So over on MGTOWforums — the festering hive of misogyny that is the internet’s largest forum for so-called Men Going Their Own Way — one of the regulars was so impressed with the Evo-Psychy insights of a YouTube commenter by the name of Moe that he decided to share them with the gang there. And I have decided to share them with you.
Brace yourself, though, because Moe is bringing some hardcore SCIENCE to the topics of feminism being awful and why women are such terrible selfish child-murdering monsters.
Moe starts off with some MGTOW basics:
Feminism is a natural development of women’s desire to hate, manipulate, exploit, and discriminate against men for women’s personal gain.
Yes, Moe, but why?
Women do not and cannot love men.
Dang. That’s rough.
Women only like gathering stuff, because they are biologically driven to gather as much stuff as possible. Women actually get an emotional rush from buying stuff and receiving stuff. They do not get the same rush from creating, achieving, or earning stuff.
Oh, because cavewomen were gatherers! You can’t argue with SCIENCE like that. Mostly because it isn’t science. It’s just words arranged in such a way that they sound vaguely like science to people who have no idea what science is.
Women see men as their competitors (advisories) and providers of resources. This all means women have an amorality similar to lower evolved animals that steal or do anything possible to procure resources.
Uh, so pretty much all animals then? I mean, evolutionarily speaking, animals basically need to do two things: they need to survive and reproduce, and eating is sort of essential to the first task.
Also, if you’re trying to relate womens’ interest in buying things with their role as gatherers in hunter-gatherer societies, wouldn’t that mean that men would be similarly interested in killing and eating stuff? How is killing and eating animals any less amoral than, you know, picking berries?
The government provides them with an opportunity to force employers, all men, their men (yes they like to cuckold), education institutions, and even other women to provide for them.
Wait, how did we get from gathering to cuckolding?
IMO Many women do not feel the need to have children. When big daddy government will take care of women from birth to death, then women will have less or no child(ren). Children were just an old age policy for women: something to use when their man-slave dropped dead.
Yeah, women carefully arranged all that pregnancy and childbirth stuff with Mother Nature — also a woman! — so they’d have children and grandchildren to sponge off of.
Women also used to practice infanticide overwhelmingly on little girls throughout history, because those little girls provided less future utility (use) to the the woman. Also boys are easier to manipulate and will be needed asap if their man-slaves drops dead quickly.
So, killing girls is actually a form of discrimination against … men.
The modern divorce laws in western nations also allow women to get the greatest utility from the ex-husband through holding the child(ren) hostage, while having multiple new men to exploit for even more resources and other benefits. This is the reason for the high divorce rate. Women do not want or need men, and given the option they will be happier acquiring more stuff from government, multiple men, and the babies daddy.
Never mind that welfare payments are dinky and that roughly 30% of custodial mothers don’t receive any of the child support money they’re owed.
The real fatal flaw of feminism, all women doing this in mass creates a situation where the population declines, while the welfare system increases. These women are illogical, because they just assume: men will continue to put up with their shit … .
Oh, dear. Is the apocalypse near at hand? I have the strange feeling that the apocalypse is near at hand.
Well, welcome to the new reality women: almost 25% of you will never be married. Discriminating against men pisses them off and drives them from education and work, so your hypergamous needs will be unfulfilled. The single men will produce less, so the government will receive less. Employers will leave the country, in order to flee high regulations, taxation, and lower productivity female employees.
And here it comes, right on schedule!
Women have less desire to produce as much as men, so they are inefficient employees in comparison. Lower standards and female accommodations also lower business productivity, and increase costs.
Oh no! Damn those lazy women.
Hey, while you’re at it, can you work lazy brown people into the mix somehow?
The government will increase immigration, because it needs more slaves to pay the growing women’s needs, but the new slaves are of a different culture that does not value the 40-60 hour week westernize male slave system. Also, the immigrants will take full advantage of your welfare system more so than the natives.
Thanks! Misogyny and racism, two great tastes that taste great together!
Welcome to a diminishing economy, where less men will give a shit about women. Your wants will increase, but the resources will decrease. Haha I am going to love seeing the world turn to shit in the next few years!
Well, I guess we can’t argue with SCIENCE.
“Oh and the only FPS I’ve played and not hated was the original Halo, cuz snipers nests.”
Have you tried Team Fortress 2? I’ve heard good things about it, and it’s an interestingly tactical game about team work. Also, it has pretty good story materials if you enjoy Black Comedy and cheerful bloodthirst.
