It’s time for another random creepy comment with dozens of upvotes from The Spearhead! This time the commenter is a fella named Rebel, envisioning an epic future battle between the ladies and the dudes.
Women are engaged in a “holy crusade” against the male gender.
If men rise up, they will face an enemy who is willing to die, rather than give an inch. Women are possessed, their brains are anything but human.
They are lost to us.
I read that the universe is trying to acquire consciousness through us humans.
Some force is holding us back in darkness and we know what that force is.
Darth Vader? The CIA? The IRS? Cats? Oh, wait, ladies. Right?
If men revolt, the ensuing fight will come to epic proportions.
What’s at stake: nothing less than civilization.
But there’s a surprise ending! If you’re a dude, and want to avoid this epic battle, you can just move south of the border:
Is there an escape?
I think there is.
It’s called South America.
At least for now.
Hmm. South America didn’t work out so well for (SPOILER ALERT!) Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.
But I guess Rebel knows this, because he ends with:
But if men are not prepared to fight an unnatural war, they will be reduced to slavery (at least those lucky enough to avoid elimination).
Yipes.
On a completely unrelated note, my cat has taken to drinking out of cups. Putting her whole head in them to do so. It’s the cutest damn thing.
I guess that’s not a completely unrelated note, as she’s been waging an unnatural war against me (and everyone else) since I first took her in as an overgrown kitten, barefoot and pregnant, more than a decade ago. Thankfully I am much larger than she is, otherwise I’d be dead.
Anyway, AntZ, have you ever looked your wife in the eyes and told her that your fondest dream for her children is that they never have to associate with someone like her?
CB Sherbet (not Sherbert, which is an more modern, and is frozen) is a chilled fruit drink.
Then again, ice in the desert isn’t that hard to make, if one is able to stay in place for a couple of days. It’s easier in the summer, actually.
@VoiP
“Anyway, AntZ, since you never acknowledge what I or Nobinayamu say when we write politely, I’m switching to all caps which, as we all know, is cruise control for AWESOME.
YOU NEVER ANSWERED NOBINAYAMU.”
Neither of you have asked any questions:
1) Personal attacks are not questions.
2) Baseless assaults on my fitness as a father, husband, or person are not questions.
I am not going to answer you again.
Here’s a link to a quote about SNCC and feminism:
“The Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee (SNCC) attracted hundreds of idealistic young male and female activists, both black and white. Yet for all of the movement’s commitment to racial equality, it failed to practice gender equality. The young men who led SNCC retained conventional notions of male superiority. They expected the women in the organization to cook meals, take notes, and defer to the men. Once, when asked about the role of women volunteers in SNCC, Stokely Carmichael replied that the “only position for women in SNCC is prone.” Two white female activists, Casey Hayden and Mary King, wrote memos in 1964 and 1965 detailing their frustrations at the failure of the civil rights movement to recognize issues related to women’s concerns. They and others would eventually leave the civil rights crusade and helped organize the modern feminist movement.”
http://www.wwnorton.com/college/history/archive/resources/documents/ch34_02.htm
(I hope that’s an active link, since I’m still not sure how to insert links other than copy and paste.)
I have also read that many women in the Weathermen and the SDS experienced the same lack of regard and eventually left those groups to focus entirely on feminism. IMHO that explains the radicalism from some feminists in the 60s and 70s, they were coming from radical background.
@Wisteria,
Further evidence that feminism had to happen. The contradictions inherent in fighting for civil rights while women’s rights were ignored was simply too great.
Then again, ice in the desert isn’t that hard to make, if one is able to stay in place for a couple of days. It’s easier in the summer, actually.
Because it’s cold at night?
You’ve accused women, among other things, of being on the whole a group of lazy free loaders and have the nerve to get all touchy. I’ve said it before: kitchens are hot.
For the record, I did ask you a question. I asked you if you had told the wife you claim to love that you would prefer an artificial womb and digital version of her who can’t leave you to her living, breathing, fleshy autonomy? I asked you if you had the nerve to tell the woman who is sharing her life and raising children with you that the penultimate goal of your work is to seperate the sexes in the United States?
