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| Women: They can’t even walk properly |
Have you ever sat down to write up a little list of pros and cons, only to find that you can’t think of any pros at all? That was the dilemma faced by a number of regulars on the grotesquely misnamed NiceGuy MGTOW [Men Going Their Own Way] forums when the subject of “what women offer” to men came up the other day. Nightstorm introduced the topic thusly:
It just seems women cannot offer a man anything these days. The days of “well.. I have a pussy”, just doesn’t seem to cut it anymore.
Don’t I know it! I can’t tell you how many conversations I’ve had with the ladies that go just like this:
INTERIOR, FANCY RESTAURANT, EVENING
DAVID:
SEXY LADY
DAVID:
SEXY LADY:
DAVID
Oh, by the way, you’re paying for dinner.
And … scene!
Nightstorm, a fair and open-minded fellow, did concede that women had some good points, a few of them anyway, and set out to write up a list of pros and cons. First, the pros. Read this carefully, ladies. These are the only good things you bring to the table:
Pros:
Pussy
Emotional support (if its a decent chick) which can ranged from listening to you, to snuggling, ect.
Sammichs
Something cute to look at while they are young
A cure for lonliness
Yes, “lonliness.” Spell-checking is for bitches and hoes.
Predictably, Nightstorm’s “Cons” list was a lot longer. Some selected highlights:
Bankrupcy. A chick will cause your wealth to go DOWN. One of my cousins knew a guy who would literally be a millionare if his wife didn’t spend.
Bitching. Yes, they nag and vex your soul to death when they do not get their little ways.
Manipulation and Control. What? You don’t want to do the dishs for me? No sex tonight!!!
…
Loud. Women have high pitched voices, who’s bright idea was it to use it all the time making screetching noises?
Trashy. Once they get what they want (marriage), then they stop working on themselves. Now they let themselves go.
Divorce. See Bankrupcy. Once you wake up to these ho’s, they have alittle secret.. their taking HALF of what you own.
Cheaters. They will go sleep with other men if things don’t work out with you, you don’t mind.. right?
Entitlement. They deserve it all because they have been born with a pussy hole.
Dangerous. You can’t be you around women. One false word and it could be jail time for you till the manginas say its enough.
Naturally, others piped up with their own observations. Not many “pros.” Lots of “cons.” Some found it hard to think of a single good thing to say about women. IHateRegistering summed up his feelings with an enigmatic one-liner, declaring women: “Reused and retreaded wares at government-mandated retail prices.” (Uh, what?) Cherishthehate, living up to his name, concluded that women were more or less entirely useless:
I have let this question ruminate for the last couple of hours while doing other stuff. Basically I came up with nothing.
Pussy? Meh. … I once thought of trying gay just to get a decent blowjob. (jk of course 🙂 ) …
Companionship? Again, I have known very few women who you could have a decent conversation with that didn’t focus on clothes, TV or their friends’ love lives. …
Women basically contribute nothing to a relationship, the onus is always on the man to keep them happy. If you ever ask a woman what she brings to the table in a relationship you will be mostly met with blank stares. It is a total non sequitur for them.
True, a couple of commenters did stand up to defend the virtues of women. Well, sort of. Seems like the ladies can be worth keeping around, so long as you keep them in check. As fschmidt put it:
I would like to remind the gentlemen here that most of the cons listed are the result of mistakes made by men, mistakes like giving women the vote. When properly managed, women are an asset.
Ah, giving women the right to vote. I always knew that was a terrible idea.
That and modern sanitation.
ᶰᵒᵒᵒ⋅⋅⋅ ᶜʸᵖ, ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᵃᵃᶜᵏ⋅⋅⋅
ʰᵒʷ ʷᶦᶫᶫ ʷᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵏᶰᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳᵘᵗʰ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʷᵒᵐᵉᶰ ᶦᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒᶰ’ᵗ ᵗᵉᶫᶫ ᵘˢ⋅⋅⋅
Cyp knows everything about how women and vaginas work. How will I know which menstrual product to buy without cyp telling me which one I prefer? How will I know how many kegel reps I need to do before my over-30, multiple-sexual-partner vagina is swol?
