The Feminists: A story so frighteningly impossible, you won’t believe it wasn’t collectively written by the Men’s Rights subreddit
Uh oh
A tiny group of gallant men (and “their women”) go underground to fight the evil gynocratic overlords. Is this the plot of a terrible dystopian potboiler from 1971, or a description of how most MRAs see themselves, and the world, today?
Turns out it’s both. I found this pic in the Blue Pill subreddit, and now I really, really want to read this book.
Here’s a book review from someone who did.
Posted on July 19, 2014, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 496 Comments.
Lowering the age of consent to twelve? Holy cat. That’s awful. Didn’t the misters just get all upset about possibly being considered pedos?
I just looked at that first link again – is that blond creep with the over-endowed eyebrows the Unamazing Asshole? Never seen a pic of him before.
Only one page in and I’ve already found the perfect illustration of a young manosphere dude. Misogyny, racism, unreasonable demands that you be willing to mold your hobbies around his, Hollywood movies are the opiate of the masses but TV is OK, thinks that nobody else reads books, and btw you better be willing to be a femsub, and don’t even think about talking to him if you aren’t going to promise sex in advance.
http://fedoramancer.tumblr.com/post/91950947991
@ Kittehs
Yep, that’s him! David should write about him again, he reacts with amusing tantrums when poked.
I’d like to know specifically in what ways women are privileged more in his opinion. Some sad curiosity. Silly, I know.
@cloudiah
My favourite part! :)
@cassandrakitty
I thoroughly enjoyed the frantic paddling of the kitty in the sink. I wonder what kitty’s objective was?
Cassandrakitty, I love how the ‘brilliant’ mister can’t distinguish nouns from adjectives. Also, what the heck does ‘hamster me’ mean?
That tumblr! The stupid, it burns!
Even if she’s willing? What a hassle!
This is probably my favorite:
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http://fedoramancer.tumblr.com/image/91951253666
I hope it is satire, but if it isn’t:
LOL, okay, sir: I will completely restructure my romantic and sexual attractions to men to focus on your hobbies, despite the fact that I am only interested in 2 of them (books + art galleries) and only one of them is an actual dealbreaker for me (books–I can’t see myself with someone who doesn’t read, but what they read isn’t so important).
And I’ll ignore my other preferences, i.e., likes cat, isn’t an unrepentant drunk driver (that actually did tank my attraction to an honestly rather cute guy who was really into me).
I’ll do it so you can get laid, instead of all those guys who are actually compatible with me, whatever their hobbies actually are*.
* My hobbies are really female-dominated, and I don’t really expect to find a man interested in them (I’ve recently realized I’m bi and have a crush on a woman in my craft group, so there are other options). But so long as s/he respects my hobbies, I don’t particularly care.
I like how that one’s addressed to the “females of the world.” Nevermind whether that list of interests does/should apply to all women, I’m sure it doesn’t apply to all the various females of every species.
Ewwwww. Of course he reads Adam Smith and thinks that makes him smart. And, of course he’s into ‘rape play’.
Dear Diary,
Today I learned I must cast off my love for the cute orange tabby. Despite his excellent mousing skills and fabulous tail, he does not play minecraft or take me to the opera. His excuse for the former is a lack of thumbs. As to the latter, he claims management will not accept payment in catnip. I must go scratch the couch now to assuage my pain.
Yours,
Muffin
Dear Diary,
I’m sorry, but after heeding the advice of some dude on the internet, I must cut off all contact with the brown tabby boy. Yes, he thoughtfully grooms my face and inside my ears and he’s always up for a rousing game of lets-try-to-bite-each-other’s-face-off, but he does not even know who Shakespeare is, never mind the other too.
I must beg for more food to drown my sorrows.
(Incidentally, Jade is begging for food every time I enter the kitchen. Pan just begs at 4 in the morning by poking me in the face.)
Ah, the wake up and feed me act: http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Jrq03XENSdY
My old cat used to punch Mr C in the face until he’d wake up and provide food. When it’s an 11 pound cat doing that it doesn’t cause much damage, but the annoyance factor is high enough to make someone eventually get up.
(Kitty never did that to me, only Mr C, because he was a misandrist kitty.)
Jade likes to lick my hair, but she hasn’t been doing it since Pan started poking me–probably because Pan does it earlier.
But whenever I had guests over, Jade would go and lick their hair instead. I’m not sure what to think about that.
