Back in his pickup artist days, Roosh Valizadeh was rather fond of fornication, engaging in it as often as possible with women he described as “lubricated holes,” and writing a small library of self-published books devoted to his distinctly rapey version of “game.”
Then, some three years ago, Roosh found (his version of) God while on ‘shrooms, gave up his career as a pickup guru, and took up a new career as a raging religious reactionary and far-right “thinker.” Now he writes blog posts with titles like “5 Reasons Why You Should Never Experiment With Casual Sex,” “Modern Psychiatry Is Demonic,” and “How To React When Relatives Attack Your Conversion To Orthodoxy.”
I know I should probably move on from Roosh, but I still see his posts on my Feedly feed, and I can’t help clicking on his clickbait.
Today the article that grabbed my attention was one with the melodramatic title “I Am The Peasant Revolt.” The post, a mixture of right-wing conspiracy theory and grandiose narcissism, opens with this declaration:
It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. I’m not supposed to be sharing the truth with you. They had a specific plan for me, but I figured out what it was and revolted against it. They punished me to get me back in line, but I will never follow them.
Hoo boy.
So what is he going on about? Well, he starts the essay proper by talking about the Immigration and Nationality Act of 1965, which he portrays as a plot by “a certain demographic in America” — he means “the Jews” — to open the country to a flood of immigrants from the Middle East, Africa, and Latin America. Including his own parents, who took advantage of the opportunity to migrate from Iran (his dad) and Turkey (his Armenian mom).
Little did they know that they were part of a vast conspiracy against white, Christian Americans.
The plan of the regime [he means the US government] was simple: culturally sterilize the white population, their greatest threat to power … and replace them with atomized non-European people who will obey any directive to come and reside in the United States to enjoy its first-world comforts. Through the pursuit of their material self-interests, my parents unknowingly consented to this plan.
Not only that, but they had a couple of kids, one of them being Roosh,
who were supposed to accept without question the prime directives of the regime: consumerism, comfort, casual sex. Their son abided by this plan and exceeded it to a foul degree. He injected the sexual revolution with the addition of steroids, spreading degeneracy around the Western world and unknowingly aiding the depopulation agenda through the fulfillment of his carnal desires.
I’m not sure how having sometimes unprotected sex contributes to the “depopulation agenda,” but do go on.
He was supposed to be a rootless Cosmopolitan who supports abortion and foments grievances against America for being racist against non-whites. He was supposed to feed the divide-and-conquer plan of men versus women so they would never pairbond and create families. He was supposed to be an obedient corporate worker, a mindless consumer, an enjoyer of soybean oil.
Oh no, not the soybean oil!
Roosh suggests that the US is now flooded with “peasants”
who were educated in atheist universities to be shown a window of the pleasurable ways of the world of man,
But some revolted against all these cosmopolitan delights
and went on to flatly refuse to be a little machine for creating wealth and consent for the oligarchs, or a subhuman beast to satisfy sinful desires, but instead unsheathed the sword of God to speak of the truth of Lord Jesus Christ?
I think that’s just you, dude, unless you’re raising some sort of peasant army.
If you put the truth above all, even above the gratification that comes from physical intimacy, which most men cannot do, you will eventually come face to face with the Almighty Creator, and that’s what happened to me at the age of 39, when I received the grace of God and rejected the plan of the regime to serve their will, when I rejected the plan of Satan to give him my soul.
Having followed the career of Roosh for many years, I’m not entirely sure he has a soul to lose. Despite his alleged “repentance” he has yet to address his real sins — not using soybean oil but, you know, pressuring women into unwanted sex and teaching others his strategies for doing so.
They gave me a degree in microbiology to use in developing vaccines, and I now use that knowledge to forcefully speak out against vaccines.
Don’t credit God for this; this is just stupidity on your part.
They gave me the internet and computer technology to be programmed by their words, and I attempt to counter that programming with my own words. They gave me the experiences of promiscuity, travel, and minor fame, and I use those experiences to speak of the harm of having attachments to this temporal, fallen world.
Does your God have anything to say about your overweening narcissism? You remember that bit in the Bible about pride going before a fall? I guess not.