Does your vagina even lift?
The incompetent in question has been dealt with appropriately, but I’ll add some bits.
I’ll first point out that you assume that I’m a woman, and have assigned motivation to me accordingly. That’s you conceding the argument, by your own demands. Again. Holy hell, you own yourself harder than one would imagine possible.
“Any man prefers a young woman to an old one.”
Wrong. You can argue BIOTROOF all you want, but this statement is simply wrong.
(Unless, of course, one monkeys with the definitions to fit the argument, but since you’ve predefined your parameters you’re all wrong.)
“And according to the law once you are 18 you are no longer a girl but a woman. Laws of statutory rape no longer apply.”
The law where? But I notice how you think statutory rape laws defines morality. Not a good look, regardless of age of majority or consent.
“Laws of statutory rape no longer apply. ”
Which matters how? This just shows how your desires are focused around predation.
“And about preying on young women… in what fantasy world you live on? They are adults and should be responsible for their own actions.”
It’s not actually a fantasy world. It’s the actual world. With things like power differentials and other concepts that interferes with your desire to victimize women. Tough noogies for you sexual predators, I guess, but I’d consign you useless fuckers to the trashbin of history without a single twinge of my conscience.
“They are not deer and I the wolf.”
Sure as fuck you’re not a wolf, you drooling incompetent. You’re a vulture…
no, you’re a jackal…
no, no, no, hold on. Look, fucknugget, you’re a goddamn marabou stork.
The ugliest of scavengers, tailgating vultures. Yeah, that’s all you, innit?
“We are both adults.”
Under the assumption that the teenager you prey upon is an adult, you’ve overestimated the number of adults present by one.
“Please stop twisting my words.”
Please stop being a creepy pedophile-adjacent fuck. Also, I didn’t. Don’t expect you to understand the nuances, though.
“I know you are salty because no one wants you anymore because you are old but let it go already. It will not change men’s preferences.”
See above.
Also, I’m not currently looking to change men’s preferences, it’s just that by not being a wailing man-child I’ve learned more about…actually everything…than you.
I mean, when you say you have
the rest of the world goes
because you put the in in incompetent.
You’d read an index and assert that the book doesn’t exist.
You’d listen to a Trump speech and believe it!
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@cyp
@cyp
Where do you get your information from? Certainly not from any reputable source.
Is it the same source that told you that “loosens” is spelled “losens” and “sex” is spelled “sec”?
Or is your post full of misspellings because you’re not bothering to check your spelling? If you don’t check your spelling, how do we know you’ve checked any of your facts? (Actually, we know that there are no facts to check. Your post is creative writing, badly done.)
And finally, who is this someone who said that rarer is better? Were they referring to meat? Or coins? Or to a woman’s vagina?
You don’t know anything about vaginas. Or anything else.
Any Brit Mammotheers able to assist with a quick experiment?
If I offer you a tray of Ferrero Rocher, how do you respond?
I did enjoy having the menstrual hygiene product choices of menstruaters ‘splained to us, with statistics from cyp’s unspecified nation of residence’s University of Assfacts, and Chamber of Commerce. That was something slightly different.
Alan, not a Brit, but I’ve gotta ask: do you mean the chocolate-hazelnut, simply divine candy?
He probably means the chocolate-hazelnut, ridiculously expensive candy. 🙂
@Croquembouche, extrenely mamal omen:
Well, you have to acknowledge that it was 100% pure assfax. Had I tried to assfax menstrual hygiene products I would have called upon Swedish sex ed from…*mumblemumble*twentytwoish*mumblemumble*…years ago, which is not nearly pure enough for a “Vaginas are like rubber”-type migtoe. (Also, rubber is actually known for it’s resistance to deforming.
