I’ve found my new favorite Men’s Rights Redditor. Brand new, really, as gonemgtow’s account is only two days old. This comment, his very first, is so loopy — yet also so true to manosphere ideology — that I can’t help but suspect that it’s an inspired hoax — and possibly even the work of one of the old banned trolls here. (I have one in particular in mind.) If not, wow.
I’ve taken the liberty of breaking his wall o’ text into readable paragraphs. Enjoy. Oh, if you’re at work, don’t read this out loud, as it starts off with a bang, NSFW-wise.
Dude, three girlfriends made me fuck them when they had another man’s cum deep in them and there was an unmistakable cum frothing going around the girth of my penis. Confronted with it they told me a bunch of lies, I know cum when I see it for fuck’s sake, and got hysterical that I could even suggest such a thing. I mean it wasn’t just paranoia. I stalked them and found out.
I go to the gym and lift, play poker and generally engage in alpha male activities, but still get cheated on. Right before I went MGTOW I was doing one night stands and every single one I found out were in a relationship or even married. So they basically forced me to wrong a lot of other men the way I’d been wronged myself. I could feel dirtied by the moral corruption of sluts. Basically made me swear off women.
What gets me is that there’s probably a man out there raising my son or daughter and the slut knows and is snickering and laughing at the con she has pulled. The percentage of women doing these things is not negligible and it’s sick and deplorable. Made me cry too when my illusions about women were shattered.
Makes sense when you think about the erotic fiction they read. Go watch the sales numbers. It’s stories about adultery and rape. A lot of stuff you couldn’t think up in your wildest dreams when it comes to moral corruption.
Just stop. Don’t even masturbate. It’s a highway drug to women so to speak. A moment of weakness is all it takes and you’re pounding a slut from behind and actually she’s in a relationship or even married. It’s better to just take the moral high ground.
All religion kinda makes sense to me now, when it comes to women. Ancient men must have know about the problems of letting women run rampant and wrote up some rules to curb the behavior. It was probably easier to just say it was an all powerful being’s will than to explain the true nature of women and why the rules must be followed.
Now that atheism is taking hold, which is rationality, we’re being forced into a state of moral decay as we’ve lost justification to uphold ancient tradition curtailing women’s sexuality and need to go get as much cum as possible from as many men as possible.
Time to take the penis away and go our own way. Cut the flow at the source so to speak and starve them until they realize this feminism shit is bullshit and that we need to basically have some say in how they behave. That their behavior is wrong. Just saying what everyone knows deep down inside. Fuck political correctness.
Gonemgtow didn’t get much love in r/mensrights for this gem, earning 6 downvotes for all his efforts. He should probably head over to MGTOWforums.com, where he’d fit in just fine.
It was kind of “hmm, what are you all about, strange but not threatening bipedal creature?”.
Argenti, maybe it was Flagg sending out his mighty fish thoughts to the electicity workers – “You will keep my tank powered, you will not fail …”
Argenti – that is a strange result from that mixture!
Cassandra – now I’m half expecting the raccoon to be adjusting a pair of glasses, probably wingless ones held on a cord, in a professorial/librarian sort of way.
I swear I have only been drinking tea.
Heheh we three have taken over the comments side bar. Take that, you sleeping slackers!
Kitteh — maybe, but he got named that after surviving a power outage killing his heater (the rest of the tank died, including my entire school of loaches, while they were in my ex’s care 🙁 )
Ok, maybe he was sending out “don’t you dare make me lonely again, it makes my human unhappy”
And lol at that raccoon image, maybe a cute little top hat too…I have one that’s just about the right size…
Fuck, does my clogged nose smell a pissed off skunk? *is suddenly glad zir sleeping pill thing leaves zir nose a mess*
Y’know, when you first mentioned his name’s Flagg I got totally the wrong person. Didn’t even think of Randall Flagg, I thought of Colonel Flagg from M*A*S*H!
A raccoon in a top hat and specs would be perfect. I can just see it. Oh, and a cane, of course.
I’ve never smelled skunk close up, I’m glad to say. I was very surprised the one time I caught a whiff of it; I thought it was burnt rubber or something from a car. It didn’t have the sort of, ah, organic smell I expected. I think I had something like nuclear-strength cat or dog farts in mind.
No, skunks smell like something that crawled out of the depths of hell (or mordor) — even the worst of dog farts is an improvement (then again, I’m biased here, at least once I’ve said that dog farts are perfectly round and had someone go “huh? round?” [dog farts! Of all things!])
And idk, raccoons might be more like pirates counting zir gold — seeing ow they look like masked bandits.
I want to hear a raccoon talking in a West Country accent now.
I’ve never smelled a skunk either. I don’t think we have them here? I’ve never seen one, and it’s not like we don’t have plenty of other critters. I heard an owl the other day.
Not sure where you are Cassandra, but if your plague comment was about it in the US, you have skunks — http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Skunk_genera_ranges.png
They’re almost cute when they aren’t pissed.