Their plan has failed and they cannot stop me, because even if I am imprisoned or killed, they will only increase the intensity of the spotlight that I shine on Lord Jesus Christ, who is the progenitor of any good word I may say or good deed I may do in this life.
Roosh really wants to be some sort of martyr. An extremely hairy martyr.
I guess it beats working a 9-5 job actually doing something worthwhile for humanity like microbiology.
The second I started to speak the truth outside of their Overton window, the regime activated against me. Their peasant was not behaving correctly. Small punishments tried to get me in line, but then bigger ones, until I was banned from numerous platforms and even nations.
Yeah, I’m pretty sure that had less to do with you “speaking the truth” than it had to do with you advocating the legalization of rape.
They should have never let my parents enter this country. Their peasant was obedient at first, but he has turned into a soldier of God, not with weapons but with his words, body, and soul. May God give us all the strength to speak the truth of Him until our deaths, because we are the peasant revolt.
You’re not “the peasant revolt.” You’re just revolting.
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@Howard
Masse_Mysteria beat me to it. If you don’t like what Stacey does/writes about, you can just … not read it. To borrow from Jefferson, her life neither picks your pocket nor breaks your leg.
Cishet white male privilege gives cishet white men the power to ignore what they don’t like.
We don’t have that power.
I worked really hard to get where I am in a life that is very non-traditional but immensely fulfilling so that I do have the power finally FINALLY to choose in pretty much everything but especially the most intimate part of being.
Yes I am a complete bitch by very seriously making a man’s physical attractiveness to me the first thing on which I judge him. And yeah it is a judgment. My whole way in my life in that respect is a feminist political statement and act of resistance to patriarchy.
@howard
I like Stacy and value what she has to say. not sleeping with someone doesn’t mean she’s body shaming anyone. Saying your not attracted to a certain look is not body shaming.
Also, I really wouldn’t call what Stacey does “shaming” I’ve talked about my husband a lot with Stacey, and not once has she shamed me for being attracted to him or him for how he looks. Even though He isn’t what she would be attracted to since he is 1. a dom, 2. not tall for a man, and 3. doesn’t have the ripped abs. She complements him and our relationship very often. She has never called my husband a creepy jerk because he is not a creepy jerk.
Howard, however, is yes, a sad creepy jerk.
Most of the time if a man says I’m annoying (whether slightly or more so) or is otherwise hostile it’s related in some way to his resentment that he doesn’t meet my physical standards (even to acknowledge him) combined with the fact that I’m very conventionally attractive but not a conventional cishet woman with vanilla preferences. Once again on a blog like this where privacy is protected I cannot say for sure because I don’t know what anyone (including the men) looks like unless they choose to volunteer that, but I have a pretty good idea based on experience of how men act.
And Elaine’s relationship with her husband sounds absolutely beautiful and always has. It is inspiring. As she says what matters is what THEY feel about each other!
Well I for one like hearing of Stacey’s adventures and experiments. I find her funny, smart, and inspirationally enthusiastic about her art.
And there are loads of great contributors like Stacey here. That’s one of the brilliant things about this site. Possibly my favourite.
I am probably as unlikely to find myself dangling from a harness as I am to knit a sweater or bake a cake (although never say never); but I just love hearing from people about all the stuff they get up to, their hobbies and interests, and just their views on life generally.
It’s like a regular Paris salon round here.
@ Vicky P
Well I’m glad you did. I can almost smell those; and imagine the texture as you pull them apart. I suspect that is a very good soup accompaniment bread.
“All purpose” though seems like a bold claim for flour. Unless it’s made of WD-40 and gaffa tape I guess.
@Alan
It’s definitely a good soup bread sort of texture.
*hides her pantry, where she has AP flour, bread flour, cake flour, and whole-wheat flour, plus almond flour*
See she admits it and most of you defend her. at least some of you have some sense.
You people call me a troll and creep. But Stacy is lookist.
I looked up the blog comments policy.
It says Don’t attack people based on their physical appearance.
That what she is doing. She says she gets offended just because a man does not meet her impossible standards. That is so entitled. It shows how society is falling when women act that ways. I remember her from before. It is about time men call out the hypocriticals.
@Howard
The insults you received from Stacey and others were for your behavior, not your appearance.