This migtoe doesn’t even know…I was about to say material science, but this is the sort of fellow who doesn’t even get…
Deformation! That’s it! Their understanding of physics amounts to having a look at rigid bodies and saying “This is the thing, it’s all dicks from here.” And because dicks are rigid, vaginas must therefore deform. Hey, it’s dumb enough to be a thought conceived by a migtoe. MigPoe?)
Surplus, nah, I treat me and my granddaughter occasionally with a 3pk from that exclusive store Targét, and it’s under a buck fitty.
Feline, “MigPoe”. Snerk
I haven’t seen it anywhere going for under 5 cents per gram. Normal chocolate is, or was, around 1 cent per gram, though in recent months I’ve had a devil of a time finding it for much under 2 for some reason — some sort of price fixing scam by the small oligopoly of grocery chains that have locations in my area, most likely.
(I’m also finding it increasingly hard to find cola at or under the normal price for that of 33 cents per 350 ml. What else can it be? Inflation? Wages haven’t gone up in a decade here, so I doubt demand has gone up, and supply for basic commodities can hardly have gone down, so the price should be constant — which it was pretty much from the ’08 crash until last year, the period of stagnant wages.)
@Alan: my immediate response is that i like my coffee crisp, because that’s the only chocolate commercial slogan i can remember.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=EXTyLAymlVE
I do remember the Ferrero Rocher ad with the gods, i just can’t remember the slogan.
Ferraro Rocher is presented in the ads I remember in a conical pile, so I think “Sister!” when offered one. But I had to google to recall the allegedly so memorable slogan.
@Alan
Thank you and take one, of course. I don’t do the “You spoil us” though … 😛
Damn, I completely missed seeing this necro-thread until now!!! Nice to read everybody’s eviscerations, they are a thing of beauty 🙂
(Oh, and I would totally have responded “oh Ambassador, with these ferrero rocher you are really spoiling us” with fake accent and everything (or more probably, just “no thank you, ambassador”. Nuts and chocolate are not meant to go together, despite what anyone says).)
WWTH:
Shadowplay:
Little known fact: most tampon leakages are caused by the lack of proper support with a tampon belt.
Alan:
“Always know where your towel is, and let others guess where your towel has been.”
Genghis Han: The little known Chinese mid-level government official who got his nickname from his weekend hobbies of conquering and pillaging, and from the fact that he was ethnically Han rather than Mongol.
It got borrowed as a makeshift tampon belt. Could do without knowing where it’s been …. 😛
Oh man, did Jives miss an epic troll smackdown? Dagnabbit.
I do think it’s worth drilling down into the trend of fetishizing “arguments” that I’ve seen sweeping the fuckface-o-sphere. You can pretty much tell which of these chucklefucks have been listening to Stefan “Not An Argument” Molyneux, because that’s his entire schtick.
I have another term for “argument”, which is a “claim.” In my engineer school, we learned that to be taken seriously, claims need warrants. Warrants come in the form of data, be it observational data, statistical data, calculated data. There was a reason that whenever we had a math test we didn’t just get graded on the final answer, we were graded on the route we took to get to that answer. If we didn’t, the instructor wrote “show your work.”
On a fundamental level, this is what separates the chucklefucks from actual scientifically-minded people. Me, I ain’t a biologist or a sociologist. Biomaterials was actually my weakest subject in engineer school because I had a real problem memorizing all of the different names of things and what they did (osteoplasts vs osteoblasts vs osteoclasts???). But if I wanted to confirm something feminists say about sex, gender and gender identity, all I gotta do is hop on over to Google Scholar and do some reading. If I have doubts about a paper, there’s a solution there too: repeat the experiment. Might take money, might take time, but science–real science, not the “I can’t believe it’s not science” these jokers put on race realism and biotruthiness–needs to stand up to repetition.
Any two-bit con artist can opine at length about “facts” and “rationality” like they were religious talismans, but talk is cheap. If they’re fetishizing the claim and not the warrant, this means their warrants are either laughably bad or don’t exist at all. Speaks volumes about their intellectual rigor.