When we first met Spearhead commenter Rmaxd, he was raving about how our technological society had rendered women obsolete. He’s back, this time taking on, well, women again, and welfare, and declining birth rates, and, well, it’s all a little bit hard to follow.
Let’s start with Rmaxd’s basic premises:
Women are serially monogamous or hypergamous & are infertile for the majority of their lives
While men are polygamous, & FERTILE for the majority of their lives
Marriage has always been used as the earliest form of birth contraception, limit the amount of children a fertile male can have, by forced mating with a single infertile woman for the rest of his life.
We are off to a bad start here. Is there anything in all that that’s correct? Among other things: marriage is most decidedly not a particularly effective form of birth control. (The show Eight is Enough was based on a real family, and I suspect we’ve all met people with enough siblings to fill a bus.) But let’s continue; Rmaxd is on a roll:
As the government can no longer force this sort of mating on infertile womens, especially in the lower moronic, under educated peasantry states,
As women want alphas,
Obviously sluts & whores, are simply mimicing infertile women, as only infertile dried up vaginas, can afford to sleep around with hundreds of men
This is why we have sluts & promiscuity, marketted to young girls today, imitate infertile women, imitate their habits, destroy your fertility, destroy your youth
A childhood of std’s & yeast infections
Yeah, I’m not even going to try to parse all that.
In any case, as Rmaxd argues, these “infertile” ladies somehow still manage to pop out a few kids when they’re young, and the evil welfare state rewards them for it:
It’s essentially birth control by sponsoring infertile women, most women have a couple of kids, basically enough to live off the welfare & free housing
As we all know, single mothers live lives of untold luxury and indolence.
What we have here is essentially welfare for infertile women, as they’re no longer able to siphon cash from enslaving men into walking wallets & their magical vagina’s a pit of std’s & warts
In the past, you see, women could enslave men by marrying them. Now they can’t get dudes to stick around, so instead they enslave men by not marrying them, raising their kids on their own with the help of welfare money. It’s all very devious.
Rmaxd would prefer that the welfare money go to the fathers:
If we had welfare for men who had kids, with different women, we would have a healthy birth rate, instead of the declining birth rate we have now … this is all about rewarding & protecting a womans sexuality over a mans sexuality
It all leads to what Rmaxd calls:
The new another dark age of female fanatical male hate,
sponsored & policed by the church of radical feminist mangina, & government
The dried up vagina, as a tool of the state & population control
This barely coherent spew of woman-hatred – and it’s even less comprehensible without my edits and annotations – still managed to draw a few upvotes from the regulars, proving that internet misogynists will upvote pretty much anything so long as it contains the requisite level of anti-woman vitriol.
In case you’re feeling especially bored this lazy Sunday, the whole Spearhead thread is a trainwreck of misogyny and racism – including some fairly obnoxious discussions of black “Welfare Queens” and Mexican immigrants from a fellow called Keyster. Does that (fake) name sound familiar? You may know him as a fairly regular contributor to A Voice for Men and the producer of the AVfM internet radio show.
Jumbofish,
My last name isn’t phinn. It’s a nickname I got in high school from my best friend. I wasn’t squealing about anything sexual, just that him and I spend more time together because he isn’t posting on this site.
Xanthe,
Unfortunately, you have a twisted view of him because he takes some strange pleasure in playing the devils advocate. His mother is like that too, so he most likely takes after her.
David,
He might as well be…he gets stubborn. It’s cute sometimes.
Love Ashley <3
David is being coy about Ashley’s IP address!
I should point out that if it is B-don hiding behind his sockpuppet GF, he’s still failed David’s challenge, since “Ashley’s” comment refers to him several times.
Oh, FFS.
What’s more likely, that B-don figured.out how to use The Onion Router and hide his IP, or that Ashley really does exist and is as obsessed with B-don as he is with himself?
Hint to Ashley: Real people talk about themselves occasionally. What’s it like being with an overweening narcissistic assholes, for example?
I was willing to accept that Brandon had a girlfriend named Ashley (anything else, I was dubious on).
Now, though, am firmly in the Ashtheistic site.
Look person posting under ashley phinn. if your life is better since Brandon’s refusing to participate here (and lord knows our lives are better too), don’t YOU starting posting here and trying to change our minds about Brandon or anything else.
It’s too LOLtastic for words–classic sockpuppeting move. I bet next you’ll be telling us that GASP the lurkers support you in email.
My first thought was that Ami’s bored. But if it’s Brandon, his narcissism is ADORABLE! “I know I can’t talk about myself, but if “Ashley” does then THAT’s ok, right?”
“I know I can’t talk about myself, but if “Ashley” does then THAT’s ok, right?”
He really does love himself. Someone has to, I suppose.
Hey there, Brandon. You do realize that the girlfriend who you told us called this site a bunch of “man haters” wouldn’t start posting here, right? Of course you don’t. Because you’re an idiot.
Anyway, I thought Ashley got off on Brandon reading out the comments here. Why’d he stop? Cudda got some strange and kinky luvin in there ;D
I had a great-aunt who would smuggle booze in from Mexico during Prohibition. She and her husband had hollowed-out panels in their car where they would hide the bottles. One time they got ambitious, though, and stuffed a few more bottles under my great-aunt’s shirt and padded it to look like she was pregnant. They thought the jig was up when Border Patrol asked her to step out of the car, but she went full-on Southern Bitch on them: “Ah can’t believe, that in mah condition…” They told she could stay in the car.