Mads gave me a Glasgow kiss this morning. Damn, she’s got a hard little head!
The old cat would try to wake up guests in the hope that they’d feed him. I once woke up after my bestie had crashed at my place overnight to a note from her reading “your cat tried to kill me with a plate!”, which he’d apparently pushed off the counter and onto her while she was sleeping.
That’s hilarious. I hope it wasn’t a heavy plate
I once lived with a black cat named Beelzebub who would wake me 1/2 hour before my alarm was set to go off. Every. Damned. Day.
My sister’s cat is an asshole who hates all aside from my sister. She’s even fussy with my sister. This cat strikes me in the head for merely existing. It is just monstrous. I am not allowed to talk to her and don’t even get me started on looking at her. She responds very badly to eye contact and will stalk me and attack my calves when I’m walking if I look at her. Interestingly, she responds extremely well to having her picture taken and will attack me if I put the device down. She wants attention through the camera but not direct.
@marinerachel Just carry a camera with you at your sister’s place. Don’t even take pitures, just carry it and point it at the evil one. It may save your legs!
@ marinerachel,
That reminds me of my sister’s (formerly my grandmother’s) cat. He is a one person cat, and does not like me. He’s kind of old now, but when he first moved in, he would attack my feet, and grandmother claimed it was because I wasn’t wearing socks. Despite the fact that once I was and he caused me to bleed through them.
He can sometimes be friendly, but it isn’t very often, and he switches on the drop of a hat.
marinerachel, strap a cheap camera onto your ankles while you’re at your sister’s place. :P
@wordsp1nner, He’s not being friendly! He’s trying to suck you in!
Our cats used to wake me up via merciless headbutts around seven so I could feed them (my husband can pretty much sleep through an F5). Since kiddo has been getting me up at 6:15, they’re content to let him do the dirty work and just follow me around til they get fed
wordsp1nner, that reminds me of a friend’s cat. He was a little standoffish but didn’t mind a bit of attention, generally. But once when he was sitting in the hall and I walked past, he just belted me on the ankles. Never did figure out why!
Would an orange tabby who plays Fruit Ninja be acceptable? Because I can supply one…
Katz, Fruit Ninja was not on the dude approved list, however, kitty is willing to negotiate. Has said orange tabby worked out a deal with the opera?
Said tabby is reciting an operatic aria as we speak.
Dear Diary,
I am coming to the realization that I am not a suitable partner for one of the fedorakin, due to my lack of interest in opera, gaming, and being submissive. What is the solution to this problem? Can I be retrained, or is lobotomy the only answer?
Declawing also seem like it may be a necessity due to my instinctive response to being addressed as “milady” while someone’s hand is on my ass.
How’re all the kittens doing, katz?
Heheh “my lady” is what Mr K usually calls me, hand on my arse or not. At least with him using a title is just an old habit reasserting itself! :D
Awesome. That’s probably good enough to meet random dudes arbitrary standards for suitable partners ™
Not good. Clem is sick again, Mika lost all the hair on one ear and it hasn’t grown back yet, and Julius refuses to lick his butt (anyone know any solutions to that last one?).
They got kicked out of an adoption event because the coordinator said they made her look bad :(
Why did that one tumblr guy had to bring Minecraft into this! I love the game, probably far too much for someone my age, and now it has been tainted forever. Although, considering I’ve been reading this site for months and the first time I decide to comment is when I see some guy offend Minecraft might be a sign I should play less of it.
In this future, woman dominated world, wanting sex is apparently an exclusively man thing. So to get sex, a man must get permission (presumably from the State) “even if the woman is willing.” This suggests a couple things. First, that women don’t actually want sex. Second, the possibility the State will grant sex even if the woman isn’t willing. Maybe a good beta man who supports his feminist masters will get his pick of any woman he wants (that sounds kinda familiar).
Even in a feminazi regime, the women are sexual objects. The oppression of men comes in them needing to get through lots of red tape to gain access to the objects. I guess making men the sex objects to be “taken” by their feminine overlords didn’t cross his mind.
Another thing that bugs me, and it bugs me about the misogyny culture in general, is the part about men only being reduced to procreation, and feminists working to end this “strictly male function.” What is it with needing to be needed? There must be something that requires them. Women can’t or else they won’t need men. I’ve had people tell me that a bad thing about lesbians is that it shows other women that men aren’t needed. Did it ever occur to men that straight and bi women might want them? I don’t particularly need women, but I sure want them around. Personally, I’d rather be wanted than simply there because there’s no other option.
