Recently, a nameless commenter here asked “What exactly is “rapey” about Pick Up Artistry?” The post below should help to answer that question.
Hey, fellas! Say you’ve applied some state of the art Pickup Artistry on some HB 10 (“hot babe 10”) and you’re about to add another notch to your “girls I’ve totally had sex with” belt – and she has the gall to tell you “no.” Should you be worried?
Pickup artist Roosh Valizedah (whom we were talking about just yesterday) says, er, no. Apparently “no” (when the word is uttered by a girl you are groping) is actually a variant of “yes.” Who knew?
While every feminist likes to repeat the phrase “No means no,” it depends on context. Here’s a guide:
“No” when you try to take off her jeans or shirt means… “You need to turn me on a lot more.”
“No” when you try to take off her bra means… “Try again in five minutes.”
“No” when you try to take off her panties means… “Don’t give up now!”
I find the only word that means no is “stop.” If you hear that word then she’ll be asking you to leave soon after.
So just filter out everything she says other than the word “stop” and you’ll be fine. Oh, and if she actually starts punching you, that’s also a clue that she doesn’t want to have sex with you.
For every rape accusation I’d want to know at what stage of undress the girl was at before the supposed rape happened. If she was completely naked until saying no, and got there voluntarily, then I’d be reluctant to charge the man with rape unless there were signs of violence.
Gals need to remember, Roosh explains, that once a man gets a boner he’s pretty much helpless. His innate biological drives require that he either have sex with you (if you’re willing) or rape you (if you are unwilling and remember to say “stop” as well as “no”).
Women need to understand that men aren’t robots who can suddenly stop at the drop of a dime with all that testosterone pumping through their system. Therefore it would be prudent for them not to enter situations where the average man can’t stop due to his innate weaknesses as an animal whose entire existence depends on him successfully mating.
If it gets to that point, Roosh advises the ladies, you should just try to enjoy the rape as best you can – like it’s some sort of carnival ride.
Every roller coaster has a point while chugging up that first hill where’s there’s no turning back and you just need to hang on for the ride. In other words, don’t let a man on your bed unless you’re trying to get it.
So, In Roosh’s world, woman who merely say “no” shouldn’t complain about being raped, and men are basically slavering beasts controlled by their penises. What a lovely view of the world!
Yep. No science-fiction writer has ever had an excellent idea that people are attempting to create.
@Myoo
Yeah, I think in the case of robots it would be different. But we got a guy here who actually said (paraphrasing) “to be sentient does not mean to feel” and that gives me the impression he has done his research on the subjects he speaks about in science fiction stories instead of, for example, in philosophy of consciousness and real-life artificial intelligence and cognition studies.* He certainly abuses the word like people who know what they’re talking about don’t.
(*The two latter, coincidentally, being the subjects where I began my studies and was going to major in. I changed into biosciences early on but I still remain interested!)
@eline
I honestly am not particularly well-versed in philosophy of consciousness or real life artificial intelligence. I’m mostly just going from what seems to make sense to me and part of that has been influenced by science fiction. I’d be glad if MSN had done his research in good science fiction stories.
There are many stories in sci-fi that examine the emergence of sentient/sapient robots, what influence that could have in society, the ethics involved in dealing with these robots, the nature of self-awareness, and other such topics.
And this isn’t exactly new either, Asimov wrote these kinds of stories over 50 years ago. Osamu Tezuka made Astro Boy around that time as well. Not that much later it was explored in 2001: A Space Odissey, although in that one it was a computer and not a robot per se. These are just three examples of the top of my head, and i’m only talking about sci-fi, there have been myths and legends about artificial people for centuries, if not millennia.
So that’s why his “unfeeling robots will be totally better than human but I don’t care to elaborate” shtick to be so annoying. Not only is this not a new idea, but his particular version is a lazy formulation as well.
http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/livelihood
Unless you are under the impression that women don’t need a place to live, a way to pay the electric bill, etc., you need to stop using that word.
If we’re eating Ramen I’m going to vote for Sapporo Ichiban, or Indo-Mie, or even the Maggi flavors that are made in Malaysia. In the unlikely (if you don’t live in an area with a big SE Asian population) event that you can get your hands on any of the Viet brands, those are good too.
