Mark Minter takes on Marriage, Mangina Manservants and America’s Matriarchal Infrastructure
Mark Minter’s worst nightmare
Today I’m feeling lazy, so I’m just going to pass along some thoughts from Mark Minter, a fellow best known, insofar as he is known, for leaving melodramatic manospherian manifestos – look, three “m’s” in a row! — in other people’s comments sections. I’ve written about him before – twice! — and he’s recently returned to his old habit of leaving his droppings in the comments here.
This little masterpiece of purplish prose, however, was left in the comments section of Roosh V’s Return of Kings blog (and brought to my attention by a commenter here), where he gets a much friendlier reception than he gets in these parts. His topic: Returning to the United States after spending time abroad. (I’ve cut out big chunks of his comments, as Minty is a tad long-winded.)
I have been back 3 years and I do not seek to engage America in any way. I stay home, on the internet. I shop in the middle of the night for food. When I must be out in the day, I move quickly, efficiently. I interact little with this society that I am no longer a part of. Some of that is age but a lot of is that I have killed my American self and I feel no affection for it, no loyalty to it, and I shall discard it forever, soon. The only connection is feel to it is you, you band of renegade rebels to whom I feel a kindred spirit.
We few, we happy few, we band of douchebags!
Despite the claims of feminists, America is the Matriarchy, the land owned and dominated by women and their mangina menservants, their guards, their infrastructure that so caters to them, their laws.
Yes, it’s true. Along with its mangina manservants — hi, everybody! — America has a Matriarchal Infrastructure. For example, this power plant, located just outside Dacron, Ohio, is devoted entirely to providing electricity for women’s Hitachi Magic Wands.
Anyway, back to Mark’s riveting ruminations:
You see it when upon landing in America. In other places, immigration is almost a “lip service”, a gang of sorts to get money from you when you arrive and when you leave. The security you must pass, when entering. is almost a joke compared to what you encounter when you arrive in America. And it is far greater when you leave, those airlines and airport security forces have a procedure that is not so much that the idea of the country you are leaving, but rather the dictates of America, and its women.
Clearly, only women want border security. If it were up to men, anyone could just waltz in no questions asked, carrying bombs, heroin, large snakes, strange insects, bootleg t.A.T.u. CDs, what have you.
And here you are not a man, but a functionary, a manservant, a slave to women. You see it when you arrive, you feel it, you know it, that stripping of your masculine dignity that begins the moment you leave the plane and enter an American terminal, that herding, that loss of the you that is you. And you see it as you come out on these clean, lit streets, this great giant boring shopping mall, all designed for women, all policed for women, all at the behest of women and those manginas that have bought in … .
Damn you, America and your good lighting! Fuck you and your infernal lack of litter!
It is more than merely cultural, more than social, it is even biological. This matriarchy has dominated even nature here, controlled every last aspect, even the dirt, even the germs, all of the animals, and certainly, all of the men.
It’s true. ALL OF THE ANIMALS. Even my cats are women. Spoiled, pampered women who expect everything handed to them on a silver platter!
Well, not so much a silver platter as little paper plates. Also, I make them poop in a box. But you get the idea.
If you stay, you will remain in angst, a slave to women.
When I close my eyes the image I see is elsewhere.
Weird. I see the completely unilluminated inside of my eyelids, which is not a terribly interesting view.
And when I die, the fact I got to live elsewhere for a time, will dwarf what I feel about here. It is the basis of my rants about marriage and this American life as a married man being insipid, stupid, and a waste of the life of man. Because it ties you to here, it chains you, it removes your option, your hope, that you might leave, and seals your fate as a slave.
So, I guess … don’t get married then? Problem solved!
I don’t think the women of Matriarchal America are going to miss out greatly from you removing yourself from the marriage market. So, seriously, go right ahead.
NOTE: There is no Dacron, Ohio.
Posted on April 23, 2013, in antifeminism, crackpottery, drama kings, imaginary backwards land, imaginary oppression, kitties, manginas, marriage strike, matriarchy, men who should not ever be with women ever, misogyny, oppressed men, PUA, rhymes with roosh, western women suck and tagged antifeminism, cats, misogyny, pick-up artists, pickup artists, PUA. Bookmark the permalink. 1,037 Comments.
From what I have been told, the local brewery has some awesome amazing beer. So no need to travel over 3K miles.
My mangina manservant doesn’t like the taste of alcohol. Can I still oppress him?