Back on topic, there’s also a teen book called Epitaph Road about a future in which most men were killed by a virus, and so women were “forced to take over control of the planet.” The women keep men oppressed and their numbers low by using the virus as male population control whenever they organize.
Well, in the case of most of the men who make up the various parts of the manosphere, it would seem that women really don’t want them, and that they’ve generalized from that to an assumption that women not wanting men is a universal phenomenon.
Of course he reads Adam Smith and thinks that makes him smart
If he’s actually reading Smith, that’s a step up. Smith wasn’t a Libertarian.
So, did anyone else notice the fedorakin mister who claimed “Elliot Rodger is our greatest martyr”?
http://fedoramancer.tumblr.com/image/91950473781
The part: “Women can’t or else they won’t need men” should read “Women can’t [insert thing only man is allowed to do] or else they won’t need men.” I used the greater than\less than brackets so it got eaten by the html monster.
Sorry, I meant to say that I don’t think he’s really reading The Wealth of Nations, just name dropping it because he figures he can get away with it because it’s one of those things people talk about, without reading.
@pecunium
I almost wondered if that one was a Poe. It can be hard to tell with fedorakin.
(Kittehs will be laughing at me now, since I specifically sent her a video of the guy with the hat, but there’s a special hat-wearing dispensation for men who aren’t creepy assholes.)
Adam Smith, eh?
“(…) his (Adam Smith’s) theory of sympathy rejected self-love as the basic motive for behaviour. He also defined virtue as consisting of three elements: propriety, prudence and benevolence. By this he meant propriety or the appropriate control and directing of our affections; prudence or the judicious pursuit of our private interests; and benevolence or the exercise of only those affections that encourage the happiness of others. How poor Adam Smith got stuck with disciples like the market economists and the neo-conservatives is hard to imagine. He is in profound disagreement with their view of society.”
– John Ralston Saul, _The Unconscious Civilization_ (V – From Ideology Towards Equilibrium)
@ pecunium – it is very telling that everyone I know who’s quoted Smith at me has quoted from the same two or three passages. Coincidentally, they were the same two or three passages that quoted in my high school economics textbook.
Smith does seem like an odd choice of figure to worship for people as self-indulgent as the fedorakin.
You see stories like this bandied about the manosphere from time to time. There’s something oddly fetishistic about them. A good example of why you shouldn’t let you fetishes turn into your philosophy, in fact.
Regarding being woken up by the Furrinati – when my oldest dog was still a pup, he used to whack me on the head with a yellow toy bird until I woke up. Nowadays he’s a late sleeper, but our second oldest dog will wake us with intense kissing on the face when he thinks it’s time to go up.
It’s weird, though, this obsession with being “needed”. I read an article some time ago by some dude who didn’t seem to be an MRA, but who thought that the fact that science already makes it possible for women to procreate with no men involved, and in the future this might even be easy, raises these “interesting questions”, since then men won’t be needed anymore and yada yada. It’s weird, because you could arbitrarily divide the human species into almost any two groups and truthfully declare that one of these groups aren’t “needed”. Like, blue-eyed people aren’t needed, since the human species would do fine without blue eyes. White people aren’t needed (nor any other particular skin colour). People who are taller than six feet aren’t needed. And so on, and so on.
But what conclusions are we supposed to draw from this? None, as far as I’m concerned.
My old cat would claw at the bedroom door and howl when she thought I needed to get up. I tried training her out of it, but it was no use – she would happily do so for hours on end. Funny thing is she didn’t want food or anything, I think she was just bored with no one else in the house.
She would also paw at the door to the back porch when she wanted to go outside – even after the porch had been demolished for remodeling. I wonder if she just wanted to take up skydiving?
None of us as individuals are really needed, from a coldly pragmatic perspective. The world would go on just fine without us. Accepting this fact seems to me to be a fairly fundamental part of adulthood.
I have commented a few times – mostly lurker – but Katz mentioned kittens who won’t lick their butts. One of my new kittens also refused to clean himself at all really, but his butt was especially nasty, long haired too. Hubs applied olive oil to his butt with a qtip, which makes them feel uncomfortable and clean it off. Gets them used to doing it. Only had to a couple times and he’s much better now. His sister also helped by cleaning him aggressively a few times :). I like kittens, much more than bizarro world MRA wank fantasies.
