getting rid of all the stuff you’ve internalised from crap-spewers, TomBcat. Knowing intellectually it’s garbage is only one step; undoing its power as a complex emotional trigger isn’t that easy, it can take a long time.
Lots of internet hugs!
Your new kitty look capital-D dangerous, btw. Sort of Egyptian Tortie Cat Mummy Rises From The Tomb. Those eyes! Those eyes!
Mind Punch ENGAGE!
@LBT
Like I said, had nothing much to do with you, just got into the right mindset for stupidness.
Purples mentioning of his gf just reminded me of the moronic shit I said because my then boyfriend told me so.
I know that the effects of hormone treatment can vary and that the differences between people can be huge.
And I certainly didn’t assume for a second you somehow got rapier(lol?).
I didn’t even really think of trans any more, just the effects of hormones by themselves(rather the hormones of untreated cis people)
That was the thought I had when I meant sex drive might increase due to psychological reasons – no good phrasing, be patient with me. Of course there are lots of biological changes, but I could imagine that a cis woman on T might notice a decrease in sd and other complications a trans woman might (different for everyone) experience without treatment.
I think I vaguely recall reading on Zinnia Jones’ blog that the effects on cis people aren’t very well researched.
Can’t speak for myself anyway, so far only experience I have is with hormones in birth control, and so far all I’ve taken have made me extremely depressed and/or aggressive, so I can’t imagine what it must’ve been like being told that you’d want to rape people when on T… sounds like a shitty thing to deal with though.
@Kitteh
I made a whole set of FGETC, from friendly to mischievous to downright evil! Maybe I can use them depending on which troll we’re dealing with 🙂
But mostly I wanted to see which one you’d think could best capture the essence of a FGETC. 😀
LOL bring ’em on, TomBcat!
So far the first, the black one, is most FGETC, to my mind. The black, the eyes …
/art critic
That now is the second-evillest one. 🙂 The Mummy-Phase…
Last one has proper empty I’m-Gonna-Haunt-Your-Dreams eyes 😉
(today was really boring, as you can guess…I also made more bunnies and about every cat I ever loved,including 4 different kinds of Jenny…) could’ve done something productive, but nooo…
Tom, you’re certainly having fun with the catvatar generator 😀
Well, not every cat, just the important ones.
I never considered myself a cat person.
A-Men! 😉
That’s how ya do it. Lonely singletons are hardly alone at all. Instead of getting butthurt about your lack of success with women, get out there and find one who is actually attracted to you. It’s certainly harder for some people than others, but with 4 billion women on this Earth, there is bound to be someone out there who will like you just the way you are.
@katz
I know! It’s disturbing!
I actually got hobbies! And talents! Work! a social life! A home to clean and books to read, and then I found this!
https://neikoish.deviantart.com/art/CREATE-A-CAT-Flash-Game-166489725
My life is over now. I’m gonna die in front of my keyboard.