As best I can tell, Stacey gets offended when men who don’t meet her standards think they are entitled to be part of her life. I’m fairly certain I’d be allowed to say something like “your art sounds really cool” no matter what I look like.
“It shows how society is falling when women act that ways”
I doubt you care, but that’s a really misogynistic thing to say. All people have the right to decide who does, and doesn’t, get to be part of their lives, and women are people.
Anyway, Howard, if you really feel you’ve been attacked because of your physical appearance, the appropriate thing to do is to email David and explain the situation. This is detailed in the comments policy, several paragraphs below the part you quoted.
I am so happy that creepy jerk is upset.
Yes. I will repeat this even more clearly…The ONLY cishet men that I have any personal contact at all are either the three guys currently in my stable or guys whose bodies and physical appearance meet my personal standards, want to be a part of what I do and my art, have shown that their inner beings have the purity to understand it and have been trained by my assistant sufficiently to know the exacting protocol I demand of men coming before my divine presence. If a person is a cishet man the only relationship with me available to him is as one of my guys. And the minimum starting point is having a body and appearance that as creep says meets my standards. (“Guys” by the way is a euphemism I use here on WHTM because some regulars objected once to the term that I really use in my art and life, and that’s ok because I like this community). I have zero other relationships of any kind with cishet men. Not business and not personal friendships. So yeah if a cishet man does not meet my physical standards he has ZERO chance of interaction with me. I’m offended at the thought it.
I am being very open and direct about this because I know creepy assholes will read it and get even more upset which I love because their tears are awesome.
Howard, either you ignored what Stacey said about my husband or you couldn’t follow it. I’d written that he doesn’t qualify for her stable (he’s 6 ft 5, but he’s not ripped and how she would feel about his looks doesn’t matter to him ‘cos he’s my husband and I’m his wife, and that’s what matters), and she wrote:
See, I don’t need her to think my husband is attractive. (ETA: Though I do appreciate that she thinks we’re a beautiful couple. We do work at it, after all.) The last time I cared about a woman’s opinion of my husband’s appearance was years ago, before we were married. Heck, before we were engaged. We’d only just started dating. But I showed a photo of him to a friend, and she gasped, “He’s gorgeous!”
And I snatched the photo back and said, “MINE!” It wasn’t a joke. It was a spinal-reflex-level reaction. Mr. Parasol and I weren’t even officially all that serious yet, but the lizard part of my brain had claimed him, much to my conscious surprise.
Stacey has stated before that our marriage isn’t the kind of relationship she wants, but she admires what we’ve created over the years. That’s perfectly cool and froody with us. We like being a good example of what a long-term monogamous legally recognized relationship is like, but we would never say that everybody has to be married like us. We’ve said that we hope every married person is as happy as we are, but “happy” means different things to different people. (I was going to say “married couple,” but then I remembered we know some polyamorous folks and didn’t want to exclude them.)
Awww, my block quotes got messed up. 🙁
Oh well hopefully it’s evident what I was quoting and responding to.
@howard
Oh no, what a bitch Stacy is. she won’t sleep with men that don’t meet her standards! how lookist of her! however will you live on that one single woman doesn’t lower her standards!
If Stacey is “lookist” then so am I. I wouldn’t have gone out with my husband if I didn’t think he’s hot as fuck.
De-lurking here just for a moment.
Stacey does tend perhaps to hijack threads for really what looks like to me her vanity. How is all her vain walls of text relevant to the blog and its intent?
Saying you wouldn’t even accept a compliment, even if sincerely given, really on the basis of gender, gender expression and appearance? Really? That is something that does make me want maybe to question her commitment to equity and combating kyriarchy. I know I may go against the grain here but her last post might be starting to border up on body-shaming.
Re-lurking now.
This is sacred and beautiful.
Oh I love this so much! This! This! This too is SO sacred! What a beautiful kind of energy! When a woman claims her desire that way there is a scream of joy across the universe.
All such energy converges and sustains and grows and returns to women. That’s why I add mine through my ruthless, tyrannical, angry demands. The more unreasonable and mean about it I become the better the stronger the light. So paradoxically and profoundly beautiful!
@ Vicky P
Aww, and hearing about people’s happiness is another reason I love this place. I like that people can come here either happy, or not so happy. And the commentariat will either be glad for them, or try to help. As appropriate.