Fear not, for I try to perpetrate misandry every day, whether it be through the burning of scented candles, ownership of Ralph Lauren bath towels, or by dating Mr. Baby, who would likely be considered a mangina in certain circles.
Loved the welcome package, thanks; I’ve been lurking long and extensively enough that I’m familiar with most of the inside jokes. Too lazy to make a kitty avatar but definitely willing to contribute kitty photos upon request.
Of course! Offer to make him some sweet tea, but then don’t put enough sugar in it. Another diabolical drink of misandry is pop that has gone flat.
He’s talking about parkour. A mangina manservant will just walk down stairs like a slave , but a renegade rebel man like Mark will do a bunch of sick flips and shit.
Actual footage of Mark braving the boring, vaginocratic mall during the day:
@BabyLawyer
You’re a midwesterner? I’m a midwesterner!* Let us sit in our mutual hate for the mostly republican congressmen!**
In case it’s not obvious, I am not a big fan of my congress peeps. Though to be fair, my state is where “rape babies are gods will” guy ran,so.
*for maximum effect, read this in the most unconvincing tone possible.
**at least where I are, they’re mostly republican.
I’m not a midwesterner, but everything else matches! (Except I turn 26 in 2 weeks.) TWINS.
Are you up in Bachman country? I’m in the one bubble of blue in Wisconsin.
Unless I greatly misunderstood what Bachman County is, I am not in bachman county.
@Fade – Woof, Mourdock, eh?
I’m from Nebraska; our all-GOP national delegation hasn’t done anything notably reprehensible, but they are useless. Both Senators just voted against background checks and one of them voted against VAWA. Booooo.
There are glimmers of hope in our state unicameral, namely some young, smart, up and coming democrats as well as Ernie Chambers. (Ernie Chambers is a truly awesome and eccentric state senator, totally worth a boredom google.)
Nevertheless, being in the midwest is definitely exhausting. We’ll have to commiserate from time to time.
@Fade and BabyLawyer, another midwesterner here! My state has Todd Akin, but luckily he did not become senator. We Missouri voters had a way of shutting that whole thing down.
And that urban ninja video was amazing. That guy is like a superhero or something.
I’m also wondering why Mark Minter stays here in the US if he hates it so much? On the other hand, other countries shouldn’t have to deal with our MRA’s.
@princessbonbon:
Why are you giving him reasons to stay? It’s almost like you don’t WANT Minty to marry me!
@thebionicmommy Perhaps Minty would be better suited to Saudi Arabia, or somewhere similar in the Middle East. I hear it’s a misandry and matriarchy-free zone.
Well, as you know, I live in the mythical “elsewhere”, where men are real men and women are real women and… oh, but wait a minute! I live in SWEDEN, and I’ve learnt from other MRA:s on this site that Sweden is “misandry hell”. So “Elsewhere” then; someplace which is neither USA nor Sweden, and has no airport security, malls or lit streets. Uh… I’m sort of at loss here, trying to place “elsewhere” in some actual nation here on Earth. Maybe that’s a mistaken approach to start with.
@Baby, I bet even Saudi Arabia has airport security, malls and lit streets, all of which are apparently signs of matriarchy.
@Kendra
I’m rather fond of Moosehead myself. It’s a nice change of pace to the smooth beers I tend towards. I also like Alexander Keith’s and Rickard’s White (they serve it with a slice of orange in a lot of pubs here and it really sets the flavour off)..
@thekidwiththereplaceablehead
I thought THIS was the footage of Mark Winters out and about in America
Actually, southern Missouri, which is where Joplin is, is more like the south in a lot of ways than the midwest. Once you go north a bit, though, out of the Ozarks region, then it becomes more midwestern.
Come to think of it, wasn’t there some MRA here a while ago who claimed that Saudi Arabia was a real matriarchy, and the proof was that men have to do all the work while the women just laze about all day long?
@BabyLawyer
Allow me to introduce you to Tom Martin
Are you kidding! It is literally a matriarchy. Why else would woman have men ordered to drive them around, huh?
I can seriously swear someone was arguing this… but I can’t remember where.
@thekidwiththereplaceablehead; Heh, I came at that the other way: stop motion with pixelation.
I just get an image of Minty travelling stop motion on a lay-z-boy through a city without looking up from his laptop.
@Opheliamonarch
Thanks for understanding :) I relate so much to everything you said. In fact I think I must have rewritten this post, like, nine times in an attempt to avoid looking awkward!
