Oh dear. Our friends the Men’s Rights Redditors have discovered Mr.Ian Ironwood’s little treatise on sexbots. While some are a bit skeptical about the reality of the (non-existent) Human-Robot Personal Relationship Act — more skeptical, anyway, than Ironwood or Vox Day before him — this doesn’t stop the regulars from offering all sorts of distressing and/or hilarious opinions on the subject.
For example, OuiCrudites suggests that women have made sexbots inevitable by generally being such a pain in the ass, and MaunaLoona compares female sexuality to the railroad monopolies of the 19th century:
In a later comment, OuiC elaborates on his “most women are shitty” thesis:
MaunaLoona, meanwhile, agrees with Ironwood that developing the AI for sexbots won’t be a big challenge, because the average American woman is dumb and has a terrible personality.
A Canadian Redditor steps in to point out that the alleged “legislation” isn’t real. Oh, and to suggest that many “females” can’t think rationally.
Geigerwasright concludes that men will find sexbots preferable to women because the women of today aren’t providing them with “love, loyalty [or] kindness.”
So watch out, ladies! Unless you clean up your act, and quick, the good men of the Men’s Rights subreddit will abandon you en masse in favor of sex with inanimate objects that pretend to like them.
And this is apparently supposed to be a bad thing for women.
Clauderoughly postulates that sexbots for women will never be that popular, because what women really want is to get pregnant, so they can live the good life off of child support:
That’s a bit weird, as all the women I’ve had sex with have seemed quite interested not getting pregnant from sex. Indeed, some have had devices inserted into their bodies by doctors to prevent such an occurence.
The world that MRAs live in is a strange and scary place. I prefer the real world. It’s much cheerier.
NOTE: The horrible picture at the top of this post was borrowed from Craftastrophe.
Falconer, I don’t think your link goes anywhere :(.
I have a great, big steaming pile of Nope.
*I’ll
@Viscaria: it works for me. Maybe I’m just that special. If you can’t see it:
It’s an animated gif of a few seconds from The Fellowship of the Ring. It begins with a close up of a snow field. Then the snow shifts, and Legolas emerges from the snow, looking stage left and stage right.
It’s from right after Saruman pulls the avalanche off of Caradhras onto the Fellowship, trying to force them into Moria.
We got up to six inches in spots here in Tennessee, but it’s mostly the icy roads that are a problem.
Whoops, missed hey there’s post.
Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. Guess I’ll volunteer for the cleanup crew. Where’s the afterparty?
Steampunk-styled sex bots don’t have to be repulsive. Has anybody here read Chester 5000 XYV?
NSFW, but totally great.
You’ve got more snow than we do right now! Wow, 6 inches.
My stepdad was up in with some coworkers Houston for a business trip once and it had snowed about an inch, and the rental places refused to rent them a car. They scoffed and said “we’re Canadian, I’m pretty sure we can handle it,” but the rental place stood firm, so they had to grab a cab. And boy, were they glad they did, because the road wasn’t covered in an inch of snow; it was covered in drivers who had no idea how one drives in an inch of snow. Scariest roads they’d ever seen, he said.
I hope you get around safe 🙁 do you guys have plows working the roads down there?
@inurashii: Yes, I have read Chester, I thought it was great. For some reason, though, “clanking” and “steam powered” equal “not near MY dick!” for me.
@Viscaria: I’m down in the Tennessee River Valley. There’s a quarter-inch of snow in the town I work in, and nothing in the town I live in, and my commute’s about twenty, thirty minutes if the traffic lights don’t go my way.
My boss told me to go home early yesterday. The roads in my work-town were slushing up pretty quickly. I don’t think they tried to salt before the snow, but three days of rain would wash any road clean! The roads are clear this morning.
The six inches is from someone I spoke to today who guessed he lived about twelve miles from the town I work in. Alcoa Highway’s closed south of Knoxville because of a rockslide. I heard there were seven tractor-trailers jackknifed on I-75, but I can’t find mention of it here.
My dad told me about driving home for Christmas from Chicago to Kentucky in, he guesses, 1973. He said the interstate was an inch-thick sheet of ice as far south as Indianapolis. Did he cancel? Nope! He drove about 35 mph. People would roar past, and then he’d see ’em five minutes later, nose-down in the ditch.