@Joanna: He probably forgot he said that, just like every other claim he backtracked on.
But this has made my morning hilarious, so I’m not complaining.
Hey, Ash, check your jewelry box/dresser/whatever for hidden cameras.
Just sayin’.
@Nimue
Awesome name and awesome gran!!!
Unfortunately I’m the disreputable maggot in my long respectable stock. My maternal granddad was one of the founding members of the Communist Party of Sri Lanka and my paternal grandfather was a very highly respected lawyer. Big ass shoes to fill, and unfortunately my feet aren’t growing in this pair of loafers 😛
You might also want to check your bathroom. Can never be too careful.
So… Brandon was spending all his spare time here, despite what he told us. And he spent a lot of what time he wasn’t spending here ranting about manboobz, so much so that Ashley noticed a huge difference in the quality of time he’s spending with her.
What a catch he is..
Are all these crazies right wing? Libertarians? The “tool of the state” thing made me wonder. Are there a bunch of socialist MRAs out there as well?
Apparently Ashley Phinn had a baby last year:
http://announce.jpress.co.uk/7840114?s_source=jpne_gz
One of my ancestors, a great-great-great grandfather of mine, was known as “Honest John, the Hanging Judge”. Apparently, he sentenced a lot of people to public executions for minor crimes. He was also known as honest, though, for hiding money from Quantrill’s raiders during the Civil War, and returning the money to the county treasury after the war was over. He could have kept the money and nobody would have known. One of my ancestors on my mother’s side of the family is Sam Houston, the first President of Texas before it became a US state. I’m glad my parents got involved in genealogy stuff recently. It allowed me to learn these interesting facts about my ancestors without doing any of the boring research.
I could believe that Phinn is actually Finn. Still, I firmly believe that Ashley is an imaginary girlfriend.
Well since Brandon is so cheap, fake girlfriend is more likely.
Dying to know if Ashley’s IP address makes her claim to be Brandon’s GF likely … or if she’s a sockpuppet. Because the idea that she would start posting here to celebrate that Brandon is no longer posting here … hilarious!
I don’t think the IP would prove anything, since they could reasonably be two people posting from the same computer.
The fact that Ashley is just as obsessed with Brandon as Brandon is–that’s somewhat more telling. (Also, being banned from one site rarely cures an Internet obsession. A guy like him doesn’t just run out of places to troll.)
I think Ashley should be challenged to make a post that does not reference “her” “boyfriend.”
“I think Ashley should be challenged to make a post that does not reference “her” “boyfriend.”
I don’t think Brandon is programmed that way….
Anyway, ancestors!
My mother’s father left Germany relatively soon after the rise of the Nazis. His brother, however, failed to take a hint from the border guards that a bribe was required, and as a result was stuck in Germany at age 12 while the rest of the family was stuck in America. After several months on his own as a little kid he became something of a cause celebre, with prominent American Jews advocating for him, and our family has a copy of a letter from Albert Einstein demanding my grand-uncle’s release. Eventually (not because of Einstein) my grand-uncle got out and he’s still alive today.
My mother’s mother had diptheria when her family left Germany, and because she was Jewish she was unable to get treatment. She was blind and extremely ill when the family walked past medical inspectors–her brother and father held her between their arms to make it look like they were simply walking arm in arm as an affectionate family, but in reality she was too weak to walk on her own. She didn’t get caught and she’s also still alive today, albeit with permanent eye and heart damage from the diptheria.
My father’s father lived in eastern Poland, in a small town with only a few German soldiers posted there. Because my grandfather spoke Yiddish (which is similar to German), he could talk to the Germans, while the Polish-speaking villagers could not. He became pretty good friends with some of them–they were Nazis, sure, but they were also very young men stuck in a boring little town far from home and glad for some company. They played soccer together. Then one of my grandfather’s soccer buddies came to him in the middle of the night and told him, “You have to leave now. The Gestapo is coming in the morning to take all the Jews.” That night my grandfather’s family walked across the border to Russia with only the things they could carry. My grandfather was drafted into the Russian army but lived through the war and moved to America.
My father’s mother is the only story I don’t know. She died when I was young and she didn’t talk about her experiences during the war–I don’t think my dad even knows exactly what happened to her. But I know she had been either in a concentration camp or supposed to go to one at some point. She had a tattoo on her arm and was missing a fingernail. When she came to America, it was with an adoptive Christian family; no one else from her family survived the Holocaust.
Oh, and all that above ^^^ is why I get rather extraordinarily upset at MRAs bandying about phrases like “Nazis,” “holocaust,” “genocide,” every time they have to pay a cover charge on Ladies’ Night. That’s not what a goddamn genocide looks like.
To say nothing of all the anti-semitic bullshit that crawls in around here.
Holly, that’s amazing.
Molly Ren:
Mine were major politicians.
Which isn’t much fun if you share the same surname as well as genes, but almost entirely disagree with the positions they took on just about everything. Fortunately, it wasn’t until I read my grandfather’s obituary that I realized just how far apart we were politically.