The Hatred of Women: A new terrible anthem for the Men’s Rights Movement!
Look out, Jade Michael and the Fuck Their Shit Up Crew! Sure, your Men’s Rights theme song “Go My Own Way” was hailed by MRAs around the internet as a work of genius, and, in the words of one eminent critic angry misogynist dude,
a veritable anthem for the red pill crowd … replete with a great, purist rock sound, a touch of humor, attitude, and a ton of gut level, red pill honesty.
It’s Red Pill-riffic! But now Jade and the one other guy who makes up his, er, “crew” now have competition in the Men’s Rights anthem business!
Without futher ado, here is Slumberwall, with a little song called “The Hatred of Women.”
Did any of you make it past the one minute mark? I couldn’t.
Happily, Slumberwall has transcribed the terrible lyrics to the song, so you don’t have to listen to the whole thing in order to appreciate its true Men’s Rightsy awfulness. Here are the best bits, by which I mean the bits most likely to make you want to puncture your eardrums with knitting needles.
Men have no doubt
Just what they’re for
We die at work
We die in war
We die at sea
As the lifeboats float ashore
Women & children,
all aboard
Never mind that, as I pointed out yesterday, “women and children first” isn’t really a thing.
Anyway, back to Slumberwall:
We take the strain
We bear the load
Build the bridges
Sweep the roads
Make the houses
That make the homes
Pay for others
But live alone
And the more that it happens
The more I see
The hatred of women
For men like me
Well, if by “men like me” you mean “men who write and sing the shittiest music that has ever been made by human beings,” I have to say that I kind of understand this hatred.
Nonetheless, on YouTube the Men’s Rightsers are cheering this song as a brilliant work of social criticism.
Wanderer5200 enthuses:
I haven’t had a favorite song in a very long time. But I think this is it.
TheAetherspeak declares
Awesome Song. The voice all purveyors of patriarchy theory remain ignorant of.
Gamenode explains:
Women have never been oppressed but through their reproductive monopoly have exploited men and seen us butchered and enslaved for their own privilege. Fuck ‘em all.
KellyJones00 adds,
Don’t fuck them at all. Just leave them alone. Don’t even donate sperm.
Time for a little bit of a musical palate cleanser.
Make sure to listen to all ten hours of that for the full palate-cleansing effect.
Posted on April 16, 2012, in $MONEY$, antifeminism, evil women, MGTOW, misandry, misogyny, MRA, music, oppressed men, precious bodily fluids, YouTube. Bookmark the permalink. 572 Comments.
Yeah, MRAs are all about the hatred of women.
Slumberwall should make a contest out of how long someone can listen to his song. I made it to 1 minute 47 seconds, but I can’t take any more.
David couldn’t make it past the one minute mark, but I almost made it to 2 minutes. So far, I’m winning.
Because women NEVER die at work, at sea or in wars I guess women just naturally radiate an invisible force field. Those workplace disasters, icebergs and bombs are reserved for men only!
And what do you bet none of these morons has ever built a bridge, road or house in their lives?
Haunting….
I listened to the WHOLE THING, and I learned So. Much.Apparently, women really suck! Especially the ones Slumberwall is related to!
It’s like that discussion on the Titanic thread about how long you can submerge your hands in ice water. Yeah, I’d rather do that than listen to Slumberwall.
Hey, maybe kirbywarp, Tulgey or Dracula can set their poetry to music! That’d be cool. :-)
Oh, and dudes? While you were doing the (majority of) the construction work, we were doing the (majority of) the healthcare and childcare work.
Have fun running a society without that.
No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
I made it to almost 4 minutes — any more and I’d come out the other side like the kid in Stephen King’s The Jaunt: Hair white with shock, clawing out my own eyes.
“I never heard my grandpaw speak/a simple man, mild and meek/he went to work, he went to sleep”
Good lord, I haven’t heard lyrics that lazy since the last time I saw Boogie Nights.
“You never walk, you never run, you are a winner!”
What?!? I thought we were lying on our chaise longues, eating bonbons and reading romance novels.
When I opened this tab I thought David had made up that they called a song “The Hatred of Women.” Freudian slip much?
Actually. I need ten hours of pikachu to cleanse my brain of angry. Just signed a petition to fight the conservatives from bringing up abortion rights in Canada again. I knew it was coming when the idiot MP in town wanted to wonder about it in front of parliment.
http://www.gopetition.com/petitions/oppose-motion-312-rejetez-motion-312/sign.html#se
If you’re canuck and want to see an end to this bullshit…sign.
