Apparently, or so I’ve learned from the manosphere, every single thing that women do is designed to torment men. Yesterday, we learned that women with jobs are leeching off of men just as much as women without jobs.
Further proof of female perfidy can be found in a recent post on the popular manosphere blog In Mala Fide with the provocative title Provocative Female Attire is an Assault Against Men. Guest poster Giovanni Dannato lays it out for anyone who needs convincing:
When a woman walks down a crowded sidewalk in revealing clothing, she is forcing herself on every man nearby.
The woman fully understands the powerful biological drives of men. She knows they cannot ignore her, not even if they want to.
Amazingly, the fact that a woman might show some cleavage does not automatically mean that she wants to have sex with every single man who sees her.
She has chosen to advertise herself to everyone passing by, but she is looking only for a few men. The wealthiest, the most famous, the most powerful men she can attract. …
There’s an old elementary school custom…when you bring something tasty to class, it’s understood that you should put it away unless you intend to share it with others. …
Likewise, a woman who puts her goodies blatantly on display is making false advertisements. Nobody supposes or expects that she could share herself with her entire audience—not even if she wanted to.
That’s right. Women are like gum. Or that pizza Spicoli had delivered to him in class in Fast Times at Ridgemont High that the mean Mr. Hand forced him to share with everyone. And if you gum-pizza-ladies are not willing to share yourself with every horny man (and, presumably, lesbian) who happens to notice you in your slut uniform, you are committing a terrible infraction.
Oh, sure, wearing a totally cute outfit is not specifically against the law, but, as Dannato reminds us,
looking for refuge in explicit written law is inherently disingenuous. …
[W]omen exposing themselves without intent to reciprocate the attention they attract is impolite and inconsiderate – an act of aggression in which they use the power of their sex as a weapon.
So how can men defend themselves against such evil feminine perfidy? By yelling “hey, whore! How much?” or “can I squeeze those titties?” or “Can you give me directions to Pussy Avenue?” Because street harassment – sorry, catcalling – is
a defense mechanism used by lower status men against women flaunting themselves publicly – for the benefit of millionaires only.
What else are men supposed to do?
[M]en are effectively strapped down, gagged, and muzzled while females can flaunt and taunt with impunity. For many men this pretty much sums up every single day of an entire lifetime at school and at work.
And women won’t even admit that when they put on a cute outfit and leave the house that they’re doing it to torment men.
Western Women don’t just abuse their incredible sexual power, they pathologically lie about their inability to understand the effects and implications of their actions. In fact, they seem to derive a sort of sociopathic pleasure from being able to sow unpleasantness and discord without consequence – all while playing innocent. They express their contempt and hatred for men even as they troll the populace for providers. Their enormous power comes without responsibility and they love it that way.
And now these evil women have come up with an even-more-dastardly-than-usual way to torment men “[i]n the most vengeful, derisive, and mocking way they know how.” Yep, you guessed it: The SlutWalks. Large groups of women tormenting men with sexy clothes in unison!
Apparently overwhelmed by contemplation of the sheer feminine evil of the SlutWalks, Giovanni ends his post abruptly at this point.
I admit I don’t have the patience to wade through the comments. If any of you do, please post any of your findings below.
EDITED TO ADD: Ironically, Ferdinand Bardamu (the guy behind In Mala Fide) aids and abets the evil sexy-woman assault on men with his own retro porn site Retrotic. NSFW, of course. And if Dannato’s post is to believed, not safe for straight men generally.
NOTE: This post contains sarcasm.
Polliwog:
And the image of Victorian England that seems to have implanted itself in DKM’s head didn’t exist either. Supposedly genteel Victorians were avid consumers of pornography (produced on an industrial scale for the first time in human history), examples of which can be read here (NSFW, obviously), and many of the clichés about the period have been thoroughly debunked by historians.
I recommend Matthew Sweet’s Inventing the Victorians as a good single-volume debunker, and a very entertaining and often eye-opening read – though it will shatter quite a few of DKM’s illusions.
So DKM hates modern music, eh?
I’m really tempted to start linking all the girl power pop videos I can find.
Polliwog, all of those subjects are amply covered in the Codex Buranus (the source of lyrics for Carl Orff’s Carmina Burana). People were singing about this in the 1200s.
Go back further, you have all manner of Greek or Roman poets writing on similar topics — only the non-survival of a musical tradition and lack of notation prevents us knowing whether these were sung or recited to music.
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NWOslave prancing around like he’s a genius, Bro being all assholish, and DKM giving us TMI for his ideal woman.
Gee, I wonder what’s next? This is turning out to be a very disgusting 5 coruse meal, and I’m NOT looking forward to dessert.
Polliwog: I’m pretty sure this one is period, so: Exhibit one: Besse Bunting
Lyrics (in modern English):
In the months of April and May
When all hearts are merry,
Bessie Bunting, the miller’s girl,
With lips red as cherries –
She recalls to mind
She should spend her time in love-making
And leave dreary thoughts behind her.
In her maidenly dress,
In a petticoat white,
Nothing dismayed her:
Her countenance was light.
Sung by the Mediaeval Baebes:
Dessert is when Meller makes a mess all over his dolls and rants because he doesn’t have a woman around to clean their dresses for him. Oh the injustice, etc. Soon he will have a sexbot to do chores for him and we feminists will be sorry.
“So DKM hates modern music, eh?”
DKM and NWO are just grumpy old men complaining about a generation they’ll never understand.
@Cassandra: It’s ok to not like BOTDF. They have no musical talent.
Especially all that rap and gangster hippity-hop with the slang and those very urban and ethnic types who enjoy it and why can’t those people speak proper English and no I’m not a racist! Also the facts that his ideal woman is literally porcelain-white and his ideal time period is pre-1865 are totally coincidental!