Incidentally, I feel the best models for a FPS/shooter storyline are either;
1) tragedy with horror elements (The Last of Us, Spec Ops The Line, the Bioshock series, Far Cry 3, Tomb Raider 2013)
2) black comedy (Portal, TF2, Borderlands)
Re menstruation, does Steven King have some type of visceral fear of it, because I can’t work out otherwise the entire plot point of Carrie?
Re monthly menstruation, I read somewhere (can’t remember *at all* where) that the reduced amount of time that women are spending pregnant is linked to both ovarian cancer (http://www.webmd.com/ovarian-cancer/news/20090708/menstrual-periods-clues-to-ovarian-cancer) and breast cancer (http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC2001234/)
They’re interesting theories, and suggest that taking only the active pills or using an alternative method that also suppresses ovulation may be protective. I’m pleased I was doing this in the 1980s, basically against doctor advice, although he eventually modified the advice to “make sure you stop what you’re doing and menstruate occasionally”.
I still have dysmenorrhea, the only time it stopped was when I (a) suppressed menstruation hormonally and (b) was on the mini-pill. I fucking can’t wait for menopause.
Argenti: Pecunium — other than the obvious issue with it, did you want to scream “you’re getting sniped from the bushes dumbasses, sneak up behind us!!”?
Fuck no. You know the old joke, “It was an ambush! There were two of them!” That’s what we were doing. Because for six hours they never clued in that the “sniper” who was potting them (we weren’t snipers, but that’s a whole ‘nother discussion”) was two guys. It never occurred to them that two people would be able to hold thier fire until they had a definite target before they engaged, and actually AIM.
Their MO was to fire a “wall o’ paint” at anything which made them nervous. A couple of random shots from the guys we had watching the approach was enough to slow them up (we were always outnumbered, if they’d rushed us, all together, we couldn’t have taken them out, but they were each of them too afraid of, “dying” to commit to all-out assault on the position. They had a “warrior” mindset, not not a “soldier” one), and that was enough to mean they were easy targets when they came into our line of sight.
But… there was a kid who got my dander up. Different venue (this was the one where I had amateurs who would take direction). The primary field of play was long and narrow. Call it 60 meters wide, with overgrown edges, leaving an open area of of about 30 meters, strewn with bunkers and various declivities to provide cover.
Before a round started I’d take my team (four people, there were about 30 on a side) and point out the bunkers/cover I wanted to use as our base of operations; with fallbacks if we were displaced. When the whistle blew the drill was to run like blazes to the designated positions, and lie low until the targets moved into the kill-zone (which wasn’t point blank, but rather to the distance we could be sure of getting balls to break when we hit the target, call it about 40 meters; the guns were clocked before each session (about two hours, with four twenty-minute games, and ten minute intermissions) and weren’t allowed if they weren’t below 260 feet per second). Max range (determined by ball-break) was about 65 meters. If you opened fire at that range, however, the target was likely to hear the shot, and see where the fire was coming from and duck out the way (paintballs being slow enough to track by eye) as well as needing a fair bit of “rainbow correction: I did score an 80 meter kill once, but it was a fluke. I was making a “ranging shot” after being asked, “can you hit that person in the black-eyed susans” and my, “is he over there”, was answered by the victim yelling, “I’m dead”).
So 40 meters = “the whites of their eyes”.
So about eight people would go rushing out, and the four of us would set up shop and kill about half the other side, as the rest of our side pushed up through the bush at the edges. After the first couple of rounds the started being more aggressive up the middle; which made their lives harder, because that meant they weren’t able to hold up to the flank-attacks (esp. after I pointed out they were feeling defensive, and so holding back, in case we got into their rear, so we could afford to weight one side; overwhelm that side, and encircle them).
At lunch someone asked,”are you the guy in the green hat, because you’re killing us.” We got to talking and I said I had the advantage of being something of a professional; and this kid (and I do mean kid) started “muttering” loudly enough to make sure I heard, about how I was a disgrace to the uniform (I was wearing sterile uniforms, no rank, nametapes or patches) and he used to be an officer (not likely, he looked to be about 19), and I ought to be court-martialed. etc.
It irked me.
So late in the day, a lot of the guys on my side had left, and we were outnumbered, so there was a lot more pressure on us, I feel this “whap-whap-whap”, and realise someone has flanked me: I ought to have been dead but he had, “buck fever” and fired a burst without really aiming. I saw his head dropping behind some rocks. So I shifted a bit and lined up on the notch he’d been firing from and waited. Sure enough I see his head coming up, right where it had gone down.