Here is the comment I left. It’s probably going to be completely downvoted. Oh well…
“And the more that it happens
The more I see
The hatred of women
For men like me”
Well at least you openly admit they hate women now. Still not a hate group guys?
“We die at sea
As the lifeboats float ashore
Women & children,
all aboard”
Hasn’t this myth been debunked a thousand times already? God, you guys are as dense as creationists.
“3 feminists troll dislike it”
Because false-flagging feminist videos and harassing feminist YouTubers is not trolling at all.
*Well at least you openly admit you hate women now.
They’ll probably take full advantage of my grammatical error. Because we know these guys. They will use the smallest excuse to lash out against you.
Hell, they’ll make one up if they can’t find anything!
Now that I’ve actually listened to their first classic song…
Really? “It’s time to fuck your shit up” and “Going my own way” in the same line of thought? Those two are actually rather opposite in meaning and intent. “I won’t marry you, ha! That’ll stick it to you.” Anyway…
This new one was actually audibly painful to listen to… as a human being and a musician. You can sound pretentious and artistic without groaning and whining into the microphone, dude. -_-
As for the lyrics, presumeably the singer hasn’t built any bridges or houses or roads, doesn’t pay for others, hasn’t died at sea or at war… So if women do in fact hate men like him, they don’t hate the people who actually do shit. Then there’s this:
Oh man, this song might actually have a touching side to it! There’s no possible way this line could be ruined.
Oookayyy… MRA stuff, that’s fine. Still rather heartfelt.
… God dammit… What is this I don’t even. Rhyming “stand” and “understand?!?” “ran & ran?” Ran from what? What doesn’t he understand?
*siighh* I see. He doesn’t understand that women hate men. Gahhh…
Vader: “You don’t know about your father.”
Luke: “My father’s dead!”
Vader: “No, Luke. I am your father!”
Luke: *silence*
Vader: “And your mother hates you and hates all men! All women hate men!”
Luke: “No… That isn’t true… That’s impossible!!!”
Vader: “Search within yourself. You know it to be true!”
Luke: “NOOOOOOOO!”
Gee, hate women and live alone. I wonder if it’s ever occured to them that these two states are related. Maybe if they weren’t such angry little entitled gits, they might find someone who likes them and wants to try living with them.
Guess what, MRAs. When you’re hostile toward women, they usually don’t want to spend time with you. Why should we hang around with someone who doesn’t like us for reasons we have no control over?
Shit, childbirth alone has been a mega-killer of women for thousands of years. I recall one stat in my college American history class that during the mid-19th century, the death rate for women in the American south was 1 in 2. That’s right — if you got pregnant in the South in the mid-19th century, you had a 50% shot at DYING. Childbirth isn’t for weaklings.
Oh, long posts… So easy to ninja. :|
I had to stop listening at the 45 second mark, but then I started it up again and pushed through to the end. So, maybe I’m winning?
@cloudiah:
You don’t even know how tempted I am to try to rewrite the song for them. XD Not even snark it, just try to fix lyrics up. I feel like it would be a hollow victory even if I were successful though… :P
Slumberwall? They definitely got the “slumber” part right.
Kirby:
That’s from the Motley Crue School of Songwriting. I can’t remember the song name, but they rhymed “ass” with “ass.” True poets.
Ass
Grass
Crass
Class
Ass
Sincerely yours,
Donsie Lass
Thank you, thank you. Autographs are available from the merch table, folks.
Donsie, just now you have displayed more artistic talent than Paul Elam’s cadre of morons ever could.
Can’t MRAs do, or create, or like something that isn’t completely shitty? I’m actually just feeling sad for them now. Like, so you wanna go your own way and hate women and all. That’s cool. But, like … go to your bachelor hate-fueled hellpad and listen to some good music or something. Read a decent book. Write something that isn’t an absolutely fucking assault on the English language. Why you gotta hate women and art? Does having crappy taste lead to MRAism, or does MRAism destroy one’s ability to enjoy nice things?
It’s just so fucking depressing.
The first thing that popped into my head is that Simpsons episode where Toddler Bart is marching around the house, banging pots together, and yelling at the top of his voice, “QUIET! QUIET! QUIET! QUIET!”