Oh, and since we’re sharing, I’m 21, female and Scottish. Yay! :D
25? 25? Oh God, I just realised, I’m 37, gah!
Another weird realisation, I’ve been with Mr.M for over half my life!
Anyway, I just don’t care, I wear dock martens, have no kids, play the drums (badly), and was quite recently I.D. Carded at a night club, so yah boo, sucks to you, you’re as old as you feel, so that makes me…six and a half.
Well, that’s what I’m tellin’ myself anyway, and you young people can’t change that, so poo to you!
*mutters to self* I am not old, I am not old….I was there when Kurt Cobain was still alive…that doesn’t make me old…that just makes me cool…I AM NOT OLD!!!!
Yes, they are all oppressive to men. At the same time, they are all also proof that men are superior. Manly men built all of that for ungrateful women that eat bon bons and watch soap operas all the time.
@Shadow – I was familiar with some of Tom’s groundbreaking work on the impact of chair firmness on misandry but my goodness, I see that was just the tip of the iceberg I have some reading to do! Thanks :)
@Fade – evidently it was our friend Tom Martin who made that argument, Shadow linked to it in the previous comment.
I hadn’t read Mouse’s post when I wrote that last one
21?????????????
I hate you, I hate you, you’re 21 on purpose aren’t you?
Oh bollocks…
;)
@Shadow
That video is amazing. XD though I don’t play assassin’s creed, so I admit I was just watching the athletics.
@Ophelia hey, I was there when Kurt Cobain was alive too. My parents got the Nevermind CD when I was in preschool and I totally got it out and giggled about the baby penis when they were doing other things. (MISANDRY!)
@Mouse – I am jealous of your Scottish-dom…that is all.
Also @Mouse, I’m English, so yay, that’s the closest I’ve been to anyone as far as I know, I’m in Nottingham, yay us!
These inconsiderate gits were planning a party in Texas, Texas! :)
That means we can have our own party here, you can bring the deep fried mars bars, I’ll bring the mushy peas and mint sauce, gotta love our fabulous cuisine :)
Okay, now I see.
You wanna know what actually, genuinely pisses me off about Tom Martin*? He is whining about hard chairs and how they’re sooooo unfair to men, but all I can think of is they’re unfair to people with chronic pain! I mean, in order for me to not hurt enough to do my school, I have to sit on a comfy recliner because… well, because otherwise I start to hurt real bad. It’s like, he’s so wrapped up in his own bubble of privilege that he doesn’t see that there are people who actually could be affected by something other than insufficient weight-bearing-buttocks pads.
Okay, I got to the bit where he’s going on about Saudi Arabia… ugh.
*besides everything
ophelia, I’m in my thirties, also, and I actually like it better than being in my 20’s. Now I know that since I’ve had kids and some time has passed, that certain features aren’t as *ahem* perky as they once were. And gray hairs pop up faster than I can color them away. Fine lines are showing up, too. But I feel like aging makes me more mellow and happy. An added bonus of aging is that the older a woman gets, the more invisible she becomes to douchebags.
I, for one, refuse to believe that Mark could do cool parkour. I’m imagining him more like this.
@Ophelia Don’t worry! I’m only youthful for Misandric purposes! Like, attracting other men my age with similar interests. Mwahaha!
@babylawyer,
‘Your parents’, ‘preschool’ gotta say, you are not making me feel better ;)
Deep fried mars bars? Why have I never heard of such a brilliant food? I deep fry almost else, in bacon grease no less, so there is no excuse for me to have never fried a candy bar. I fry bananas, okra, tomatoes, frog legs, you name it, I will fry it.
Clairedammit: This wasn’t Sweet Bitch, and I grabbed it at the HEB. It was… OK. I mainly got it because a friend was coming over for dinner, and we made bad bitch jokes all night.
@ophelia Sorry about it :) But hey, it’s not like I have it so great. Ask any MRA – 25 is the new 70. In fact, here’s a photo from my 25th birthday:
(I don’t know the finer technical points about wordpress commenting…I’ll learn as I go)
@babylawyer :P
@Ophelia And Shepards Pie! And Black Pudding, and… How about good ol’ fashioned fish and chips? :D I’m a simple lass really.
Nah, I like you and would never subject you to one of our miserable MRAs. Besides, if he drinks then drives, he gets to go to Maricopa County jail.