I fired two rounds, one in the forehead,and one in the space his head vacated when I hit him with the first one.
At which point (having recognised him) I said, “you know why you died? Because you pulled a tactically stupid and stuck your head up in the same place twice!”
One of my friends (who had been shot already) was about 100 meters away. I was apparently using my, “parade ground” voice, because he said (to the assemblage)” Someone pissed Pecunium off”.
Because I don’t trash talk. It just makes people want to shoot you.
or Mr “impossible on women with hair,” whose only contribution to the world was inspiring this Pierre comic.
Gah. I still get it mildly – stupid thing’s got worse with perimenopause – but Ponstan painkillers take care of it.
Pecunium — my snark is my biggest downfall sometimes, I’ll admit it. Technical aspects aside (but thank you, my spatial reasoning skills laid that all right out for me), how in the fuck is being good at paintball anything like a disgrace to the uniform? And 19? ROTC?
Now I want to play you, see how many times I die. Probably a lot. I’ve never shot at anyone, mostly cuz all the things I’ve shot have either been potentially lethal or REALLY FUCKING PAINFUL (ah airsoft guns!) Well, laser tag, but having to hit specific spots is really frustrating, particularly when the arena is indoors and blacklit. Being able to actually see is rather helpful! In short, I’ve never had the opportunity to do any real aiming, not when the only cover is wall columns and everything is thus totally exposed and I can only sorta fucking see. Under that BS set of conditions, run fast and fire a lot seems to actually work best. Which is stupid. (I really hate that place)
I’m going to tell you a secret about laser tag areas: the guns don’t shoot. They “see”. The blinking lights you wear aren’t the targets of a laser. They are the way the camera in gun knows who was “shot”. The relative effect is mostly the same, but the ways in which one aims are different.
And Paintballs hurt too. There’s a reason five meters is often called, “too close to shoot” and on can just declare the person dead if one can sneak up on them.
The “disgrace to the uniform” is that we aren’t supposed to wear it when we aren’t on duty, which is why I wore a sterile set. I’m guessing the kid had been in JROTC: because he was trying to talk up his knowledge, and he was making reference to actual regulations (the one thing I did do was wear Officers MP Branch Insignia on my collars, but in a way not in keeping with the regulations, so it can’t be said I was, “impersonating an officer” (which is harder to do than one thinks; one has to actually claim the rights/privileges/perquisites. Not merely wear the clothes).
Honestly, I think he was upset about his team losing every round that day. It was a blowout, and probably sucked for the other side; but short of letting myself/my team get shot, there wasn’t much I could do about that. They were outclassed, like the Broncos were yesterday.
But, but, but, evolutionary biology has gone away from all the ‘higher evolved’ nonsense, since all extant animals have been ‘evolving’ ever since life started! It’s more of how derived lineages are, or how complex they are… and complexity doesn’t always mean better!
AHHHHHHHH!!!!
Sorry, Bio-math major problems. Only, all of you already knew he wasn’t the brightest bulb in the shed, so I just ranted for no good reason, eh?
I’m going to go read some properly done evopsych, with a robust methods, results, and discussion. It exists, and bears pretty much no resemblance to the stuff this guy was spewing like the bloody flux. It’ll be a good break from the fishy fish and population model papers I’ve been looking at…
::hands ContraPangloss soothing bon-bons and scented fucking candles::
It’s all right. It’s a natural reaction.
Yes, exactly!
The one time I played laser tag, there was someone on the other team bragging about being a soldier. The final score was heavily in his team’s favor, no surprise, but he seemed to take it as proof of generally being a better person than I was. Kind of turned me off of laser tag, to be honest.
And it makes sense that there’s no actual lasers in laser tag, because there are also eyeballs in laser tag and if there are two things that shouldn’t ever mix ….
Hey pecunium, I read about this silly bullet called the Radically Invasive Projectile which basically shatters when it hits something, and thought you might be darkly amused. I gotta hand it to those ammunition manufacturers who cultivate an “X-Treem” image, they make it easier to spot the posers.
