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.
So in Scotland, they deep fry their pizza. I am impressed, and I want to try that someday.
Now I have a pizza question for David, since he’s in the windy city. (If anyone else has an opinion on this, feel free to weigh in)
Is it true that Chicago has the US’s best pizza? Or do you think that New York style is better?
@Theda
As in, I want to know what you were going to say. Sorry I wasn’t clearer.
May I confess that I’m turning 24 soon and I’m freaking the eff out about it? Not because I will soon be hideously ugly to misogynists — that’s all plus — but for ohmygodwhoamiwhatshappeningicantkeepscrewingaround reasons. :-3
@Aaliyah not me, just the peanut gallery! Get your education at all costs. That’s from both of us.
Bionicmummy….deep fried pizza is not the delicacy you may be imagining. Usually you buy it from the chippy, on the way home in the freezing cold after too many beers. I’ve never eaten but even through beer goggles, it looked suspect.
I worked for 3 months in VA when i was 19 (in a truck stop!). First time in the States, first times eating American pizza, first time eating Haagen Daz. I was so upset when I flew home thinking I wouldn’t eat them again
Of course, I did, they went worldwide eventually and also my tastes changed. But I still remember feeling the loss.
Great big welcome to all the new people I haven’t said hello to already!
I’m loving this thread. Mum thinks I’m turning into a chook from all the strange cackling noises I’m making reading it.
Ophelia, I’ll be fifty in a coupla months, stop frettin’ woman! :D I can never decide who’s older: Mr K in actual years, ‘cos 411, or me, cos in earthly years he only made 41. Is he a shockin’ cradle snatcher or am I an almost cougar?
I want to go to Chicago someday (maybe when it’s really hot here and nice there) and try to find some deep dish eggplant pizza. It has to exist, right? Because it sounds delicious to me, and I’ve never had any. I’m not sure what I think about deep fried pizza, though. What’s the opposite of gilding the lily? It sounds like that.
Ally, I’m sorry your dad is so controlling. My dad got that way when I went away to school, after living at home for two years and going to community college. I’m not even sure what his problem was. Money and control mostly. Anyway, my sympathies.
Ah, existential dread at the prospect of age and time.
Yeah, that’s always… fun? Thank frak my age means I can just pretend I don’t care about that concept. And people believe it. Then I can roll back and forth quietly in the corner of my apartment when no one is around.
@Viscaria:
Good luck!.
Congrats, Aaliyah!
@Kittehs’ you are both cougaring each other, thus making that awful phrase obsolete.
I also found this site by lurking on Captain Awkward.
I appreciate your concern, but I disagree somewhat. Education is definitely important to me, but I’m a woman, and I can’t stand living like this. I really need to start HRT soon. As long as I get some help from my older siblings and I get a decent job as a web developer, maybe I won’t be as badly affected if my father cuts off his financial support.
So now we’re talking age? You do know there’s a distinction to be made between old and mature, don’t you.
Well, none of you will ever be as “mature” as I am. Being 65, I now regret not having subjugated whole swathes of the male population. I’m glad David has provided me this forum to encourage others to take on the tasks I so thoughtlessly left incomplete when I could have done so much more.
But I’ll do my part. I can still shop for matching towels and other items.
Well it sounds cool. I mean, pizza is awesome, and fried foods are awesome, so why not mix the two and make it double awesome? But then this logic wouldn’t work with other foods, like “Chicken friend steak is awesome” and “Chocolate syrup is awesome. Therefore chicken fried steak with chocolate syrup is awesome”.
And I agree with you on Haagen Das. That is some good ice cream. It’s almost up there with homemade ice cream.
Would it be “putting whip cream on a hot dog”? That means to put something fancy on top of something that is more plain. And eggplant pizza could be interesting. I’ve had artichoke pizza before and was surprised at how good it was.
Regarding pizza, I can’t think of anything better than New York style. It’s just fabulous. I have fond memories of eating at all the NY style pizzerias in Boulder, CO when I was 12. (Yes, I know Colorado isn’t New York, but it’s still wonderful pizza dammit)
Thanks Fibonachi XD. I am placing too much importance on a number. And on a word. That word is “mid”.