Also, nobody who thinks that “irregardless” is a word and uses the phrase “in point of actual fact” has any writing talent. Again, Buttpole, your teacher did you a favor.
(I’m still hoping that Mikey is a Poe, because it’s depressing to think that anyone could be as stupid as he seems to be.)
varpole: I’m sorry? I am a rising corporate executive and entrepreneur-on-the-side; I would ask that you at least show me the courtesy of acknowledging my station.
I have accomplished more in my young life than you ever will.
Oh please.
I’ve helped build rockets which are on their way to Jupiter. I worked on the prototype nosewheel for the F-22.
In my Army career I trained more than 300 interrogators, and helped shaped doctrine in the design of two sets of interrogation instruction.
I’ve been interviewed by Ukranaian television about the inception of joint training betweeen the US and Ukraine when Ukraine decided it wanted to establish ties with NATO in the 1990s. I’ve helped in the translations for designing some of the subsequent exercises in that program.
I was a translator in the first exercise to design working protocols between the US and Russia in the event of a joint missile defense mission.
I’ve had generals praise me. I’ve had privates praise me. I’ve seen the fruits of my labor make nations policies change.
I’ve been an opinion editor, and a managing editor on a weekly paper. I’ve got a published book on photography (which means I have an entry in the Library of Congress, actually, I ought to have three, because I have two books I did the illos for as well). I have done shows in the US and Canada, I’ve sold art to people in Europe, Canada, New Zealand and Australia.
I’ve been to Korea, Canada, Ecuador (to include the Galapagos), Germany, Kuwait, Ukraine and France.
I’ve broken horses to saddle, dug a well, hatched chickens and quail, framed buildings, repaired cars and moved across the US twice.
I’ve been homeless, and gotten back to being sheltered.
I’m a combat veteran, and I’ve got an 80 percent disability rating because of it. After that happened I did a two and a half month motorcycle trip, crossing international borders four times, and covering 8,000 miles in 19 riding days.
I’ve been an actor, holding crowds in one man shows, and in long stretches of interactive improv theater.
I teach people to cook.
I have ex lovers who still love me.
Good luck at matching those, much less besting them, because you think that your pushing paper (and maybe selling things) grants you some “station” in need of respect.
Pull the other one, it’s got bells on it.
And yes, I know that list seems a bit incredible. Some of it (the rockets, the nosewheel, the missle-defense exercise) were being in the right place at the right time. Some of it (the editing, the interrogation instruction) was the combination of hard work, talent, and being in the right place at the right time.
Some of it (the book illustrations) was talent combined with knowing people.
And I left a lot out. Sort of like William Goldman and the story of Butch and Sundance.
It’s been a good ride. I got a lot of interesting breaks,and a lot of good luck.
I’ve got no real regrets.
Wetherby: Julian Barnes was wrong. Crepuscular is a wonderful word, and twice a year is not too much (though I confess, I mostly use it in terms of snakes; we used to breed cornsnakes, which are crepuscular).
If a woman doesn’t want sex with you, she will stop you and there won’t be any ambiguity about it. All the rest is just tease and play. Stop being so goddamn pussified.
Not another troll trying to necro threads. Guess what, if you don’t hate women, don’t use gendered insults. Now fuck off.
The scaredy-cat is of course the guy who asks if a girl wants to have sex, not the guy who sneaks a word into a conversation six months later.
Not to mention that he sneaks it in on a thread that’s about rapists ignoring every word, every signal that means “no”. Way to say he’s going to rape a woman who doesn’t use whatever precise code he’s decided is the only thing that means she really doesn’t want to have sex.
I always wonder if guys like Andrew realize that their little bon mots are read by pretty much any woman as “I will try to rape you if given the chance”. I mean hey, thanks for the heads up and all, but zero points for stealth.
So wait, if this “who you can have sex with” thing is so clear, wtf’s with the whole “having ‘sex’ with asleep or passed out people” sort of rape?
(And why am I watching New Girl?!)
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Is Andrew JS’s middle name, by any chance?
Does this man talk in anything other than reactionary misogynist clichés?
There are a variety of features of the plumbing
system that require specialized devices in order to be operated appropriately.
So Roosh is arguing that all men should be castrated to protect them from being overwhelmed by those unstoppable biological drives?