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Ladies! Stop working and concentrate on what you’re good at: Being young and fertile!

Seriously, you gals can't even sit on chairs properly!
Seriously, you gals can’t even sit on chairs properly!

Ladies! Stop doing stuff! Doing stuff is for dudes. So quit it with all the doing and concentrate on the be-ing Because that’s all you gals are good at, really.

That, at least, is the thesis of some dude who calls himself Otis, who did a thing over in the comments for a New York Times article. Our old friend Heartiste liked that thing he did so much that he went and did a thing with it on his blog. By which I mean he quoted it.

Otis started off like he was giving a lecture at Birmingham School of Business School:

Peter Drucker, in his famous essay Managing Oneself, advised strongly the need to understand your strengths and weaknesses, and observed that you can never win by improving your weaknesses, only by improving your strengths.

Then on to that doing and being stuff.

In broader socio-economic terms, we have given women the opportunity to build on their weaknesses (ability to compete against men) and discouraged them from capitalizing on their strengths (youth and fertility).

That’s right, gals! Stop working! Stop doing research and practicing medicine and starting businesses and caring for old people and cleaning hotel rooms and writing books and running for president and, well, pretty much everything you gals do.

Well, not absolutely everything. You should be taking every fertility drug you can get your hands on, and popping out new batches of babies, three or six or ten at a time, like puppies.

Oh, and you should be moving backwards in time. Work yourself back into your teen years, if possible, because that’s what the PUAs assure us is the height of female hotness.

Otis isn’t quite done yet:

They compete through artifices of fairness and inclusion that are borne on the backs of an ever-dwindling pool of male supporters.

That’s right, gals. You’re terrible at what you do. Dudes have just been humoring you the whole time, and cleaning up all the messes you make.

We have weakened society as a whole by building on women’s weaknesses in attempts to make them the equal of men, rather than encouraging them in their natural strengths.

Seriously, gals, QUIT WORK and GET YOUNG before you destroy Western Civilization or something.

And while this charade is going on, men are encouraged to adopt feminine attitudes and lifestyles at the expense of their own natural strengths, now deemed unnecessary in the new gender-neutral economy.

Dudes, butch yourself the hell up!

Don’t be like this guy.

 Just a modern guy
Just a modern guy

Seriously, women can’t do anything that a contemporary Red Pill dude could ever respect. I mean, look at the movies they make.

 

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WeirwoodTreeHugger
WeirwoodTreeHugger
6 years ago

I can’t remember which director it was, but it’s been said that oftentimes the way to make a movie better is to cut your favorite scene. I think that could be applied to prose too. Manospherians are way too self indulgent for that.

Kat
Kat
6 years ago

And the women who are neither young nor fertile . . .?

Alan Robertshaw
6 years ago

@ WWTH

It’s a screenwriting cliche. No one seems to be sure who first coined the term, but there’s general agreement that it originated from the “kill your darlings” advice given to aspiring novelists.

As to the origin of that phrase, Agatha Christie used it, but in reference to favourite characters. William Goulding generally gets the credit for using it in the terms of cutting out your own personal favourite bits of the book or preferred tropes.

Redsilkphoenix
Redsilkphoenix
6 years ago

I was under the impression that ‘kill your darlings’ was coined by Mark Twain a couple of centuries ago. Or was that mistakenly attributed to him?

EJ (The Other One)
EJ (The Other One)
6 years ago

@WWTH:
The director I heard say that was, terrifyingly, M. Night Shymalan.

Sheila Crosby
6 years ago

At the risk of nit-picking, I think purple prose is due to arrogance more than selfishness. They don’t believe that they have anything to learn. Also, good writing generally involves rewriting. They’re too arrogant to think that’s necessary and too lazy to make the effort.

Also, it’s easier to write clear prose when your thoughts are clear.

Actually, last night I came across the purplest prose I’ve ever seen. Well no, not purple. I think most of it’s gone through purple and ultraviolet, and it’s well into X-rays if not gamma rays. It’s from Sarah Hoyt, this year’s sad puppy organiser.

Depart from us in peace. Go lick your chains and cavort before your masters at their command. Relish the slavery you purchased so dearly.

http://accordingtohoyt.com/2016/03/19/the-gangll-know-i-died-standing-pat/

Redsilkphoenix
Redsilkphoenix
6 years ago

For a much better use of purple prose than what the manosphere can dredge up at it’s best, I give you The Eye of Argon:

http://www-users.cs.york.ac.uk/~susan/sf/eyeargon/eyeargon.htm

Enjoy. >:)

ETA: a history of that story in SF fandom:

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Eye_of_Argon

Enjoy again. XD

Alan Robertshaw
6 years ago

@ redsilk

I tend not to trust anything on the net (other than what people say here) but a quick google brought up this

http://everything2.com/title/Kill+your+darlings

Executive summary: sometimes attributed to Twain but no evidence for that.

Skiriki
Skiriki
6 years ago

The best version of Eye of Argon is MST3K version.

EJ (The Other One)
EJ (The Other One)
6 years ago

IMHO, My Immortal is better than the Eye of Argon.

(Jackie: Please don’t link that My Immortal youtube series again. That would make me very sad.)

dlouwe
dlouwe
6 years ago

Oh gods, Eye of Argon is basically the book version of The Room. This is amazing.

The startled priest released his crushing grip, crimping his body over at the waist overlooking his recessed belly; wide open in a deep chasim. His face flushed to a rose red shade of crimson, eyelids fluttering wide with eyeballs protruding blindly outwards from their sockets to their outmost perimeters, while his lips quivered wildly about allowing an agonized wallow to gust forth as his breath billowed from burning lungs. His hands reached out clutching his urinary gland as his knees wobbled rapidly about for a few seconds then buckled, causing the ruptured shaman to collapse in an egg huddled mass to the granite pavement, rolling helplessly about in his agony.

This is a paragraph dedicated to describing a dude having been kicked in the balls. I don’t think I’ll ever stop laughing.

WeirwoodTreeHugger
WeirwoodTreeHugger
6 years ago

I know I can’t get through a day without clutching my urinary gland.

Clo
Clo
6 years ago

The guys who actually believe this are stupid.

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