But you’re not obligated to answer. And you can save the dodge.
I can call you a coward who lacks the courage of your convictions and an impotent, internet warrior based on dozens of your other posts and sentiments. So no worries.
I call the wife and children of Zarat imaginary.
Antz:
To take the points one by one.
1: They did ask questions.
2: This is true, but see one.
3: This is aslo true, but see one.
I understand why you don’t want to answer the questions. They, however, were neither personal attacks. Such attack as may be in them is also far from baseless.
I’ll repeat them:
if you actually have this wife and two sons, do you tell her that this is what you want? …Do you sit down across from your “wife” whom you claim to love and tell her that what you hope for -the penultimate goal of your “work”- is that you will be able to replace her with an artificial womb and digital version of her that can never leave you? That you consider her, as a woman, to be a completely different species than you are and that you long for the day when a wall is constructed down the near-center of the U.S.?
The imputation that you don’t actually have a wife, and sons isn’t relevant to the question. It’s a rhetorical device. I am willing to grant you have them.
But the rest of it, based on the assumption you are married, is completely legitimate. You keep saying you want to replace women, and you have specifically said you look forward to the day you have an artificial wife, so that you know she can’t leave you.
So, have you told her that?
VoiP asked you a question with no rhetorical flourishes:
I HAVE A FEMALE BODY (not so sure about my spirit). MOST OF MY FRIENDS ARE MEN. WHAT HAPPENS TO US IN YOUR UTOPIA? WHAT HAPPENS TO US IF WE DON’T LIKE YOUR UTOPIA?
So, what happens to her, and her friends (to say nothing of me, and my [female] friends, and lovers?
Then again, I asked you a question too. You’ve not answered me.
So, what are my motives, and why do I need to be redeemed? What are my sins? What have been my offenses? What is the stain being removed from me?
Or is it like green stamps, and ten male feminists gets you a better VR rig, with more “Sensaround” feedback?
Thanks to all for the schooling in the sexual politics of the civil rights movement! I love knowing things, even when it means other things I know are wrong.
CB, yeah, because it’s colder at night.
The Romans used to do this.
Dig a hole (at least three feet deep).
Place water in the bottom (in a vessel, insulated from the ground with straw, grasses, cloth, something)
Cover it with a concave disk; highly polished, during the day, leave it uncovered at night. It won’t freeze solid, but it will become slush, which can be strained.
One of these days, I’m going to stump you, Pecunium! (Shakes fist in impotent rage)
I speak English, Russian, and really rusty French: I can play penny-whistle (a lot better than my present skills with the cello), but where I shine is the kitchen.
Very nice, very nice. *checks things off list* If you can get me a copy of your current reading list (any scif-fi? fantasy?) and that challah recipe, I’m sure we can find you a prime spot in the harem.
Bagelsan: Inheritance of Rome. The Crusades (Thomas Asbridge). The Supper of the Lamb.
I don’t have any fiction on my reading list right now. When I get unpacked I’ll probably take a stab at doing a side by side reading of either Cetaganda, or Barrayar, with the Russian translations Lois gave me (as he namedrops, shamelessly).
Yeeeeesssssss. *is namedropped at shamelessly; doesn’t care*
But “What happens to your pretty model if men and women are friends and, in fact, prefer each others’ company” is. Nice knowing that you bailed.
I can’t read Russian at all, but I’m insanely jealous all the same. Cetaganda might be my favorite of all the Vorkosigan books I’ve read so far – the complexity of Cetagandan society is so very cool.
The only Russian I know is from Hetalia fanfics, da? *self-immolates in shame*
Magpie: I do have post secondary education, but I do not (at the present time, though it’s in the plan) have a post-secondary degree.
What I am is widely read.
CB: I learned a new word today: Tapinosis.
Rutee:
Agreed. My girlfriend has very little scope to either prevent me from using a condom or require me to. That certainly sounds like male reproductive freedom to me.
KathleenB
CB:
Could go either way.
Bagelsan:
All I know is from A Clockwork Orange. I used to work where I was the only person who didn’t speak Russian, but it didn’t help.