Ally, you should be hugely proud of yourself for what you’ve accomplished under really shitty circumstances. I look forward to hearing about UC Santa Cruz!
@thebionicmommy:
“Chicken friend steak is awesome”.
Actually, coating my friends in chocolate and devouring them bit by bit as a snack is something of a past time around here – but after discovering Manboobz, I obviously only do it with my male friends after callously denying them sex for just knowing me.
The confusion adds so much to the flavour.
I have been on Manboobz for years now (it be three years old! And just as cute as the day it was born!) and I wound up here from an Amanda Marcotte update on Facebook.
Now if you will excuse me, I have to go feel old now.
Moving on to the EXTREMELY IMPORTANT topic of pizza…
New Haven pizza is the very best. It’s called apizza, and it’s very thin crust, and it’s often not round. I’m about to go visit my sister there and I’ve already told her we’re eating pizza multiple times.
I believe that what I have said in this comment is the objective truth, and that’s real.
Sometimes I feel this way myself, though it’s not solely due to women. It’s the attitude of an entire society- men, women, children- who hate me and white men like me.
ACTUAL THING AN ACTUAL PERSON SAID.
@Pro-Equality MRA:
I know what you mean. Sometimes, I feel that way myself. Though it’s not solely due to the attitude of an entire society. It’s the sad fact that sunlight is anathema to my kind, and the sweet whisper of the night is what keeps me alive – being the creature of the lower depths that I am, with that damn inability to exist in direct sunlight and the gaze of humans (whose disbelief feels like a thousand jagged knives)…
I think we all feel that way at times. I am turning 34 this year and feel like I am in a total rut. The depression that never seems to fucking leave already is not helping.
I wish I had some kind of pithy advice that will solve everything but I do not. I do have internet cookies though if you want some.
Right, PEMRA: Pity the white man, he’s oh-so-oppressed. Fuck off.
Can we please go back to talking about pizza?
I have family in Chicago and visit there often, and honestly I find their pizza kind of meh. It’s way too greasy and I don’t think the crust is made of good bread (obviously wide generalization, I have also had divine pizza in Chicago…but as an overall thing I haven’t had great luck). Plus, no green chile, or if they have it then it’s less spicy than a friggin’ bell pepper!!!* Other spicy flavors just aren’t the same.
Deep-dish eggplant does sound amazing though. I love eggplant as a pizza topping.
*I’m a native New Mexican and we take our chile all kinds of serious. And also put it on literally everything. And I do mean literally—I eat toast with peanut butter and red chile for breakfast every morning, for example.
Viscaria: If it makes you feel any better, I’m 41 and still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, except for internet misandrist harpy.
Sometimes I feel this way myself, though it’s not solely due to deep-dish pizza. It’s the attitude of an entire society- men, women, children- who hate thin crust pizza and people like me who love it.
AK: best Mexican food I ever had in my life was in Roswell, NM.
As far as pizza goes, I’m not a fan of deep dish. I like my crust thin and super crispy.
“ACTUAL THING AN ACTUAL PERSON SAID.”
In 2013, it’s the truth. I am the monster to this society. Sometimes I think, why am I participating? Then of course, I remember that there are good things in life too, friends and family who don’t judge me on the basis of sex and race. Still, it gets to you sometimes. I see where Minter is coming from (even though he’s a little weird in other ways).
I’m in my mid-40s, and still have problems thinking of myself as an adult. Also, I think being an internet misandrist harpy is a fine aspiration, and I worship at hellkell’s feet. :D
Also also, New York-style pizza is acceptable if you can’t get to New Haven.
Sorry Cloudiah.
Um, I am a terrible person because I actually like Pizza Hut pizza but I once had this amazing pizza at a Greek restaurant that has sadly closed with the most amazing mozzarella ever
PEMRA, talk about pizza. What kind of pizza do monstrous, evil white men like?
@Aaliyah Like I said, don’t know you. You do you. And pizza. Just make sure there is plenty of pizza.
Even a kind of bad pizza can be good when you’re really in the mood for pizza. Except once I got a pizza and the dough was still raw — that thing was un-salvageable.
