Some married men like to jokingly refer to their wife as “the boss,” generally in a patronizing manner that suggests she’s nominally in charge of the boring everyday stuff in the household that he doesn’t really care about anyway.
But our old nemesis Vox Day isn’t having any of it. To refer to your wife as the boss, even as a joke, is to threaten to loose the forces of anarchy and chaos and feminism upon your family. Also, women are dogs. On his Alpha Game blog, he writes,
If you let a dog think he’s the boss, he will cease to defer to you and begin objecting, violently, when you interfere with what he now believes are his prerogatives. Women are no different.
That’s right. Give in an inch to your wife, and the next thing you know she’ll be sitting on the furniture and insisting on eating “people food” at the table.
It’s a tad ironic that Vox here has decided to degrade women by comparing them to dogs, when his whole “alpha” schtick is based on misguided notions about the behavior of “alpha dogs” and wolves.
It’s one thing to turn over your social calendar to your wife due to a lack of interest in the various social obligations of the family. But checking in to see if there is scheduling conflict, or simply being courteous enough to see if your wife minds if you go to the football game does not make you an employee or a child. Therefore, it does not make her the boss. And what might have been an ironic jest in the days of Mad Men is often taken quite literally now.
Marriage: an endless power struggle in which the wife must always lose.
What a lovely vision of the world!
I should also add that you should never ever, even jokingly, refer to Bruce Springsteen as “the boss” either, because if you do he’s going to be hounding you to hand in your TPS reports and forcing you to work on Saturdays. You don’t want that.
EDITED TO ADD: In the comments on Alpha Game, cailcorishev expands a bit on the whole “women-as-dogs” thing in what he evidently thinks is a humorous way:
Since you mentioned dogs: virtually everything about disciplining a dog and being the pack leader applies to leading a woman (or children). I’m convinced that, if you took a woman on a 45-minute walk every day, as Cesar Millan recommended for dogs, it would eliminate a lot of her problems. Just make sure you lead her, having her take your arm and follow you where you want to go — or use a leash if she’s into that kind of thing.
I can only hope his wife — if there is an unfortunate woman holding this position — pees on the rug and chews up all his important paperwork.
On the whole “chemical imbalance thing” ? It doesn’t bother me so much .I’ve been known to say things such as “he needs a thorzine drip” or some “electro shock” even though I know their is not a higher instance of being a complete and utter ASS HOLE /misogynist /hater/racist let alone “stupid” with chemical imbalances.
But if the majority agrees its offensive or if one person seems to want to hone in on that all the time it gets old.
Even though I believe declawing should be outlawed period .(MADE illegal ) I agree.
I had an inside outside cat that I had declawed and at five he was eaten by a coyote.I will always be haunted if he could have gotten away had he had his claws.
Chiming back in after a few hours’ rest (I feel gross, please don’t anyone else catch what I’ve got):
My mom had a safety harness for me and my sibs as toddlers, rarely used, but handy in crowd situations, for sure. So I guess you could say I’ve been walked on a leash at some point in my life. Luckily, I was too young to remember that. Any dude who tried it with me now would be covered in teeth marks and in need of tetanus shots, so…fair warning.
Re: leashing cats — never done it myself. Never had to. My kitties are all indoor/outdoor ones, and quickly learned to come when called. Partly out of love, and partly because they quickly figured out that a loud “Kitty kitty kittyyyyyyy!” meant FOOD. And petting. And more food.
My sister has a fat, cuddly calico that will go along on walks, but she doesn’t need a leash either; she just follows like a chubby little tri-colored doggie. Autumn is an awesome cat.
That is all.
Man, now I have to feel bad for MRAs’ dogs as well as any women unlucky enough to know them. The complete lack of understanding is kind of hilarious.
My parents had a leash for me, but we only used it while hiking because I used to wander off the trail in the blink of an eye. I never got lost but it seriously freaked my parents out. I didn’t have to wear it when I’d hike with both of them and I could walk between them, but usually it was just me and my dad and I would follow him.
Actually right after I hit submit I remembered a kind of funny story…my dad and I were climbing a few years ago and he was getting pretty tired, enough so that he joked that I should short rope him to help him get to the top. He was like, “It would be payback for all those times I dragged you up mountains by a rope when you were a kid!” Not quite the same, Dad… 😉
This is totally off-topic, but on reddit the MRAs are going nuts over another fake story
http://www.reddit.com/r/MensRights/comments/1slf7u/classroom_sexism_8th_grade_redditor_posts_story/
It’s pretty funny, some kid is claiming his female teacher gave him a 0 for writing about bitcoin. But, his “paper” reads like some kind of spam ad for making quick cash. Also, the reddit account posting it is like 2 days old.
RE: sawburst
no male would stoop this low to make fun of the art of chauvinism and misogyny,
Aw, does this mean I have to return my man card now? *pouts* And ‘art’? Really?
Everything that women use in their daily lives, us men did it.
Tell that to Ada Lovelace and Madam Curie, dumbass.
RE: katz
Oh yay, Elvis! I’ve only heard this done by the Brian Setzer Orchestra with Gwen Stefani. Thanks for sharing this version, which I like better.
I feel bad for the kid since that’s a difficult topic for most 8th graders to write about and he probably worked hard on it (even though the essay is silly and LOL @ bitcoin), but how anyone can see that as an example of sexism is beyond me. Perhaps you could make the argument that his teacher is ageist, but even that is a stretch considering that expecting kids to write about kid things isn’t that unreasonable.