MUWAHAHAHAHAHA
I can brag I have a decent Congresscritter for once although Kirsten has not bugged me for money yet though. *ponders this mystery*
Shamefully, I have yet to try deep fried mars bar. *hangs head in shame*
@thebionicmommy, deep fried mars bars are only something the mad scots do, we English have a much more refined palate :) I mean, we have pies and beer and chips and black pudding and mushy peas (with mint sauce)…..getting hungry now.
@Mouse, oh chiiippps, battered sausage for tonight I think, yum :)
You’ll appreciate my humour, so Angry Kid it is :)
P.S. getting over your nerves yet? I might seem confident, but after a few posts, my hands are actually shaking, can you believe that? Anyway, power through….
@Mouse, you’ve never had one? I think that counts as treason :)
Does he offer any evidence for this, or explain why he believes it? Or is he just counting on his readers to agree because “blah blah woman r bad”?
Funny y’all mention regional food and things…
http://www.buzzfeed.com/samjparker/things-northerners-miss-when-they-move-to-london
@BabyLawyer, so that makes me, 80? Shit….oh anyway, what was that poem ‘When I am old I shall wear purple’ sounds like me :)
Anyway, off to fret about what I’ve written, time for tea.
Think I’ll have some chippies, battered sausage, curry sauce, mushy peas, and maybe even a pickled egg, yum.
So gonna have a heart attack.
@Ophelia Hahaha, cheers for the vid. I needed a laugh :P ‘A’ve got cheps’
I’m feeling much more comfortable now. Thanks for being so welcoming. It’s always the first few steps that are difficult. I’ll probably regret commenting later and wish I could erase every message. Such is the way with social anxiety :/
Oh, and battered sausage sounds sooooo yum right now. I’ve just been picking away at Sesame Seed biscuits all day and should really make a go at getting dinner :P
I am now craving battered sausage, proper Nando’s and Dame’s chicken and waffles. I need to create my own city so that all these things can come together. Also, raspberry lemonade.
@Fade
The first time my cousin showed me that video my jaw dropped, but ever since then every time I watch it I keep cracking up because the way he jumps off of random things and just flips all over the place is EXACTLY how I play games with cool jumpers!
Wut. Well, at least that proves the female protesters were wrong and that everything’s hunky-dory at Dartmouth! /sarcasm
@opheliamonarch, if it helps you feel better, I am in my mid-40s, so I consider you a spring chicken. :-)
A big hello to all the newbies! Did anyone not get their welcome package? Also, I have a terrible memory, so please forgive me in advance if I accidentally welcoming the same person twice, or “welcome” people who’ve been here a long time, or fail to notice someone who is posting IS new.
Question to any of the newer folks, if they feel like answering: How’d you stumble across Man Boobz? I’m just curiousl
Oh, that all sounds really delicious. I’ve never eaten many English or Scottish dishes, but if I ever go there, I want to try them.
Come to Missouri and I will take you to Lambert’s Cafe, the only home of the throwed rolls . Every time I go, I order the fried chicken livers, mashed potatoes with gravy, fried okra, and if I have room left, blackberry cobbler. They have huge portions and they throw buttery rolls at you to catch at your table.
@cloudiah
Honestly, I don’t remember how I found it anymore. If I had to guess, I likely got the first link from Jezebel, Jessica Valenti, or Feministing, as those are the websites/twitter feeds/writers I’ve followed for a long time.
Regional fare: If anyone, for any godforsaken reason has the kind of discretionary income to blow on a trip to Nebraska, I’d be happy to treat you to a famous Runza or some naughty delicious Omaha steak.
Oh, and I’ve planted some blackberry bushes in my yard, so if I’m lucky and they do well, I can hopefully make my own cobbler with fresh berries. I’ll have to watch some youtube videos and get some books from the library to figure out how to make blackberry jam, too.
Hi Cloudiah! :D I stumbled across Manboobz ages ago when I was browsing some ridiculous MRA content. That’s one thing I can thank those slimeballs for.
You planted blackberries? O.O
I hope you know what you’re getting into.
So, you know how MRAs go on and on about how men die more at work than women, but never actually do anything about it?
Well, other people (unions, occupational health folks, legislators, etc.) have been working on it. Whereas the MRA goal is to increase the numbers of women who die on the job until there’s parity, it turns out that non-MRAs have the admirable goal of simply working on reducing all workplace injuries and fatalities! I know, what a terrible approach.
Wait, it turns out that the non-MRA approach is working pretty well, actually.
Pretty impressive results, right?
So, what is causing workplace fatalities?
Source.
