Time for another peek into the Man Boobz “Trash” folder!
Regular commenters here may have come across the comments of an MRA/MGTOWer calling himself justeunperdant, who has graced the comments section here with sarcastic if often quite surreal remarks which are enhanced, I feel, by his poor command of the English language.
Here’s one of his perplexing little gems (and no, it doesn’t make any more sense in context):
Here’s one that’s slightly less perplexing, though it seems to be based on the notion that Title IX isn’t a law but is actually the name of some dude:
But what you don’t realize is that not all of Mr. justeunperdant’s comments see the light of day. For example, several days ago he tried to post the following comment:
The problem here wasn’t the comment itself, which is fairly typical of MRAs who visit the site; it was that he attached a video that evidently showed pictures of Jodi Arias, now on trial for the murder of her boyfriend, dragging around his dead body. Not particularly wanting such a graphic video up on Man Boobz, I sent justeunperdant’s comment to the trash.
This made him mad:
I didn’t let that one through either. He keeps posting comments; I keep tossing them in the trash.
When MRAs suggest I delete comments because I “can’t handle the truth,” this is the sort of “truth” they’re talking about.
I try to keep names as they are displayed (though I screwed up wordsp1nner yesterday. I don’t have a strong preference one way or the other, though I tend to think capitalised is better; it being my name.
You don’t mind capitalized? Lovely, my auto correct learned it that way >.<
Kitteh’s: I don’t think about the pushing of the shift key. I have to sort of interrupt myself to avoid doing it for names.
So do I, Pecunium. I was thinking of “one less bit of RSI-ish movement”. 😉
No room for bigger tanks for loachies at the moment, sadly, Argenti. I think big also because when I think clown loaches I also have my dwarf chain loaches and they’d like buddies, plus my bristlenoses, plus at least pepper and adolfi cories… *dreams*
Re: AA, I didn’t expect not wanting that abbreviation necessarily meant disliking the AA, emilygoddess, but personally I am deeply uncomfortable with how religion is enforced as part of the programme. If “accepting god” was even fairly passively part of a rehabilitation programme I personally would feel super uncomfortable and I can’t see myself being able to comit to something that so alienates me.
Especially if there’s a heavy implication that the god in question is by default the Abrahamic god. No Thanks.
Yuppers. I believe the idea is that it can be any god (though who wants to be in practice not being Christian is not particularly accepted in western countries)… but I am a deeply unreligious person. I was even raised atheist so I don’t even have the comfort in rituals many people raised religious have.
OK, Googled it:
WTF? HOW does the second one fit in? You’re in a fragile place, you’re admitting to yourself that you need to make changes, then BAM! God! That pretty much just triggers *run away* in me. O_O
I’m pretty sure than was shoved in there after the development of the system too. Sigh.
Well, it does suggest at least a monotheistic-type god. You could hypothetically think of the “higher power” as being some non-god type being but it is all pretty dodgy.
Yes “a” higher power is pretty suggestive of monotheism, and it’d be very easy to read “can give strength” as implying an interventionist god. I’m far from religious, which to me means “believing in a particular religion,” not “believing in a deity/deities/soul/afterlife” in whatever combination. I do believe in the latter but don’t concern myself about what the creator might be like; the Ground of Being is as good a term as any. Mr K once said his idea was “a consciousness but not a personality,” which I like because it moves away from the idea of a being, an individual, or (shudder) a glorified type of human.
… what was I talking about again?
Meh, easiest thing to do is worship Ceiling Cat. Nobody expects cats to do things for them.
OK, as an agnostic/Pagan who has been in AA, I have a lot of feelings about the God stuff. While I have no doubt that the support system of AA is why I am sober today, it was also the God talk that drove me away. For all that they claim you can have any higher power you want, the relationship AA prescribes with said higher power is very Protestant: it is a personal relationship with a being who has both the ability and the desire to take over control of your life for you. I was a practicing Hellenic Reconstructionist at the time, and try as I might, I could not manage to cram my gods into the role AA wanted me to assign them – and in AA, any resistance to doing things exactly as they’re written in the Big Book is grounds for your sponsor to decide you’re not working your program and stop helping you. In AA, it’s assumed that believing we can control our own lives is the reason we ended up drinking in the first place, so there’s an unfortunate meme that any disagreement with the program is just stubbornness and will lead to relapse – you must surrender yourself entirely to the program, because it only works if you do it exactly as Bill W and Dr Bob did. It can get almost cultish sometimes, and I’m glad to be away from it TBH.
I don’t think so. If you read Bill W’s story in the Big Book, he says he got sober when an old drinking buddy came to him and said “hey, I turned my life over to God and now I don’t drink any more”. Bill W tried it and hey, God got him sober, too, so he started Carrying the Message to others and AA was born.
*Also, what you posted was not the 12 steps as written. Here they are in all their God-bothering glory:
Oh, yeah, that’s totally atheist-friendly *eyeroll*
(Like I said, I have a lot of feelings…)
Oh god (heh), the horror. Sad to hear it pretty much fits what I expected, emilygoddess. >:( Especially the part about your sponsor potentially actively choosing not to help you because you don’t convert? Grrrrr.
Damn, I can’t remember where I heard the thing about not originally being religious. Not that it makes a practical difference.
I’m glad you’re doing better though. 🙂
Kitteh: yeah I pretty strongly believe in nothing *but* if there were a higher power it seems totally ridiculous to me for them to be as personified as they are. So I lean heavily toward your interpretation if we’re to presuppose there is something.