That was a MUCH better song than this one.
They should call it “Hatred of the English Language.” Hur hur hur.
Cause the English Language seriously hates them. Har har har.
C wut I did there?
I couldn’t believe they were so realist about themselves and like others, believed for a moment David made this up.
***
MRA guys, newsflash! You don’t have to do any of that stuff for a woman! You can do it if you want, if you chose to have a lover, a wife, a daughter (WARNING! PIV may result in the creation of a baby girl) or a female friend.
You may have to do it for money, but be reassured, women are in the same position as you.
You may be forced to go to war by your governement, which is very likely composed mainly of men no matter where you live. This is very unlikely to ever happen if you live in the USA.
***
Sigh. I sometimes wonder, how many of these guys does a manual job? Because it just happen that most of the people I know, male or female, who work with their hands don’t spend a lot of time on internet. It might not be statistically relevant, but when I look around me, everybody I can think off fit this binary state. Oh, wait I found one who does not: little brother, who is diying of boredom in college while waiting for a fireman job. I should tell him having a physical (can this be called manual?) job is oppressing him, just to see the confusion on his face.
Obviously, people I know don’t represent the world, but I feel like it’s mostly a class issue: having a computer requires money, time, and skill that are not easy to acquire by yourself, especially if your already an adult. Same thing for internet. I might also be a matter of choice. If you don’t like very much reading, writing and searching through data, you’re more unlikely to be attracted to the internet AND more intellectual jobs (though obvioulsy a job can be physical and manual, like a nurse for example).
Well, that was a mess. But I don’t know how to be more succint on the subject.
td;dr : how many MRAs, especially the people in the OP, actually built houses and bridges?
Not that it would prove them right, I just don’t think there are so many, which makes them all the more hypocritical.
Slumberwall? They definitely got the “slumber” part right.
That was my first thought.
Wow this was so amazingly bad. I made it to 1:52 and I can’t believe I lasted that long!
I had to stop listening at the 45 second mark, but then I started it up again and pushed through to the end. So, maybe I’m winning?
Viscaria also listened to the whole song. If she listened to it without any breaks, then she is winning. If she stopped and started, then you two have a tie.
Exactly. How many times do I have to explain to MRA’s that many of the pink collar professions have terrible pay, no prestige, and no chance for advancement? They imagine all women in the workforce as being lawyers and globe hopping corporate executives rather than waitresses, maids, and nannies. They erase the existence of poor women.
I shouldn’t be surprised by this, but sometimes the absurdity of the mrm just jumps out at me all over again. I mean he must have had some contact with a woman at some point in his life and he must have noticed that a lot of men seem to live with women quite happily, so how did he come to the conclusion that all women hate men and want us to die while we build bridges. I am very confused.
Oops, the first part “I had to stop listening at the 45 second mark, but then I started it up again and pushed through to the end. So, maybe I’m winning?” was a quote by kirbywarp.
Obviously, people I know don’t represent the world either, but as a comparison point my boyfriend is a stagehand. So, he works in a somewhat-dangerous job, largely dominated by men, and he’s incredibly smart and well-read and spends a lot of time on the internetz (as do his coworkers — they gotta have something to keep busy while they’re waiting for their next somewhat-dangerous task).
Anyway, like your brother, this is an industry that he wants to be in, that he likes, and that pays pretty well, despite his lack of formal education or training. For MRAs to imply that he’s only in this career because teh wimminz are making him risk his life for their entertainment is ridiculous.
And frankly, as a sidenote, because his field is so male-dominated, it’s quite a daunting industry for women to break into — at least if they don’t want to put up with sexist put-downs, come ons, and rape jokes. I suspect more women would be interested in breaking into more dangerous, physical fields if we didn’t have to put up with that kind of shit.
They might as well just appropriate “We are the Champions” for their cause. Most of the verses actually work pretty well in an abstract way.
I’ve paid child support
Time after time.
I’ve done my sentence,
Because looking’s a crime.
And bad mistakes,
I’ve made a few.
I’ve had my share of spit spat in my face,
But I’ve pulled through!
*And it goes on and on and on and on and*
Weeeee’ll fuck your shit up, my friends.
That was terrible. Between the dead music and lyrics and then the flickering image, ugh. But maybe the flickering image was supposed to wake you up as the music and lyrics put you to sleep?
