Uh oh! I just discovered this, currently the top story over on the Men’s Rights subreddit:
Yes, my sisters (and honorary mangina man-sisters), Russell Brand has dealt a severe blow to Operation Alimony, which (as you well know, at least if you’ve been attending the meetings) is our dastardly Feminazi plot to destroy the patriarchy by getting pretty ladies to marry and divorce rich dudes and take all their money.
You may remember our wild revelry when we heard that comrade-ess Heather Mills had walked off (no jokes please) with £24.3 million of Paul McCartney’s man money. And the joyful tears we shed when we heard that Mel Gibson’s ex-wife had (reportedly) scored a cool $425 million in her divorce settlement.
But today, we shed only the bitterest of tears. We have not only been thwarted, but we’ve also been exposed! Damn those Men’s Rights Redditors and their evil allies at the Daily Mail!
The comments in the r/mensrights thread show that they understand our evil plans all too well. How can we respond to Aetheralloy’s withering critique?
Feminists see the absurdity of their own pushed polices?
LOL no. No they won’t. I’d sooner expect scientologists to ask their psychiatrist if they are in a cult.
But ladies! Do not despair! Russell Brand may have set back our efforts, but he, and his Reddit allies, shall not defeat us!
Ladies, you know what to do. Get yourself all prettied up, hit the town, and snag yourself some rich dudes! Let’s see how many of these guys we can have married off by the end of the year.
Marrying (and divorcing) rich dudes: it’s the feminist way!
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Mine can be cumbersome, but frankly my biggest concern is that they stay non-cancerous.
I’m with Belle on the last point. Given the family history, I will be delighted with my boobs as long as they don’t try to kill me.
I’ll never get the numerical quantifying fetish, honestly. It seems to be of a piece with an obsession with bra size and other measurements. What time does the train get into the station? It’s all a bit…mechanistic, neh?
It’s always funny when dudebros start talking about bra sizes, actually, since they seem to have no idea what various sizes look like for the most part. Every busty woman is a 38DD, and DD is as far as bra sizes go, because that’s what they have in the Victoria’s Secret catalogues.
I hate my boobs.
How do you guys learn to love yourselves? what is the key to self confidence? ah life’s questions. And its just so nice knowing that there are people out there who would deny that I feel like this simply because of my gender.
My roommate wears a size H bra, as she found when she was properly measured at Nordstorm’s. She thought she wore a DD, as that’s what she was told by Victoria’s Secret, probably because that’s the largest cup they sell.
(Victoria’s Secret, incidentally, measured my size without even removing my shirt and told me I was an A cup. Uh, no.)
-snort- right. And every woman has at least 10 inches difference between her waist size and her bra-band size, and ditto for the hips. And let’s not even hint at asymmetry…
last time I was in VS, I couldn’t even find a 38 single D for love or money, not that I could remotely squeeze into a 38 now.
Poor MRAL, his New Year’s was sexier and more exciting than all of mine ever. Boo hoo.
I’ve always had this weird thing about getting a date for New Year’s, and I always fail. NYE is always this weirdly depressing time for me. One year I did have a boyfriend at the time AND we were invited to a party, so it was a dream come true, except for it was the worst New Year’s ever and all his fault 🙂 This year I went to the temple, which was cool. But the rest of my group never showed and I ended up dragging sake for three all around Tokyo in an effort to get within an hour’s walking distance of my home. I think a gaijin student in line behind me might have been checking me out, but it’s more probable he was just wondering if I was German as well. We were in line for a while and his entourage of cute Japanese girls didn’t seem to be paying that much attention to him. Or maybe he was just jealous that I’d had the foresight to bring mini-boxes of sake and an e-book.
Also I think their sizing is off even on the sizes they do carry. Basically VS makes my boobs cry – uncomfortable, unsupportive, and usually a bit tacky.
@ CassandraSays:
I Lol’d, but now that you mention it- Christina Applegate.
She’s got to be a 10 by MRAL standards. Double mastectomy didn’t change that.
I can wear 30DDD or 32DD, so last time I was in VS I looked for the latter. Every last drawer labeled 32DD was empty. Apparently those sizes go quickly. Maybe that’s because it’s own of the few sizes large chested girls can squeeze themselves into?
VS’ panties always fell apart much faster than the cheapo three-to-a-pack from the drugstore.
In theory I should be able to wear 36DD, more or less, but in VS sizing it gives me 4 boobs. Plus they have the itchiest lace I’ve ever encountered.
Randomly scratching at your boobs during a social event – not an elegant look.
i’ve been measured at a 34DDD (what i usually wear since i’ve FINALLY been able to find a somewhat affordable store, soma! it’s great) and at a fancy-schmancy store they measured me 32F so i’m one of those. I thought I was a 36D before getting measured. Bra-sizes are insane and a huge pain in the ass and many women including myself til last year were just as deluded as men about the sizing. also, yes when i wear t-shirts you can tell i’m a busty gal but i really don’t look like THAT out of the ordinary or anything.
Also, not only is there an awesomer song called “I Kissed a Girl,” but Rebecca Black’s song about Friday is actually better than Katy Perry’s song about Friday. There, I said it and I’m glad.
VS bras are the worst. I like Wacoal, they’re well made and come in a wide range of sizes.
So yeah, if you’re over a D cup then sing it with me, ladies – Freya is a thing of beauty.
Seriously folks, I’ve run and climbed scaffolding while wearing this thing with nary a moment of discomfort. Whoever designs their bras, I would like to give him/her a kiss.
http://www.ebay.com/itm/BNWT-FREYA-RETRO-U-W-PLUNGE-BRA-LIME-GREEN-4253-32D-/250685585422?pt=UK_Women_s_Lingerie&hash=item3a5e06780e
At least Rebecca Black’s song is educational. You learn the order of the days of the week. That’s useful information.
The thing about upward of DD sizes is, they tend to vary a *lot*. Like, even which letters are actually utilized. Is a DDD the same as an F, or is the latter bigger than the former? Will they carry both, or either? What do you do when they start hyphenating the sizes? Shake your magic 8-ball.
Ordering online adds to the fun, of course. On the other hand, well, it’s easier to *find* your size online…
I think it was “Ur So Gay” that pushed me over the edge on my tolerance for Katy Perry. That and when she was nasty on Twitter about religious imagery in music videos after Gaga’s “Alejandro” came out, but when called on it said that she totally wasn’t talking about Gaga or she would have said so. If you’re going to snark on people in a public space, own up to it.
I kind of hate both versions of “I Kissed A Girl,” truthfully, albeit for slightly different if related reasons.
Colbert’s cover of “Friday” is AWESOME, though.
right yeah like i figure ddd is equal to an f but maybe the fancy store was using european sizes or something? i don’t know for sure all i know is at that store bras were over $100…
Well Quackers, for me it coincided with the the termination of an extremely shitty and emotionally abusive friendship. I had a sort of personal revelation that I deserved to be treated better than I was. After I cut ties, I felt a lot better about myself. I had to go through a lot of pain, and I still struggle sometimes, but I’m in a better place than I was for most of my life.
So I guess I can’t tell you what the secret is. I think it’s different for everyone. For me it had a lot to do with learning to be kind to myself.
Gah.
I really -wish- the story about bra-burning were true. Or, screw burning, I just wish they’d hurry up and become a culturally “optional” item along the lines of girdles or pantyhose. I hate the fucking things, mostly.