An alert reader pointed me to this amazing “map” from the 1830s, posted on Ptak Science Books and originally found here. Described as “A Map of the Open Country of a Woman’s Heart,” it presents a less-than-flattering picture of the supposed shallowness, vanity and selfishness of the female of the species. Click on the pic above to see it full size.
It’s amazing how closely this resembles so many Manosphere “critiques” of evil modern women; the main difference is that it’s a bit more polite in its language. Also, no mention of stinky vaginas.
Manospherians love to talk about “taking the red pill,” as if their ideas are all new and cool and Matrixy. Actually, of course, their ideas are old as fuck. It’s more like they are taking a gulp of Dr. Flimflam’s Electro Magnetic Misogyny Fluid.
Below, another amazing picture also found on Ptak, which presents data on where women’s eyes linger when looking at men. (Again, click on it to see it full size.) I suspect this one would be a bit more confounding to the Manospherians of today, in that it doesn’t show women looking only at the dude’s wallet. The post on Ptak offers a more detailed explanation of what this picture is about.
Why would I care about Twilight? Why should it bother me? Eragon isn’t going to ruin fantasy for me either. Some people make crappy fiction all the time XD
Because it’s so bad. And when it dominates the whole genre for a few years it starts to get irritating.
I definitely still am a Vampire fan…I’m just waiting for the craze to die down. Plus I’ve been focusing on other fandoms recently lol.
I’m hoping Twilight will turn out to be a gateway drug and the kids who were into it will migrate to more interesting supernatural stuff as they get older.
It can be a little irritating to have something crappy defining the popular perception of a genre you like, but it’ll pass.
Weirdly, I have really different preferences between women and men. I tend to be most attracted to chubby, nerdy women, but when I’m attracted to a guy it’s usually some skinny, conventionally hot bishonen type (the guy who played L in the live-action Death Note movies, oh my gawd).
Bringing it back to the picture, wow. I wonder what the deal is with “District No. 1”? I keep thinking ‘but shouldn’t that be up in the ‘Love of Display’ area? After all, they make the Capitol’s luxury goods!’ But that’s only because I caught a nice string of Hunger Games on my last fishing trip to Novel Reading.
I’m just trying to figure out where the Shire is in all that mess.
I think it’s in the Good Sense portion of the country of Sentiment.
Makes sense.
Does anyone see religion or faith anywhere? I would have expected it to be there somewhere, given the time period.
But at least now we know where a guy goes when he gets friendzoned…the vast wastes of Platonic Affection, looking longingly at the City and District of Love, but not allowed to enter.
District No 1 is in the selfishness area, looking out for No 1. I guess?
The gates to the City are barred by women’s evil hypergamy. Only alphas are allowed to enter. Since this means that the majority of the women in the city can’t have a man of their own, I guess they share? So really it’s the City of Polyamory?
From the “Colonial Times” newspaper, who presumably pinched it from somewhere else, 4 March 1831.
Rules and Regulations for Young Ladies
At fifteen, – Affect vivacity, and line your bonnets with pink. If in company with an agreeable gentleman, hold your breath long enough to blush when he speaks to you, and incline your eyes downwards when giving an answer.
At sixteen, – Seem to have a high spirit, but shew the most unbounded submission to the opinion of the favoured oe. Yon may now (when in conversation) look in a gentleman’s face, but be cautious that the eye-brows are kept well archd. Affect a great liking for little babies, and get the credit of bring an excellent nurse.
At seventeen. – Read the news of literature and fashion, and form your opinion of the follies of the day, upon their mode. Condemn a taste for public amusements, and talk of the happi ness of retirement, and of domestic life. Simper ” nimming pimming,” to put your lips in pretty shape, and kiss children before gentlemen, that they may look and envy. Wear frocks as low as the fashion will allow, but still leave much to con- jecture.
At eighteen. – Look out seriously for a husband, and be everywhere upon your best behav¡our, taking great care not to smell of bread and butter.
At nineteen, – Goto, routs and parties, but avoid general flirting. Dress fashionably, but with great neatness and pro priety. Wear no flowers in your hair, but let the curls have an appearance of simple negligence.
At twenty. – Consider yourself in some danger of remaining single, and suit your conduct to your circumstances.
At twenty-one. – Be less particular than heretofore, for time begins to wane.
At twenty-two.-Think seriously of paying a visit to some friend at Madras or Calcutta.
At twenty-three. – Marry any body that is not downright intolerable.
At twenty-four. – You cease to be a young lady, and must manage as well as you can.
(Sorry about all the typoes)
Magpie, that sounds like proto-MRA crap; women should settle or else be washed up hags by 24. The horror!
I’m a 34F and I’m 45.
Good luck with your ideal measurements MRAL, because they’d be almost twice as big as my middle aged body and frankly have to hang to the knees.
OMG GUISE I THINK I SMELL OF BREAD AND BUTTER
WHAT DO I DO
I DON’T WANT TO SIT IN THIS BASEMENT FOREVER ALONE WITH THESE TASTY FUMES
The bread and butter thing is a bit specific, isn’t it?
I kinda wondered if “bread and butter” was supposed to be a metaphor for something. If not, I fail to see what’s wrong with smelling like it. Bread smells wonderful.
I like ‘visit a friend in Madras or Calcutta’ – the blokes out there are desperate for a white woman XP
Also if you asked most people to make a list of stinky foods I wouldn’t think butter would be on there, unless it’s gone off.
The bread part is like…take care not to smell of blueberry muffins, or of scones, as this is sure to turn a man’s stomach.
Maybe this is advice on how to snare yourself a husband who’s gluten intolerent?
This is off-topic, but have any MRAs commented about Dane Cook’s recent performance? I know I could Google it myself but I’ll let someone with better anger managment issues do it.
http://jezebel.com/5877633/horrible-things-dane-cook-said-on-stage-last-night
It sounds like Cook has been spending some time on The Spearhead.
Seriously, if a woman I met smelled of delicious baked goods I think it would up my attraction to her considerably.
Google comes up with “she smelled of bread and butter” as an insult in a few books written about that time. It says Byron said that is why he didn’t like schoolgirls.
I don’t get it, myself.
This is completely unrelated, but she’s awesome and I’m pretty sure reading about her made me play better in my pirate game.
http://badassoftheweek.com/lamaupin.html