But your point reminds me of this. Although it’s somewhat different. But watch til the end.
@Stacy: I’d want to train my own, in any case. Which I have done over the past 40 years with my husband (and vice versa).
I might want some arm candy if I ever start going out in public and crowds again, and my requirements are much less strict than yours. I have a bad neck, so I don’t want them too tall, 5’9″ is fine, and it would only be occasionally. I haven’t your stamina.
But levitating and flying guys sound beautiful! I can picture them striking elegant poses in the air. I have stage experience, but none with flying rigs, or I’d ask to join your crew.
@Vicky: The Mr. and I are also old enough to know the different sounds for different modem speeds. The first time I got online was at 110 baud. One-tenth of 1K.
Also, I’ve bookmarked that rolls recipe! A friend has entirely too many rosemary bushes, so I could help.
@Alan: That judge’s quote (family vs. dishwasher) is an excellent summation. I’m glad the dog’s people got their money back from the vet.
Most people are “lookist” in some way. Stacy likes tall, ripped men. Some guys like short, chubby women. Mix up the genders, orientations, coloring, and builds — you’ll find someone for everyone. I personally enjoy looking at everyone from Chris Hemsworth in full Thor mode, to Denzel Washington being Denzel, to pretty K-pop boys. Yet I am happily married to a scrawny blond geek.
@Vicky again: About the time we became official, the Mr. turned up in suit and tie. I took him down the dorm hallway to show all the other girls and said “He followed me home and my mom said I could keep him.” Which I have, for 40 years. My lizard brain claimed him too.
@GSS ex-noob
So wonderful to see your lovely self again!
Aww, thanks, Stacey.
For those interested in the rosemary rolls recipe, the guy who developed it also has a video demonstrating how easy they are to make:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YtGwtobFS_Y
I didn’t do the thing he suggests about switching to broil for the last 5 minutes – I just baked ’em for 25 minutes total. They turned out lovely and delicious. I had one of the leftover rolls today, and it was still soft. (The leftovers were put into a small tin lined with wax paper, lidded tightly and kept on the counter.) If I ever decide to get super-fancy with them, I’m going to make up some dipping oil with EVOO and whatever herbs strike my fancy.
@Alan
Yep. That pretty much sums it up. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve had to tell other women, “No, he doesn’t have a brother or a cousin of equal worth but single.” I’ve told that to a couple of gay guys, too, come to think of it.
@GSS ex-noob
I respect that definitely! You two sound lovely.
As for me though I can no longer bear training my guys myself. It is beneath my status. I demand they be fully trained before they come before me. In fact them knowing that is part of the living artistic statement. My assistant is absolutely lovely and brilliant, extremely creative and shares my taste in kink as well as being very conventionally attractive and the dynamic between her and my guys when she is in charge is awesome. And I mean that literally! She creates in them by her relentless demanding ways a sense of awe for her and especially for me. They fear the sound and sight of the crack of her whip. They dread and worship the sound and sight of mine.
It takes a lot of stamina! I definitely take down time between projects. It’s just part of the reality of trying to create what we do. As some commenters on here before have reflected and as is so true what we do takes a LOT of work. It looks and is cool when we are living it. The actual reality of making it happen isn’t the easy fantasy that the wankers imagine. It’s real work and physically difficult. Going into full latex (bodypaint) is a great example. I “have” to so to speak and like the result but us twisting around and spilling hair die on one of my good towels while the latex brush falls into the bathtub in our dressing room/bathroom are really just “two crazy little art girls” that exist as much as the Mistress and the Mistress-Goddess.
I like that and we did have some of that in mind. The guys definitely have the strength and conditioning for it. Mainly though what I find most compelling is that them being in the harness and the rig set up in whatever space we do this becomes an established part of protocol. They have to meditate never knowing quite when I will appear but when I do they are levitated. So it’s not actually against their will because they are obviously as people my collaborators but in the reality of our universe they are actually levitated off the ground as a way of expressing my control and power.
I know you’d be amazing! All you need is to know how to be greedy about your enjoyment of handsome gorgeous men! Then the rest comes artfully!
@ stacey
You ever seen Logan’s Run?
Spectacular wire work in that. And I think you might also find the general aesthetic of the film interesting.