We have very few native animals to be seen around my area. Used to see lots of rabbits for a while a few years back, but they seem to have disappeared again. I know there must be foxes, they’re everywhere, but they’re out of sight by the time I’m out. I hear frogs in the overgrown drain near home, and see possums in the city parks, and the usual ravens, magpies and wattlebirds in among all the introduced species. A pair of kookaburras took up residence in Fawkner Park a while back (a 40-hectare park in the inner ‘burbs) – lovely to hear them in the mornings. A pair of currawongs seem to have established themselves there, too, or will if they can stand up to the aggro little Indian mynahs that infest the place.
Never encountered a drop-bear, fortunately.
I saw an Australian Labradoodle today, and it looked like an enormous teddy bear with curly soft fur. Very skittish! Wouldn’t even sniff my hand. 8( I was sad; I wanted to pet it. Technically it was a mutt; it’s interesting how now purebred crosses are being named weird things, huh?
I had no idea there were skunks in Indonesia.
This description from Wiki is pretty evocative: “These glands produce a mixture of sulfur-containing chemicals such as thiols, traditionally called mercaptans, which have a highly offensive smell that can be described as a combination of the odors of rotten eggs, garlic, and burnt rubber.”
Glad I just got the burnt rubber whiff!
Labradoodles are gorgeous. They seem to be getting very popular, I see quite a few of them around (lots of dogs being walked in the park on my way to work). Yeah, it’s silly how crosses are being treated as if they’re breeds from the get-go.
I saw a lovely dog a few months ago: a Groodle. Terrible name, lol. It was a Golden Retriever/Poodle cross. I knew it had to be a Poodle cross of some sort, but it didn’t look like a Lab. The owner said the Groodles have the smarts of a Poodle and the mellowness of a GR. At least that’s the theory … 😛
I found out today that the name Dave has been forever branded in my mind. Meeting a ginormous Standard Poodle called Dave has put it into the category of names I can never take seriously again.
I know there are skunks in the US, I’ve just never seen one so far in Northern California.
I smell skunk a LOT. There are also some skunky smelling plants here and there, but a lot of skunks get killed on the highways around here.
Well, it’s 9pm here, I’d better make lunch and wend my way to bed, it’s going to be a long day. Fingers crossed for everyone who is going to be drawing boundaries with psychs tomorrow.
Niters, all! 🙂
One of Britain’s comedy TV channels is called Dave (yes, really!).
As is our Prime Minister, although I think we call him Dave out of mockery rather than affectionate familiarity – David Cameron could hardly have a more upmarket background, but in his early days as Conservative Party leader he was constantly trying to demonstrate how down wit da kidz he was, to general hilarity.
To go back to the ‘what do you say instead of [disablist slur]?’ conversation, Shakesville had a good post in the past week, saying that being more mindful of your language can be a really useful thing, as it forces you to say what you object to rather than just dismissing it as ‘crazy’. F’rex, “the Tory plan to make people on benefits pay extra taxes which they know they can’t afford is a ridiculously mean-spirited and out of touch measure which seems specifically designed to harm the poorest in society by removing up to 50% of benefit payments through stealth” v “the Tory plan to make people on benefits pay extra taxes which they know they can’t afford is crazy”. I’ve found that to be true, it has forced me to be more eloquent, but YMMV.
thenatfantastic — and for those times you just want to swear, not be eloquent, I default to “that’s some shit right there” — useful for when you can’t quite put your finger on wtf is wrong, but something is clearly fucked up.
Kitteh — you’re probably gone already, but g’night and good luck with your psych!
Cassandra — I’m in CT, so certainly no argument about skunks in the US 🙂 (apparently the damned things don’t hibernate either, since ours was definitely out, and staring at my mother, just last week)
Ooh, critter threads! I get a whole week with kitties since they’re shipping my bf off for a business trip on Sunday. I am happy for the extra kitty snuggles, but kind of put out about the trip. For one thing, they only told him on Monday that they’ll need him down there. A little more notice might be lovely next time… But anyway, caaaaats. So much hair-licking.
Ooh, Kittehs, I missed this! That is a terrible name. ‘Round here we call them Golden Doodles — and I want one so bad, but that’s another discussion.
On the epithet discussion, I tend to use “fool” in place of things like crazy or stupid. AFAIK fool doesn’t have any strong connections with sexism, racism or abilism, the latter of which is why I tried to stop using “dumbass” but YMMV.
Re: critters, I’ve had big raccoons fighting on the roof not too long ago, and about two weeks ago, I stepped out on the porch to be greeted by a possum. I’m not sure who was more surprised, but he scurried away.
In other varmint news, I got bit by a random fire ant the other day, and I’ve never had anything itch so bad.
There’s owls in the trees across the street. I have yet to see them, but they do carry on. Further down the neighborhood some people keep chickens, who are the most adorable fluffy butt creatures ever (plas they have a kitty friend who chills in the yard with them), I love them.
You can’t beat fluffy-butt chickens – I keep bantam orpingtons.