The Men’s Rights Movement now has a theme song! A couple of talented young men calling themselves Jade Michael and the FTSU Singers Crew have put together a catchy little grunge rock number they call Go My Own Way, which will now serve as the opening music for the A Voice for Men internet radio show.
As AVfM head cheese Paul Elam puts it, straining his prose-generating abilities to the breaking point as he attempts to find words eloquent enough to describe this new musical masterpiece:
Jade Michael, artist, professional musician and MRA, founder of Artistry Against Misandry, has taken his talent hammer and given it a mighty swing to our benefit. He has forged, in the fires of his own passion, the new theme song for AVfM Radio, titled Go My Own Way. It is not to be confused with the similarly titled offering from Fleetwood Mac, Go Your Own Way. No, not in the least. Jade, with his band, Jade Michael and the FTSU Crew, have produced a veritable anthem for the red pill crowd. It is replete with a great, purist rock sound, a touch of humor, attitude, and a ton of gut level, red pill honesty. Pay close attention to the end for the invocation of Thomas James Ball.
Without further ado, here’s the song:
You can find the full lyrics on YouTube and on AVfM. But I thought I’d share a few of my favorite bits.
The song starts off by addressing one of the most savage injustices faced by men today: evil ladies who expect men to hold doors open for them.
And we’re through with holding doors
Entitlements abound
You say that we still hold you down
And you cop that attitude
No remorse or gratitude
Seriously, ladies, would it hurt you to say “thank you” once in a while, to the men who literally enable you to walk through walls, by holding open the doors you would otherwise be unable to open? To paraphrase Barbie: Doors are hard!
Then there’s this bit:
You’re obsessed with my ability
I won’t be your utility
I’ll never carry you
And I sure won’t marry you
Women around the world, consider what you’re losing here: no longer can you expect to marry guys who hate you so much they made a song about how they won’t hold doors open for you!
And let’s not forget:
Cos’ the time has come to fuck your shit up
The time has come to fuck your shit up
The time has come to fuck your shit up
Perhaps I’m missing some of the subtleties here, but this sort of suggests to me that Jade and the Gang are not so much Men Going Their Own Way as they are Men Still Hanging Around Acting Like Assholes — not MGTOW but MSHAALA.
I appreciate the efforts of Jade Michael and the MSHAALA, but I can’t really help but think of this little song-and-dance number, from the excellent Belgian horror film Calviare (The Ordeal), as the Men’s Rights movement’s unofficial anthem.
In case you’re wondering, this scene makes a little bit more sense in the context of the movie itself. A little bit. It’s actually quite a brilliant little film with some interesting gender stuff going on in it, if you can deal with fairly violent horror films. But, oh my lord, TRIGGER WARNINGS for pretty much every trigger there is.
NOTE: In case you’re wondering about the song’s reference to Thomas Ball: Ball burned himself to death outside a courthouse in Keane, New Hampshire last year in a protest against what he saw as unfair treatment in family court. He hoped that his suicide would inspire other men to start firebombing courthouses and police stations. (This wasn’t mere rhetoric; in the lengthy manifesto he left behind he provided tips on how to make effective Molotov cocktails.) Naturally, many in the MRM have hailed him as a martyr for Men’s Rights.
The male sexuality thing is hilarious. Don’t touch women’s bottoms without permission! It’s not rocket science!
Shaenon: HA! It’s Doug, and he’s outta heeeeeeeeeeeere!
I think they did a Kabuki Doug skit once.
The State was some funny shit.
Sweet Jesus, that “art” is shitty. The first artist looks like he’s trying to make political cartoons/banner ads that were all rejected by angelfire websites for looking too cheap. Jack Riley has the worst sense of anatomy that I’ve seen since grade school, and the Riveter ad is the worst photoshop quite possibly ever.
And the commentary under all that crap has got to be parody, right?
(Points up)
I mean come on, he’s whiny, pissed off about incredibly trivial things, aggressive, but too wimpy to actually do anything but complain, and in spite of how much he hates women he’s still obsessed with fucking them. He’s like MRA Jesus.
Artistry Against Misandry!!!? oh god don’t tell me these fools now have their own art movements now.
Something tells me though that the Gorilla Girls have nothing to worry about.
Oh man. There’s a short stories section. And I quote:
“This boner-inducing tale is a slap in the face to all of those women who say they don’t want to be sexually dominated by powerful men.”
@Joanna
Bart: Why would anybody want to touch a girl’s butt? That’s where
cooties come from!
Lisa: Dad, I don’t understand. What is she saying you did?
Homer: Well, Lisa, remember that postcard Grampa sent us from Florida of
that alligator biting that woman’s bottom?
Bart: Oh, yeah, _that_ was _brilliant_!
Homer: That’s right, we _all_ thought it was hilarious. But it turns
out we were wrong: that alligator was sexually harassing that
woman.
Bart: And the dog in the Coppertone ad? Same deal, Dad?
Homer: Well, there’s kind of a grey area.
Women around the world, consider what you’re losing here: no longer can you expect to marry guys who hate you so much they made a song about how they won’t hold doors open for you!
I’m crying. Really, I am.
With laughter.