Thin-crust pizza is best pizza.
@princessbonbon:
Ugh, that is a suck fest. I’m sorry. Stupid depression.
@Hellkell:
That… sounds really awesome actually? Internet misandrist harpies 4 lyfe.
It depends on what kind of monstrous, evil white men they are.
If they’re subterran troglodytes, they prefer mozzarella and grease
If they’re beta-slubs, they prefer pineapple and leftovers
If they’re not male models, they like something with a thin crust and lots of beef
If they’re oppressed, controlled ghosts, they prefer light pizzas of the margherita kind – to run easier, when they need to.
That happened once when I went to Chicago with this very hyped pizza place. Someone was like “YOU HAVE TO GO TO THIS PLACE.” and I was “okay.”
And then it was half raw and the wait staff made us move after we had finally gotten to sit down after a 40 minute wait.
One of my favorite Youtube celebrities said that we should have all world meetings with only day old pizza since EVERYONE loves day old pizza. I thought he was onto something.
Thanks Viscaria. :)
Would monstrous white men ever eat a famous New Haven style clam apizza? (Yes, that’s a thing. I might try it while I’m there, but I’m kind of squeamish about shellfish.)
Every now and then, a Pizza Hut meat lover’s pan pizza is the answer.
PEMRA: what kind of pizza does the misunderstood white dude like to cry into?
I’m not a fan of pizza. Also, I’m on a diet at the moment, because I’m trying to look good for the shorts season. I’m getting older and want to take advantage of what youth I might still have. But these are all personal details, about my personal life, and one thing I’ve noticed is that no one cares about the personal lives of the evil white men.
Mr. HK is from Hawaii, and so called “Hawaiian” pizza sends him into fits just thinking about it. He says if it were truly Hawaiian pizza, it would have Spam and not pineapple on it.
The shorts season? What are you, 80?
PEMRA: we just don’t care about the lives of trolls like you, so sorry.
PEMRA, what is your favorite food, when you’re not dieting?
PEMRA
It sucks, all those mras are doing stuff to make you look bad, and it isn’t even you’re fault.
I AM MAKING SO MUCH PIZZA THIS WEEKEND
Okay, I’m making 4 crusts, 3 to freeze. That way, I can get creative with toppings on week nights later. I have a cast iron pizza pan, which makes excellent pizzas if you preheat it for at least 30 minutes before you put the dough on. So, this weekend will be ordinary veggie pepperoni and pepperoncini, and later, who knows? I might make a pizza with peanut sauce, or one with a salad on top. Or an Indian pizza! (Saag paneer pizza, yum.)
PERMA, if you don’t like pizza, go away and eat your favorite pizza-like thing. Quesadillas, maybe? Or grilled cheese? Anyway, go.
“your”
Hey, I’m having fun getting a glimpse of the life of these “white men” since we hear so little about them in mainstream culture, as they’re so universally reviled.
What kind of shorts, PEMRA? Bermudas? Not those shiny basketball-style shorts I hope — I hate those. Unless you’re actually a professional basketball player, don’t wear those.
@Pro-Equality MRA:
Good luck with that, and best wishes. It sounds like you’ve set a good goal to work towards there, for your own benefit. You might actually want to take up eating pizza, since it has a great taste and can be customized to be remarkably healthy. Enjoy!
@hellkell:
Actually, that one isn’t unknown to me either – the shorts season, where people wear shorts, because its warm. Although you are right, I think most people call it “Bikini time” now a days or “Beach season”.
@Thread:
I love pizza with pineapple, although I have never understood what’s very Hawian about it. It confuses me. Pineapple, black olives, turkey and cheese. Tomato, thin crust. Warmed until it it’s just a tiny, tiny bit black so it’s deliciously crunchy. And then I sometimes—brb, ordering pizza.
Nah, I still inquire about the wedding plans of Squeaker, the right wing Republican lawyer I know who is getting married in September.
You, on the other hand, I could give less than a fuck about because your name degrades the name of a beloved pet.
You’re right cloudiah, we never hear about white men and what they like and how they live. We need more!