Exactly. I guess this also ties in to people who are against abortion and go like “I’m glad my mum didn’t have an abortion, because then I wouldn’t exist”. Um, yeah, if she’d had an abortion when she was pregnant with that particular fetus then you wouldn’t exist, and you would be none the worse for not existing – not existing means precisely that, not that you’d sit around moping in some astral world, looking down at Earth and going “whyyy did you have to have that abortion, whyyyy couldn’t I have been born instead of being stuck here?”. And the world at large would have been fine without you.
The above response was to Cassandra. :-)
I just can’t get inside the heads of people who’re self-centered enough to do the whole “what if precious special me had never been born? what if the world didn’t need me?” thing. They’re like aliens, I can’t figure out how to communicate with them, and something about them makes me really uncomfortable.
Damn, that sucks.
I can only suggest wiping Julius’ butt with a damp tissue or something – that seems to stimulate them to wash, sometimes, at least. If nothing else, it should clean him a little. I have to do it for our two on occasion. (I suspect Fribs thinks “I’m not licking that! She’ll clean if for me if I ignore it long enough.”)
This site is quickly becoming exactly what I thought it was fighting…only worse because there are more people self emolating themselves repeatedly on the comment boards. is it really necessary for 30% of all posts to be by the moderators? it almost feels like there is quickly becoming more of an impetus to hate on MRA’s than actually intelligently explore… well anything.
@cassandra:
LOL!
It’s almost like fedoras are magnifying glasses. They make either doucheyness or hotness even more obvious.
@Dvarg:
Going from Ow! to Eurgh!
Makes you wonder if they cling to the idea of being needed because they know, deep in their wormy little souls, that they really aren’t wanted.
This! I mean, I believe in the afterlife (or instead-of-earthly-life in this case) but I’ve never thought or heard any suggestion like that. Don’t get to live an earthly life ‘cos the receptacle doesn’t make it to birth? Well hello, whole lotta living to do over the other side anyway.
@Bon, you misspelled “Immolate,” m8.
I was about to ask wtf “self emolating” was.
What are you blathering about, Bon O whatsit? You really think two people account for 30% of the posts here? Gosh, I never thought moderators had limits on how much we could post, how shocking. I don’t recall reading that in Teh Rulez.
You also seem to have very odd notions of what a mockery blog does, what intelligent conversation is, what people enjoying themselves might talk about, and who gets to say what the conversation should be about. (Tip: it isn’t whining trolls.)
“Self emolating” sounds like a weird euphemism for wanking. Maybe it’s emo wank?
Bon’s comment does point to a need for a wanker-to-English dictionary.
So, if we’re becoming exactly what we’re mocking, does that mean this site is becoming a bunch of misogynists?
A little confused, here.
/s
Self emolate – when you cut your hair into a hilariously wanky and pretentious style all by yourself?
@Kitten: Yeah, I mean, you could believe that souls hang around before birth, but in that case, it’s still weird to argue that an abortion robs this soul of something special. You’d also have to ask whether, if all souls yearn for Earth and don’t like it on the other side, it’s not equally bad just not to have sex, because simply not having sex also means loads of potential people won’t get born.
The thing is, I don’t think people going “I’m glad my mum didn’t have an abortion, because otherwise I wouldn’t exist” really do believe in the pre-existence of souls before Earthy life. It’s more likely a vague “but… but… it would have been terrible if <i<I hadn’t existed” thing.
Fun fact about fedoras: The name “fedora” comes from a fictional princess called Fedora, played by Sara Bernardht in a 19th century play, who wore a hat like that.
Or like a world without them in it is simply impossible for them to imagine.
Wasn’t Bon O. One of our unsolicited boner updates on the tattoo thread? Who then promptly demanded intelligent conversation after the boner update?
The name seems really familiar.
@Bon
They have always been frequent commenters, long before they ever became mods. You’re completely overreacting.
Assuming Bon O Bolishus meant “self immolating,” how does that even apply? How is anybody self immolating in the comments? And why choose this thread to make this comment? The original post is about a novel about a future (now past) dystopia where evil feminists have taken away the right for men to take women whenever they want… A brave band of men (and their women) fight for that right. If that’s not something to legitimately mock, I don’t know what is.