A rather ineffective one if it comes from a Man truly GHOW
So, if I understand correctly, these dudes think that a man’s fantasies about sexually dominating women are some sort of proof that women want to be sexually dominated by powerful men? How does that work, exactly?
MRA logic at its finest. The boundaries between fantasy and reality seem to be a little fuzzy for these guys.
Does anyone else think maybe Jack Riley wrote Zardoz? That might explain the movie’s, uh, quality.
For bonus points, close your eyes and imagine Darth Vader saying those lines.
Ugh. Yeah, I skimmed the story. It’s like a really bad porn.
Re the boner inducing tale
“She had seen him rip the flesh from the bones of an elephant once with nothing more than his teeth. It sent icy shudders down her spine when she thought of what those teeth could do to her flesh if he should ever chose to use them on her for anything other than pleasure, or
if she ever pushed him too far one night with her need to resist, to deny him her screams of terror and fulfilment.”
Creepy. And so stupidly unrealistic. Ripped the flesh from the bones of an elephant? really? did he hunt mammoth with nothing but a sharp stick too?
Judging by the authors name “Scarlet” I’m assuming it’s written by a woman. But as intelligent people know, women don’t all like the same things. that includes horrifically bad erotica. I wonder why they keep pushing the notion that all women like to be dominated? maybe because it makes them feel less guilty when they abuse?
O jesus, why does it not surprise me at all that people who hold such awful, stupid ideas about society and other people also have THE WORST TASTE IN MUSIC EVER. Literally every single one of the comments at AVFM is like:
“The PreChorus part is what really makes this song a ballbuster. (No pun intended). Powerful, straight ahead and very catchy. I know I’m going to have those lines going in my head for a while now, which is all one can really hope for as a composer/songwriter, because the listener won’t forget the tune again after that.”
“Have listened to it more than a dozen times now and each time is sends a chill up my spine. Artistry against misandry – and power music a new weapon in our arsenal. Thank you ++++++++” (That one’s Rper1959)
“Infectious from the first verse and sealed with un unforgettable chorus… that’s some serious talent you have there Jade, Lance and John.”
“…This. Rocks. Major. Balls.”
“Excellent Song! We demand you give us a video of with with your suit and fedora. By “demand” we of course mean plead, beg, request. Why? Cause that would be frickin awesome brother!”
“There’s something very powerful about travesties of injustice put to song, something far more than the sum of parts.”
“This is a terrific song. I hope that decades from now, if we succeed in throwing out feminist governance and the misandrist culture in which we currently live, this song is played regularly on the radio and gets the same reverence that the protest songs of the 60s get today.”
“Man I am listening to this all day and the more I listen the more pumped I get this is unreal. Wow ”
“Professional, edgy and very, very cool. This website has ‘winner’ written all over it has only just begun.”
They’ve gotta be joking, right? I would’ve thought even MGTOWs — even people who for some reason are under the assumption that Paul Elam might offer some vile word nugget worth listening to — would have better taste in music than that. I mean, can’t they just listen to some Dio or some Eminem or the thousands of other misogynistic artists who actually don’t suck complete ass? Does it seriously have to be the very shittiest piece of shit music that they use to sum up their worldview?
Oh, wait a minute. That … actually makes sense.
WE HUNTED THE MAMMOTH FOR YOU WITH OUR BARE TEETH!!!
Also, yeah, creepy story is creepy, not arousing.
The Mens Rights Movement just jumped the shark
Possibly. For that matter, Jade Michael? (And Ann Archist?) What’s with all these manly manly masculine men and their choice of usernames?
““Have listened to it more than a dozen times now and each time is sends a chill up my spine. Artistry against misandry – and power music a new weapon in our arsenal. Thank you ++++++++” (That one’s Rper1959)”
Power music? Does he mean power metal? Because if so, it’s not a genre that I care for, but it certainly doesn’t sound as bad as their little ode to frustrated misogyny.
(There’s also plenty of misogyny in actual, legit metal, so either these guys are just too out of touch with pop culture to have noticed, or even the most deeply sexist metal is still too feminist for them. Which is rather an alarming thought.)
Oh my god Artistry Against Misandry also has poetry.
My uncle is a museum curator and a friend of his picked up that phone and observed that it had a dial tone, so he called a friend who had caller ID, got the phone number, and proceeded to prank-call the museum pretending to be Yoko Ono and instructing people to do silly things. He thinks that she would approve.
I liked the bit where he clawed up her thighs. The poor woman wasn’t sure if she was aroused or in pain. A back story of the woman’s schizophrenia would have been more interesting.
My favorite Artistry against Misandry picture is the Victorian lady hitting a Victorian dude with a fan, captioned “A portrait of acceptable violence in today’s society.”
Reminds me of a parody song my parents used to sing to mock propaganda songs that were blaring on the radio all the time back in the USSR:
(My own clumsy translation)
Sing, o lark! Sing!
Sing, don’t stop.
Soothe me with your protest song.
Sing, o lark! Sing!
Tips for romance writers: Unless you’re describing a very specific sex act, try not to include “boner” and “slap in the face” in the same sentence.
Holy Shit this song is like a gift from heaven.
Katz – I think she would definitely approve.