Still catching up …
Aaliyah, wonderful news, congratulations! The more I read about this, the happier I am for you!
I love that 19 Things Northerners Miss. Did anyone here watch any Auf Wiedersehen, Pet series? My favourite’s the third, when they take the Middlesborough Transporter Bridge to the US.
Theda Bara, ophelia, thank you! Sir and I had a lovely anniversary (I hope to write it up today – ANZAC Day here, so I’m at home). That is, if I a) get through the comments and b) am not constantly interrupted by “pay attention to me this instant” Maddie.
Back to the age thing … only time I can remember feeling down about a birthday was when I turned 42, because I was older than Mr K ever got to be (this was before we were in contact or I had any notion that he was still alive).
I can’t add much to the pizza conversation ‘cept to say the pizza place in Yosemite Park does a suprisingly good pizza. Even if it does confuse the heck out of ‘em when you ask for “tomahto” instead of “tomayto”. :)
Hey, if we’re frightening the
poor demonised white guy Pemra twit off, what about bra sizes? That usually works. I’ve gone up to a D cup! I has a happy!I think it’s cool when chefs toss pizza crust in the air. And here is a white man throwing pizza. He makes this look easy but I bet it’s actually hard.
I feel like an anthropologist who has uncovered a valuable informant.
“New Haven pizza is the very best. It’s called apizza…”
This is an entirely true statement.
Aaliyah — congrats!! And regarding HRT, on paper, he shouldn’t find out, because of medical privacy laws…effects wise, avoid him as much as possible? Claim you have to focus on studying?
How I found y’all? Um…from where…Feministe led me to Pervocracy and it’s in the sidebar over there, I think that was it.
@hellkell, I am 33. It’s harder to look good than it used to be, but I have to keep trying, don’t I?
@cloudiah, I guess I should have said “the swimsuit season”.
Fibi: I think most people just call it “summer” now. I expect next PEMRA will be giving us rules about wearing white after Labor Day.
It’s called Hawaiian pizza because HI used to be the main place to get pineapples from. Now it’s most Costa RIca and other Central American places.
“You’re right cloudiah, we never hear about white men and what they like and how they live. We need more!”
Well, you definitely hear a lot about how horrible people like me are, so I guess that’s true.
I’d love to, I don’t know, read a book or watch a movie about these hated white men, to learn about their secret lives. Too bad no such book will ever be published, nor such a movie filmed.
*Cries eagle tears for the white man*
PEMRA: no, straight white dudes can pretty much give the fuck up regardless of age, and they won’t get anywhere near the shit a woman will.
Well that’s a first, borking the strike html code! :D
HEY PEMRA
MY HUSBAND’S A WHITE GUY
I LOVE HEARING ABOUT HIS LIFE
And in the interrupted broadcast, I have gone up to a D cup and am very pleased about it. Getting fatter has its benefits!
P-EMRA, what sort of hobbies do “white men” engage in? Fencing? Cartography? Hunting for wild
mammothsmushrooms? Synchronized swimming?PEMRA: yes, MRAs are horrible people. Next.
Plenty of men hit 33 or much older and are still considered handsome. Hell, Harrison Ford is like a million years old (I am cheerfully exaggerating) and still gets plenty of ladies swooning over him.
I used to work at a pizza place. Pizza’s great, and thin crust is best, especially cold.
Please be nice to pizza delivery people. They have to put up with a lot.
Also please don’t order pizza for delivery during thunder storms, especially if there’s a tornado watch. It’s not very nice, and you wouldn’t believe how often people do it.
THAT’S WHY? I… But that’s… But that’s… coherently and logical and simple and makes perfect sense and thank you. Thank you. I guess that solves that mystery.
It’s difficult to get information like that, since as a demonic entitiy unmoored by the laws of society and shunned by sunlight, I can’t just go outside and ask. :]
cloudiah: I thought their main hobbies were oppression, screwing people out of money, and fucking the economy, but that’s rich white guys. I have no IDEA what regular white guys do for kicks.
TELL US, PEMRA, TELL US. Go for it.
princessbonbon:
Paul Newman. Gregory Peck.
That is all.