Note on religion: I find it interesting how people interpret not believing in an afterlife, or any sort of higher reason for existing than we just happened to end up this way, really miserable. I can see how it’s reassuring to imagine we don’t just STOP but personally I find the world is pretty amazing (when I can see through my depression talking) just as it is.
I find the idea of death being an ending reassuring (though I have to admit I have a different perspective to many since I spent many years longing to be dead, just to sleep and feel nothing), and I find the world just existing just because pretty awesome. Nature, the world, everything being bigger than us, and particularly the idea of a Christian god really bugs me because the whole thing is so prescriptive and I don’t want perfection, I just want reality.
I am failing to explain myself! Does anyone know what I mean?
Re: loaches, lol, yeah that makes sense. My poor plec is stuck in a 55g, but after a couple years in a 29g he seems okay enough with it. (I had a 55g when I got him, third hand and fully grown, then my 55g met an icy sidewalk…there’s one thing my father did right, found a water tight 55g for $10 at a tag sale!)
Re: AA — it’s religious enough that when this was pointed out to my clinical psychology TA, she checked and apologized for not realizing how exclusionary it is. I wasn’t going to go there, seeing how it’s at the bottom of my list of issues with being called AA, but yeah, it’s problematic. And fuck, “Him” well hello monotheistic male god! (Where’s Diogenes the Dull? I’m sure he’d love to use this as proof of his religion…)
emilygoddess — congrats on your soberity, sorry if my initial reaction was too “oh gods not AA!”
More regarding fish — yes yes guys, I’m awake, chill! I’ve got a school of cories clamouring for food…and my tiny loach is in with them >.< Dude, you aren’t a cory! Go play with the loaches! (Little one is cory sized, the rest of the loaches are more like 2~3″ so it sort of makes sense, just looks silly)
…the biggest of the cories are bigger than the little loach…poor little one is going to be smaller than everything else in there soon (the cories are my babies, almost literally, I successfully raised fry! 🙂 )
“I am failing to explain myself! Does anyone know what I mean?”
Yes, hrovitnir, even not self-identifying as an atheist, I’m pretty sure I do : )
hrovitnir – don’t worry, it makes perfect sense! I was agnostic-inclining-to-atheist until a few years ago, and felt much the same way about the natural world. I didn’t have the desire to end. It was simply a matter of if Mr K no longer existed, I didn’t want to either (after death, I mean, not in a suicidal way). Hoping there was a life to come had nothing to do with a God, because the only concept of even a monotheistic god I knew was the pukologous old man in the sky version of the Abrahamic god. That wasn’t from a religious upbringing, btw, just background noise and seeing too much stuff about fundy dropkicks. For that matter, hoping there was a life to come didn’t mean much, because I never supposed that Mr K knew about me, or if he did, had any feelings at all; I was never of the “but of course he returns my feelings” attitude. It was only when it turned out that the answer to it all was YES that my beliefs changed. There’s still doubts and questions but I’m in a different place, and it’s totally untouched by any organised religion. (Mr K is about as ex-Catholic as you could ask for, 369 years and counting.)
emilygoddess – your treatment by AA stinks, utterly. 🙁
“Mr K is about as ex-Catholic as you could ask for, 369 years and counting.”
That is very ex-Catholic! Also, “pukologous” is an awesome word.
@Kitteh
I’m sorry if this comes off as weird and stalky but I find it incredibly lovely and touching how very much in love with Mr Kitteh you clearly are.
I hope that I find someone I feel as strongly and deeply about as that some day (I’ve got plenty of time seeing as I’m only 20 :P).
Yeah, in my case, actually trying to get a god involved with ANY part of my life makes me actively angry, and thus becomes unproductive. Like, other people can have their gods, my husband’s a happy Southern Baptist, but I don’t want them anywhere near me. Trying to encourage me to do so, even as a thought exercise, deeply upsets me.
I see death in some ways immensely reassuring. It’s the question that nobody can answer, and the answer everyone gets, eventually. I find that really soothing. Dammit, I might never know some mysteries, but I’ll get to find that out!
@Argenti – glad you like pukologous, use it with my blessing! 😀
@Historophilia – anything BUT stalky or weird! I felt like I just got a lovely hug when I read your comment. I worry I blather about him too much! I’m still in the OMG he feels the same way stage despite having had our fifth marriage anniversary yesterday. We have a several anniversaries because we started thinking of ourselves as married at different times and then had a ceremony and then he proposed … and now I’m getting an engagement ring. Organisation, how does it work?
Stop thinking of your life as disorganised and start declaring that you’re so in love that it has BENT CAUSALITY INTO A PRETZEL!
“Organisation, how does it work?”
Generally in an incredibly unorganized manner! XD
Congrats though!
::looks at screen::
::laughs head off over PRETZEL CAUSALITY::
::Mr K peers up at screen to see what the fuss is about::
::starts thinking “Hmm, baking …”
(this after him spending a day making bread anyway)
Pretzel causality is way cooler than the Doctor’s timey-wimey line.
How about timey whimey pretzel casuality?
Pretzels are interesting in that they’re a self-intersecting line, rather than a ball of stuff. More structure, but also more possibility of some nice Weird Shit.
I think Homestuck runs on a time pretzel.
I think timey wimey pretzel causality is the system our public transport uses.