Somehow I made it to about 5:39, and then it stopped loading and good god am I not going to wait around for that crap.
Shorter Slumberwall:
My grandpa was a super guy,
he was all nice and meek.
My grandma didn’t like him, though,
so she called him weak.
She was just a jerk, I guess,
and it shows being a guy is really tough.
My girlfriend won’t even wear a dress
and she makes me do all this stuff.
I build her bridges and canals,
but she took my lifeboat anyway;
I thought we were the best of pals,
but with my check she sailed away.
Being a dude is really hard
‘cos women hate us for no reason;
that’s why I’m now an emo bard
staying alone in the Four Seasons.
@Wisteria:
I don’t know how anybody could sleep with that grinnin whisper buzzing in your ear. *shudder*
Historically women have also worked a lot of the unskilled factory jobs, like textiles. Not exactly the safest or most well paid jobs either. These guys desperately need a few history courses.
Tulgey Logger: I like yours better! :D
(I hope the blockquote works)
During my very brief stint at a printing plant, from my first interview onward, I was being gently dissuaded from even considering working in the Press section. All the women were sent to Finishing- and the amount of work or how dangerous never figured into the explanation- because “the men have been working there for a long time, and don’t like changes in their group”. So it was implicitly reinforced, throughout my training and the next two months, in little jokes, asides, or anecdotes, from several coworkers on the floor and in management, that Women do not Work in the Press; it’s the Men’s Section. None of the women in the training groups were sent to the Press. I saw no women in the Press. It was rather discouraging, because I would have loved to see how those machines worked firsthand, but the risk of putting up with stupid shit while trying to do your job was a very effective deterrent.
The idea that someone could read this and decide that this is a prime example of women joyfully using men as disposable labour makes me want to see how long it would take to split my desk in half with my forehead.
Since a lot of women work in health care around sick people, I wonder if it counts as a job related death if they die from something they caught on the job?
Somehow I don’t think that possibility has ever crossed these assholes’ minds…
I actually managed to listen to the whole thing. The music is pretty boring and gets stale very quickly. Little melodic invention with the voice and little harmonic invention with the guitar. They’re like the old masters Berlioz criticized in his Memoirs for only knowing how to use three chords.
The lyrics, well, speak for themselves.
(Not to compare that with construction or the military- I just wanted to illustrate my own example of deterrence.)
@Kendra and kirbywarp, I did listen to it without stopping; but I stopped really paying attention to the lyrics at about the 2 minute mark because I was distracted by the random, pointless photograph flickering. I don’t know who wins. XD
Since 80% of war casualties are women and children I don’t really see MRAs giving that up any time soon, but you gotta wonder about all that dying right left and center on the job. Maybe they could try being a little more careful where they set their pepsi on the keyboard, yanno?
I find it kinda soothing, honestly. But music is the one area in my life in which I have pretty bad taste, so perhaps not surprising. It gets a little old after a few minutes though.
Compared to “Go My Own Way” this one was actually kinda great in my opinion. I prefer the peaceful, sad attitude to declaring revenge on all women in the form of not holding doors.
Listened ’till the end and didn’t even feel like puncturing my eardrums. :P
I made it to 2:04 before I realized that reading web server logs was more entertaining.
It’s amazing what these dudes think women are capable of through sex alone. Its like… for every and any advantage that men might have, women have vaginas, and vaginas are all powerful.
I wonder if Gamenode would trade autonomy for ultimate power that is only accessible by penis. Oh, and if he doesn’t use his penis on demand, he’ll be called ungrateful and selfish.
I know my vagina is so powerful it once stopped WWIII. Tru fax.
cool story bro
so how long before antz shows up to declare that this song is going to win five grammys and everyone will be so moved by it that they ritually burn an effigy of lady gaga on stage?
I listened to the whole song. It’s true, I did.
Using this.
http://youtubedoubler.com/3NCX
My first thought: “Men have feelings too. May I share mine with you?”
Then again this guy makes Mr. Van Driessen sound like Jim “Dandy” Mangrum.
The YouTube channel is “LaudanumByron”? Byron would put a boot in your ass for associating his glorious name with this drivel, son.
Regarding the “men do all the hard work” stuff, my Mom worked in an auto plant and the women on the line got harassed by the men all the time. They’d wear baggy clothes and no makeup in hopes the men would leave them alone. It didn’t work. A lot of the women would understandably switch to desk jobs as soon as they were able to, because they were made to feel so unwelcome on the floor.