I wasn’t going to comment anymore about this and just drop it….but since my attention to the issues has been called upon again….
kittehserf, as far as I know, I can only recall someone (maybe you? I don’t remember who) pointing it out to me once before, and that very well may have been a year (or more) so ago. If someone called me out more than that, then I wasn’t around to see it. My comment back then was a mistake because I didn’t know the standards of this community. The mistake I made today was made on a whim and I wasn’t thinking/has forgotten about it. I sincerely apologize. It won’t happen again, and by any chance that it does, I won’t be back here. I don’t want to keep offending anyone. I honestly didn’t mean anything by what I said, but nonetheless it was offensive whether I meant it to be or not. That’s all I can say now, so whether anyone continues to be suspicious of me is out of my control.
Yes- if and ONLY if there are no cats around.
Re: kids and leashes
Ad a retail associate, I <3 leashes on children. Children on leashes are not the ones running around the store like it's a fucking playground while their parents completely ignore them.
Re: outdoor/indoor cats
When I was a kid, we had an outdoor/indoor cat that liked to walk with us to school everyday. He also enjoyed attending the services of the church across the street.
As a retail customer I agree with every word.
Office Dog has gone home now, so the question of whether it’s safe to call her Boss doesn’t arise … there could have been trouble if Katie’d been listening in.
She was making herself a Right Pest at breakfast yesternight. She had her plate of food, but oh no, that wasn’t good enough; she had to get onto Louis’s shoulder, slither around and down onto his lap, and help herself from his plate*. So he moved her plate next to his and she ate from that, but it meant he was eating breakfast leaning over.
*the same plate it wasn’t good enough to help herself from the other day. Of course.
@lana
Unless you have a chemical imbalance (which idk if you do) saying it doesn’t bother you doesn’t really mean much. It bothers me a lot, and I do have a chemical imbalance in the brain, so I’m all for stopping with it.
@bina
Hope you feel better soon 🙁
I gotcha borgcritter number four right here! Though, warning, it’s the troll doll, so beware the creepiness.
And yeah, I’m with Marie on this one. I knew folks who were undergoing ECT and taking Thorazine. Shockingly, they weren’t pains in the ass.
Ashley ,
For what its worth I did not take offense to your comments and i have had “chemical imbalances” .
I think it may be a matter of the sensitive nature of dealing with haters so they “must be ” chemically imbalanced .That sort of indirectly is damning anyone with a chemical imbalance as a hater or potential hater .
If that makes sense.
Someone asked about Mr. Beale`s family – if someone else has answered this, I apologize – I`ve been grading and giving exams all day. Mr. Beale has a wife, he calls her “Space Bunny”, and three children. They live in Italy and have done so since around 2000. He is well off – his father was well off as well – but how much of Mr. Beale`s money came from his own earning, I don`t know. Of the children, he has a boy and a girl. He`s never mentioned the sex of the third child. The oldest child is a son who Beale calls “Ender ” on his blog. Ender seems to be between 10-13 or so. The one time he mentioned his daughter, he talked about her as an infant. What the time frame on her birth is, I couldn`t tell you. In one entry, talked about how his wife was better with mechanics or spatial relationships (I honestly do not recall – it was something about fixing their lawn mower) and that when the lawn mower got messed up, she either fixed it or told him how to do so.
Getting this information required me to read his blog for a year or so. I would not ask anyone to do that, so I am sharing what I know. I teach a college level Human Diversity course. He provides me with excellent examples.
Yes I have .I have been hospitalized 2 times in my life .But being a sensitive person you saying it “bothers you a lot” takes precedence for me over the fact it doesn’t bother me .
I tried to walk my cat on a leash once when I was a kid. She didn’t care for it. By which I mean that she clawed her way up my body and crouched, shivering in terror, on the top of my head.
Ashley – a year ago? Nope, I wouldn’t even remember you were commenting that long ago. More recent and more often and called out more than once, not by me.
lana – “That sort of indirectly is damning anyone with a chemical imbalance as a hater or potential hater”
It not only adds to the “people with mental illnesses are assholes/dangerous” meme, which we all know is bullshit and adds to prejudice; conversely, it gives the haters a get-out-of-jail-free card. It attributes their horrible behaviour to something beyond their control, and conveniently exonerates them from having to own that shit. It’s a lose-lose for people who have whatever conditions, be they minor “chemical imbalances” (I’m in that group, presumably, since I’m on antidepressants) or major illnesses.
And like you said upthread, stupidity isn’t an illness either!
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Thanks, Marie. This seems to be one of those 48-hour gastrointestinal bugs, judging by the cramps. The back muscle pain is a dead giveaway, too. Those things are a bastard, but nasty and brutish as they are, they’re also mercifully short. Meanwhile, ginger tea is in order.
Oh ma gosh! The block monster got me! My first time! I’m not a virgin anymore!
My parents/sister tried to leash train their/our* (indoor-only) cats. It, uh, didn’t take, even for the cat who wants to go outside. (Our old lady cat was never really interested in the world outside the house.)
I’m still going to try with mine once the weather warms up come spring. (I don’t feel like going outside in the winter, and even though Jade is a longhair, I don’t want to risk them getting to cold either.)
*I have moved out and have my own kitties, but the other cats have lived with us since I was in middle school, so they’re still my kitties, I just don’t have custody of them.
And on child leases: my parents always said that they thought that leashes were a sign of a terrible parent until my baby sister ended up getting almost all the way out of a movie theater isle before they noticed she was gone. She was about 2 or 3 at the time.
You have passed the Manboobz initiation!