Pecunium — interesting about the lasers (or lack thereof), apparently duck hunt won’t work on LCD screens for basically the same reason — the screen doesn’t behave how the gun expects so it doesn’t see the ducks. This was what my brother was telling me while I was trying to find mangos to photograph for you 🙂 (the produce section is boring this time of year)
And I know paintballs hurt, but ever been shot with an air gun? With a new canister? Funny story, my genius brother decided to shoot himself with his first one to see how powerful it was, predictably, he screamed. My father than mocked him for screaming like a little girl and said to shoot him with it. To this day mom is pissed she wasn’t home to witness that!
The rest of what you said…I can’ trigger now, too freaked out. TOTALLY OT though, so yeah, later maybe.
Thanks, kittehserf!
Feeling a bit better, now. I shared the Bon-bons with my pillow shark, Saruman. We’re considering hiding the candles under Moe’s couch, just to see how long it’ll take him to smell them.
Would you like some baked plantain chips with salsa? Oh, and some tuna juice for ceiling-cat, of course…
I’ll take the chips, but have you something non-hot as a dip? I’m the no-tolerance-for-anything-hot-including-table-pepper person around here. 😉
Love the idea of the candles under Moe’s bed! 😀
Well, warm cilantro dipping sauce is pretty good and mild, and they are also pretty good plain, with just a touch of salt.
I could also experiment with a avacado dip sans garlic.. 😉
Ha! “Mild” is not applicable. Seriously, I have no tolerance for any spices.
I do like garlic in some stuff (garlic butter f’rinst) but with avocado ? Keep ’em separate! 😀
Hm… Plain or ketchup is probably best, then. Can I offer sympathy chocolate chip and peppermint cookies? That is about the limit of my culinary skills…
YUM yes plz, and your culinary skills are way ahead of mine! Mine are of the pierce and peel variety.
Falconer: I hope I didn’t come off as bragging when I was talking to them.. We had an advantage, not that I, per se, was a soldier, but that people on my team were willing to treat it as if they were soldiers. If the aim of the game is to win, then the thing to so is take advantage of the skill sets on offer.
I can say (categorically) that I’ve been on paintball fields where my side got hammered. Outnumbered, or out-gunned, or playing against people who knew what they were doing, and were engaging in the principles of, “shoot, communicate, move”, on terrain they knew.
Argenti: I got nailed with a paintball at about 10′ once. Hit me just above the kidney. Some of the most excruciating pain I’ve ever had from a blow.
As to air-guns. No. Those are weapons. Point one at me and I’ll react as if you were planning to shoot me with a weapon.
RE: Kittehs
LBT – does porn (or mainstream porn at least) ever have a non-degrading context for facials and the like?
From what I hear, mainstream porn has precious few non-degrading contexts for ANYTHING.
The thing that disturbs me a bit with “X act is not necessarily degrading” is that it can too easily slide into the “how dare you angry feminists object to any sex act in any context evah!” shit the misogynists trot out. Yes, there are exceptions to every rule but that doesn’t mean mainstream, probable reactions should be dismissed either, does it?
That’s not quite what I meant. I agree, the porn SHOULD be criticized, and that people’s kinks should be criticized, but I want to put the blame where it belongs: with the assholes and douches who make it degrading, not the people who like it, especially women who like it. Women get shamed enough for sexual preference already.
Ah, gotcha! I misread you.
Too damn true about mainstream porn making everything about degrading women. I’m not sure (as I said above) which rapey fantasy creeps me out more: the straight-out terrorising with pain/humiliation or the ones with the “b*tch is realy begging for it underneath” subtext.
RE: Kittehs
Yeah, it’s kinda gruesome. However, there’s a volume of trans porn I bought for hubby (in part because an online acquaintance had gotten published through it and we wanted to support his endeavours) about a woman who pretty much takes the concept of bukkake and uses it to be a celebration and rite of passage. Obviously not at all my kink, but reading it made me feel kinda awesome inside.
Mine neither (one lot of spooge on face = “someone’s got really bad aim”, more than one = Never Happening) but it does sound good to turn it around, completely.
Yeah. If nothing else, it’s just a refreshing change of pace! (Plus she has her girlfriend watching over her to make sure everything goes fine and that she’s enjoying herself.) Consentastic!
“about a woman who pretty much takes the concept of bukkake and uses it to be a celebration and rite of passage. ”
Dare I ask what “bukkake” is and how a woman transforms it into a “celebration” and “rite of passage”?
Go ahead and tell me here. There are some things I just don’t want an online/Echelon satellite record of ever having googled.
It’s several men ejaculating at once on one person.