I think I’ll just bookmark this for the next MRA troll who wants use workplace fatalities against feminism. I’ve never quite understood what their argument really was there, unless maybe they think zombie Valerie Solanas is going around shooting men at work? It seems pretty obvious to me that the problem driving workplace injuries and fatalities is capitalism’s drive for profits no matter the human/environmental costs…
Just thought I’d plunk this little unrelated nugget of info here on the current thread. Sorry for the derail, but it’s kind of what I do here. I’m amazed you all put up with me.
It sounds a lot like Marky is a home-body, but kind of resents it? I’m kind of a home-body too, but I don’t resent it. I chose it because I am very uncomfortable in large groups of people. And traffic makes me rage… Also shift work, sweet, wonderful shift work. I’m doing shit at all hours because otherwise nothing would get done. The trick to enjoying life as a home-body is to meet people in your community, have lots of hobbies and for the love of ceiling cat turn off the tv and Internet once in awhile. Who am I kidding though? Minty doesn’t want advice on how to live a fulfilling life, he just wants to angry rage wank that he doesn’t get lady slaves and other people have free will.
Also OT, but prairie problems here… I now have a pond in my backyard :( Its so wet and there’s no where for the water to go!
LOL, my brother warned me the same thing. He said they’re going to take over my yard before I know it. So this will either end up with me thrilled at having free blackberries or frustrated about trying to control a briar patch in my yard.
@cloudiah,
Another thing about workplace safety is that MRA’s complain that workplace safety rules and OSHA “feminize” a workplace. So I think their main goal is to increase female deaths to make the ratios even, rather than lower male deaths to make them even. Their motto ought to be “Why make things better for men, when we can just make things worse for women?”
Food: Los Angeles (or the greater Los Angeles area, which I have seen defined as stretching almost to San Diego) has great everything. Including a new “Peruvian izakaya” in the Marina that sounds interesting…
I’ve never eaten many English or Scottish dishes, but if I ever go there, I want to try them.
I somehow read “dishes” as “dudes” and was in full agreement.
@cloudiah
I stumbled across a GWW video where she claimed that women’s suffrage created special privilege for women because they weren’t also eligible for the draft (due to feminists). I posted a few “wtf no” comments and got swarmed. Then I hit up google and found this place.
As expected, xkcd has solved gender bias forever: http://xkcd.com/1202/ :D
Thanks for answering my idle questions about how you found this blog. I am actually part of David’s stealth* marketing department, and we’re trying to figure out where to put targeted advertising. :D
*It’s so “stealth” that even David doesn’t know about it.
I just turned 50. Does that make me the oldest one here?
@cloudiah – i can’t find the link i was going to email you with the woman’s name from the event, and i can’t remember anything to google it again (can’t remember the professor’s name, just that it’s at EWU?). sorry about that. also, i can’t remember how i found this blog!!! but i knew about MRAs before that.
is mark minter talking about his own life as a married man? is he married? ooch. gross. i’m assuming he’s not really, though, he’s an incel or MGHOW or whatnot.
the matriarchy now gets credit for stuff all teh menz built? how did we get all those matriarchal laws passed, again?
I don’t remember how I first found manboobz. It was a long time ago, I know that, like the spring of 2011. I lurked for a good two months before I ever registered and started posting. At that time, there were more trolls than feminists, so it was kind of intimidating.
@Bagelsan, that one word really changes the meaning a lot! LOL, that’s funny.
Oh and if someone wants a good meal in Joplin, I think the best is Big R’s. They are a BBQ place and their specialty is homemade pies. I like the gooseberry pie, but that’s an acquired taste. A place that was really popular was Fred and Reds, where they served chili and spaghetti red. They were featured on the Ozarks episode of Anthony Bourdain’s No Reservations. They just closed last year when the owners retired, though.
Bourdain also got to try grilled raccoon and squirrel pot pie, but they did all that in West Plains.
@thebionicmommy: My brother and I used to pick blackberries in Oregon at my grandparents’ house. One day, we found a car about 2 meters in. It had been parked near the bushes 20 years previous, and was now completely surrounded by the Blackberries.
On the plus side, home-made blackberry syrup by the case. :)
And since folks are mentioning ages… 36 here.
How I found manboobz:
It was either a link from Ami Angelwing’s or Pervocracy’s blog. I can’t remember, becuase i find almost all my sites like this (links from places I already read)
I think I found Man Boobz from Pandagon back when it was still a stand-alone operation. And I also lurked for a long time before posting, and then posted only sporadically, and now … I am a Man Boobz addict.
Kim Gordon is still awesome.