And he frets about MY driving. I suppose experience is the best teacher, especially about what is stupid.
Snow in Hampshire! It’s about ankle-height. Classes have been cancelled, which is good, because I got first case of wacky menstrual fun in two years four months and there’s cramping and freaking out, and I really did not fancy trudging uphill for a 10am class.[/TMI]
I have no plans to make snowmen. I plan to sit in my room and take plenty of paracetamol (because my usual pain pills react badly to ibuprofen) and play Sims 2 and be grouchy.
Here is California the weather is its usual variations on a theme of moderate. It’s been cold at night, but warm enough to go out without a coat during the day.
It’s snowing here in York (ie. Northern England) and has been on and off for the past two or three days, but not enough to really start settling.
It’s been really cold though, but apparently it gets even colder than this and I am a wimpy southerner to think that it’s freezing now.
On the plus side, I went and spent my Christmas book tokens today and I have Neil Gaiman, Ursula K. Le Guinn and History books 😀
@CWS, @Historophilia: My mind insists on inserting “New” in front of Hampshire and York when I read your comments. I tell it to pipe down or I’ll eat veggies for lunch, so it subsides, grumbling.
@Viscaria: The road wasn’t covered in an inch of snow; it was covered in drivers who had no idea how one drives in an inch of snow.
This is why, when it snows out here in rural NE Texas, and the drivers with teh HUGE trucks and SUVs charge out into it, we stay home.
My partner grew up and drove in New York (city), and I ditto in northern Idaho. We can drive on snow.
We just can’t face Texas drivers on snow.
We have had TWO snowstorms here so far this winter. One for Christmas (bah humbug) and one Tuesday (first week of classes). (But I wasn’t going in anyway, so it takes the fun out of snow day when you’re teaching online, bah humbug!).
*shivers*
Historophilia: Heh. As a Yorkshire lad currently in Cambridge, I can tell you that the North doesn’t have a monopoly on cold weather. I genuinely believe that meterology essentially means my current weather is imported from Siberia.
We’re actually having lovely weather over here. A warm, dry wind off the mountains (we call them Chinooks) blew in on the weekend and hasn’t left yet, which means it’s been consistently above freezing all week. It even reached 8C one day! Not bad for January!
The roads are dry, which is lovely. Sidewalks are covered in black ice though.
I’ll complain a lot about the cold when it comes in, but what really defines the weather here is its huge swings in temperature. It is not terribly unusual to be at -25 one day and then 0 degrees two days later.
@MorkaisChosen, lovely! And in Cambridge you get lots of nice fog off the fens as well don’t you?
It does happen sometimes, but it seems to be way too cold for that a lot of the time.
I can see you asking, why? Why am I holding the city hostage? Well, sit back and relax (sorry, are those ropes too tight?) and I’ll tell you.
It all started about fifteen years ago. I was at college, just a kid who didn’t know how ignorant he was. We’d had an ice storm, and it left the campus just glazed, like a delicate glass sculpture. People were slipping all over the place, though.
So it passed a day in the gray clouds, and the ice melted a bit, but it wasn’t gone. Me and my dumb friends decided to walk to the students’ club on the edge of campus. It was slightly downhill, but as the Russians say, we would walk carefully.
We were walking along, talking of airy nothings, and suddenly my feet flew right out from under me and I landed plop! on my butt. I banged my elbows and the back of my head, too, but I wasn’t really hurt. My friends just kept walking, though, they hadn’t even noticed! By the time I struggled to my feet, they were way ahead and I couldn’t catch up without going too fast for comfort.
So that’s why. That’s why you’re tied to this giant red rocket. That’s why the city’s going to go boom if I don’t get what I want. It’s a simple request. Why can’t I get. Three. Thousand. GERBILS!!
I hope the cold lasts until I get to England next week. I want to see actual chilly weather since Arizona just has the half assed 28 degrees F for two days a year.
@PrincessBonbon, it probably will, this is the start of the coldest time of year in the UK, it’ll probably only get colder.
Where in England are you going to?
First week is London (I am arriving on the 25th and fly out on the 10th.)
Second week is in Cornwall.
Yay for airline miles and timeshares!
Unfortunately I was not able to find someone who could take the first week of February off to drive me and my friend around so now I have drive on those itty bitty roads.
That is quite possibly the most accurate description of MRA mentality that I have ever heard.