I’d appreciate not making light of this,a s it’s a class issue; most workplace deaths are by drivers of various sorts, not middle-upper people. Fishing and mining also kill folks as well. Putting aside drivers, most fatalities are indeed through a flouting of safety laws, but it’s still not so easy as soda near electronics.
Oh god, Kirby, you nailed this. It’s like when NWO says Izzy of Castile had men go off to die so she had fancy dresses; they just have to read idiotic misogynist narratives into any situation where women are nearby XD
Having sex whenever other people say to isn’t work, silly mangina.
*Spits*
It bears repeating guys: the MRM is not a hate group. I repeat, NOT a
chokes back laughter
I’ve worked a lot in “home service” (straight translation of the Swedish word, not sure if it’s the correct one). We nurse old, sick and dying people in their homes. That’s quite often HEAVY work (imagine undressing, cleaning and then dressing again somebody who hasn’t much control of his/her body, or getting a big heavy person from the wheelchair to the bed and back again). It’s not a job that kills people, but it wrecks a lot of bodies. And there are like ninety percent women in this job.
I also work as a teacher and researcher in philosophy. That’s a completely risk-free job, doesn’t hurt anybody, you get intellectual stimulation all day long and have a lot of control over the hours you work. Guess which gender dominates?
Why don’t we write an MRA ballad for them? Each person here could do a four line verse, try to keep some kind of flow to it?
Let’s write it from the MRA perspective. I’ll start:
Had a woman but she upped and left
She left me here feeling on the shelf
Didn’t move on, didn’t find someone new
Found AVfM and my bitterness grew
I found Angry Harry and Mr. E
They divulged me their philosophy
I also found Pinegrove and Girlwritescrap
and Paul Elam, that impotent jockstrap
Started seeing the things that I never did see
The feminazi oppressors, living in a gynocracy
Was angry before I saw it and now I’m angrier still
Said goodbye to happiness when I took the red pill
Exactly. How many times do I have to explain to MRA’s that many of the pink collar professions have terrible pay, no prestige, and no chance for advancement? They imagine all women in the workforce as being lawyers and globe hopping corporate executives rather than waitresses, maids, and nannies. They erase the existence of poor women.
For all the advances of feminism, most workplaces are still pretty segregated, and most women work the same kinds of jobs they worked in the 1950s. So do most men.
The most common jobs for women, as of 2010:
1. Secretary
2. Registered Nurse
3. Schoolteacher
4. Cashier
5. Unregistered Nurse/Therapist
6. Salesperson
7. Retail Manager
8. Waitress
9. Maid/Housekeeper/Janitor
10. Customer Service Rep
The most common jobs for men, as of 2006 (the most recent year I could find):
1. Salesperson
2. Truck Driver
3. Retail Manager
4. Janitor/Caretaker/Building Superintendent
5. Farmer
6. Material Handler
7. Mechanic
8. Carpenter
9. Construction Worker/Contractor
10. Sales/Marketing Manager
The big change from 1950s employment stats is the upswing in retail jobs for both men and women (in 2006, “salesperson” finally overtook “truck driver,” the longtime champ, as the most common job for men). Also, it looks like female salesclerks can now work their way up to managerial positions, just like male salesclerks. Otherwise, things haven’t changed all that much.
I had no idea “truck driver” was even that common a job. #themoreyouknow
@pillowinhell,
Fucking signed! Will these guys never give up?
What the fuck did I just do to my ears? *sobs*
Fuuuuuck Feminists!
First I’ve heard of them, and I sure am pissed.
IIIIIII did not expect
That they were the cause of my lack of sex.
I…listened to the whole thing…What did I just subject myself to?
Why not just repeat the line “But live alone” for the entire song? It seems like the only lyric that cuts to the crux of this guy’s beef(cuz no one else will…)
Read some radical feminist websites and you’ll see a real hate movement. Men worship death. Men are incomplete humans. All men enjoy raping and beating women, and are pedophiles. And on and on.
This is perfect. You’ve got the trashy ’80s charts-rocker for the middle-aged “paying child support stinks” brigade and the “it’s so unfaiiiiiir!” post-emo ballad for the perpetually adolescent Nice Guys. Now we just need something suitably old-timey and hummable for the folks who insist on using full names and going on about replacing their wives.
Wait, no, that exists.