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.
Ooh, can we spam NWO with slash next time he starts balling about homosexuality being evil? Maybe of Star Trek/Star Wars since he likes that stuff. I have no idea where to find Star Trek slash but I’m sure it must exist in large quantities.
Addendum to the “kinds of men we love” stuff above – one of the reasons I love the dude I posted so much is that he’s completely aware that fans slash the hell out of his band, and finds it hilarious. I once saw pics of him at a doujinshi convention, posing for photos with some of the girls who created doujinshi featuring him and laughing.
BABBLING. I would rather not think about NWO balling, because yuck.
@ Viscaria: oh well then, I’m a filthy irredeemable whore, since I’m probably not going to get dressed until this afternoon to go out, and am slumming around the house in knicks and no bra. And even then it’ll probably be a T shirt and shorts (summer weather has arrived already), so I will be displaying my arms and legs in a slatternly manner.
If he’s a star wars fan he probably hates trek. He may not, but those two fandoms have a serious rivalry going on.
no worries, just because Spock and Kirk slash is the most prevalent means there’s any lack of Luke/Han slashfic going around.
Dark! 😀 I actually had kind of an Asimov vibe in my head, with some of his “what makes you human?” stuff, but that Bradbury story sounds very cool.
Huh, never really been into slash fic before, but the idea of Harrison Ford in one… Too bad I’m on a school computer.
Dammit, that last comment was me. Now you all know my first name!
Star Wars slash? Pretty sure I’ve seen a crapload of Obi Wan/Anakin stuff out there, too.
Found a pdf of the story here: http://jerrywbrown.com/datafile/datafile/110/ThereWillComeSoftRains_Bradbury.pdf
I assume Rule 34 applies to slash too, and if something exists, someone has written gay porn of it.
I’ve read porn of ionic bond formation, but I think it was straight. Maybe we should write something yaoiporny about buffers where the base is the uke and the acid is the seme. XD
Star Wars slash, eh?
http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldvmdaVUWe1qalbabo1_500.jpg
NSFPWHREOAPTEOWDNHASWSOH.
(Not Safe For People Who Have Recently Eaten Or Are Planning To Eat Or Who Do Not Have A Slightly Warped Sense Of Humor)
@ Polliwog,
Bwahahahaha! Well done.
Is that biology porn or chemistry porn, technically speaking?
You and I, baby, we have chemistry. No, I mean that in a literal sense. Pass the test tube, please.
Somewhere out there, there must be Jabba and Pizza the Hut porn. Rule 34 demands it.
brbgonnagohurl
OK, I can beat that. There is a guy who I’m sure I will eventually have to interview who someone wrote porn of that can’t technically be called slash, I don’t think, since he’s being molested by his household appliances. I seem to recall an orange juicer being involved. It was one of those “funny or disturbing? depends what mood you’re in” sort of things.
Weeping Cock is truly a treasure trove of bad sex writing.
Ah, Weeping Cock. I remember another LJ community that chronicled substances used as lube in fan fiction that should never be used as lube in real life, but I can’t remember what it was called and I don’t believe it’s active anymore.
That is the point though DKM-business wear is not supposed to be sexy.
I’d say chemistry, because some people consider it a harder science…
“Flatly wrong. You can still hear recordings of some of the music being sung by women in speakeasies during the Roaring Twenties. These women were unabashedly singing about casual sex, blowjobs, pussies and dicks. And they were fabulous.”
Traditional folk isn’ exactly “sanitized” either. I was listening to Fairport Convention’s version of “The Bonnie Black Hare” the other day and the double entendres had me spluttering tea all over my desk! Tungg does a version too but they sing it deadpan (no less funny) whereas FC had the wink and nudge manner.
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“Flatly wrong. You can still hear recordings of some of the music being sung by women in speakeasies during the Roaring Twenties. These women were unabashedly singing about casual sex, blowjobs, pussies and dicks. And they were fabulous.”
Traditional folk isn’t exactly “sanitized” either. I was listening to Fairport Convention’s version of “The Bonnie Black Hare” the other day and the double entendres had me spluttering tea all over my desk!
Sorry about the double post. The hotspot on my phone is misbehaving and my connection isn’t stable.
I keep trying to find the Weeping Cock version of the 12 days of Christmas song so that I can send it to people.
The best part is that, with all the bizarre slash written by 13 year olds on there, the most hilarious and absurd entries are still usually the ones featuring actual published fiction. Especially the Gor novels.
I ran across a Purcell catch once that was about a music lesson – the hidden message was that the student and teacher had sex (I can’t remember the entire thing, though I’m pretty sure it contained the phrase “A long prick”).
Also there’s a lovely 19th-century French song called “Le colibri”, which is fairly obviously about cunnilingus.
CassandraSays,
I’ve read Transformers slash. Yes. Giant gay robot porn exists. It makes me laugh. Out loud.