“(sorry your closet is now empty, Glass, but I showed those T-shirts a damn good time)”
Well that explains why I didn’t have as much laundry to fold…
I was forced to review BOTDF once. Let’s just say that “scathing” would be a good description of the result.
I think I have mentioned before my occasional fondness for old jazz, and I even think I have posted this song before here
@Pollywog: What’s interesting about all that is that the perception that in the past, songs were a lot less vulgar is at least partly manufactured. In “The Conspiracy of Good Taste” there are a few examples given of this phenomena, for instance a upper class researcher who wrote a book compiling English folk songs basically rewrote songs for his book so that they would be less bawdy/vulgar.
Most of what DKM think of how the past was so much less vulgar than now is based on active historical revisionism by conservative folks.
Yeah, it’s funny stuff. People forget just how widespread the practice of bowdlerization has been, and how many of the songs/stories/artworks/etc. they’ve encountered have actually been “cleaned up” significantly from their original versions.
Part of the problem, too, I think, is that there’s a common misconception that archaic language = distinguished, upper-class language. People seem to feel, on some peculiar level, that if you throw some “thou”s and “thee”s and “forsooth”s in there, it magically becomes very prim and proper, even if you’re theeing and thouing about how your girlfriend is an insatiable cocksucker and you give her multiple orgasms as often as possible. (For the curious, that is a pretty exact description of one particular song from the early 1600s. Elizabethan dudes knew how to party!) This is also, I suspect, why a bizarre number of people seem to feel that Shakespeare is “highbrow,” despite his plays pretty consistently being made up of sex, violence, and dick jokes.
(Some variation on this is presumably also why Meller thinks he’s being “polite” when he merely wishes for women to die horribly, but doesn’t use naughty words while doing so.)
And the image of Victorian England that seems to have implanted itself in DKM’s head didn’t exist either. Supposedly genteel Victorians were avid consumers of pornography (produced on an industrial scale for the first time in human history), examples of which can be read here (NSFW, obviously), and many of the clichés about the period have been thoroughly debunked by historians.
Oh, definitely. Hence why I added “porcelain-based.” I don’t think Meller has the foggiest idea of what real people have EVER been like – but dolls in 19th-century dress rarely talk about sex, so that’s probably what actual 19th-century people did, too…right? :-p
Polliwog, all of those subjects are amply covered in the Codex Buranus (the source of lyrics for Carl Orff’s Carmina Burana). People were singing about this in the 1200s.
Go back further, you have all manner of Greek or Roman poets writing on similar topics — only the non-survival of a musical tradition and lack of notation prevents us knowing whether these were sung or recited to music.
Indeed! I’m less well-versed in that era, but it’s pretty clear that there really isn’t a time in human history in which “Sex: It’s Awesome!” wasn’t a major theme in pretty much every realm of the arts.
Polliwog: I’ve heard tell of a particular Elizabethan song that sounds perfectly innocent when sung alone, but becomes somewhat filthy when sung in a round. But I heard of it in RenFaire/SCA circles, so I’m not sure it actually exists. If it does, I’d like to see/hear it, though.
The music argument seems to be that feminists have:
-Made modern music all wussified and PC
and/or
-Made modern music all crude and sexual
It’s another no-win situation.
Don’t forget fighting songs! The Big Three, according to an SCA acquaintance: Food, Fighting and Fucking. Extra points if you can work them all into one song.
@BlackBloc: Most of what DKM think of how the past was so much less vulgar than now is based on active historical revisionism by conservative folks.
Ditto the active Bowdlerization of Shakespeare’s plays! And Sonnets!
When I was teaching the intro to lit course, I always included a well known play and told the students the dirty jokes were explained in the footnotes (they were shocked, esp. if they’d studied the same play in high school). Then I showed them multiple films to analyze, ahahahahahaha.
Mozart and Purcell are among the leading names of olde time composers known to have revelled in setting bawdy words to music, and feminism was far from having influenced them. Later periods have tried to whitewash their unvarnished characters. Tudor lyrics have often been Bowldlerised when re-used since the 19th century — I can think of one very good example, of Ralph Vaughan Williams setting the poetry of John Skilton, but with incomplete Bowlderisation; in one of the poems he let through an archaic Tudor word which is the equivalent of “cunt” (non-pejoratively).
Business suits belong on businessMEN! Any questions.
None whatsoever! Your wish is my command.
http://skin-horse.com/comics/10162008/
…I don’t usually plug my own comics around here, but I always loved drawing Tip in that power suit. And it has a matching hat!
…though Robert Browning did genuinely think that a twat was something a nun wore on her head.
Polliwog: I’ve heard tell of a particular Elizabethan song that sounds perfectly innocent when sung alone, but becomes somewhat filthy when sung in a round. But I heard of it in RenFaire/SCA circles, so I’m not sure it actually exists. If it does, I’d like to see/hear it, though.
There’s actually quite a few of those! That’s called a “catch,” and it was actually a whole genre of music for a while. (Of course, quite a lot of them sound dirty even before you sing them in a round and spell out the “secret message,” too.)
I’ve seen enough hentai…
Wetherby, I’m sure there was nun porn back then in which this was the case, so maybe that’s what he was thinking of.
Anyway, here’s a treat for Mr. Meller and all those who love old-timey music. Enjoy this catchy French tune from the 1940s!
I think nun porn was more a staple of Catholic countries than England, but I daresay some of it crossed the Channel. As it were.
Well, DKM, it’s a shame that you feel that way about modern music, because I thought you might really enjoy some of these videos.
Oh, and here’s one more, not because it has anything to do with women, but just because it’s so ridiculous that I don’t see how anyone can’t love it: