Usually I venture into the manosphere to collect the latest misogyny, but sometimes it’s delivered right to my door. Here, some intriguing thoughts on women, from an MRA who showed up in the comments here yesterday, and who has been delighting the regulars not only with his opinions but with his colorful writing style.
Here’s the dude calling himself Dragon Slayer, on how young women and their cell phones will bring about the death of feminism:
The feminist movement is doomed not because of us MRAs, but because of women. These days most women spend their youth with mouths agape, babbling on their cell phones and strutting around in public with the fatty sacks on their chests manipulated in such a way to attract a man’s attention. That’s literally all they do. Then once they get older they start looking to mortgage their pink clam off for private use in exchange for food and shelter. After that, they could give a shit about the rest of the world. So for your own sanity, I’d recommend you all just drop this feminism project.
Some thoughts on women and love:
I’m of the opinion that women aren’t really capable of love. I mean sure, they’ll barter access to various body parts- temporary bodyguard for butt action, manservant for intercourse, and such- but that’s not really “love” in the way it has been traditionally defined, by men. I suppose the only pure expression of “love” is that found between two men.
And some further reflections on that subject:
Evolution hasn’t programmed women to reciprocate affection. From a reproductive standpoint, they exist to gobble as much hot sour cream as possible and then propagate the species with the best DNA they can wrangle. Men, on the other hand, are programmed for targeted monogamous affection, the better to protect the female who chooses him as her sperm donor. In modern society, this dynamic has changed, as women don’t just require elite semen, but also financial security, which more often than not can be better provided by a biologically inferior male, to whom she transfers access to her love tube sometime in her early thirties.
So the pink clam is now a love tube? So confusing.
Is Dragon Slayer for real? I admit I’m not altogether sure. There’s some suspicion that he’s a sockpuppet of the legendary Man Boobz troll Arks; the writing style is similar, and, like Arks, the new guy puts bromance before ho-mance. Whether or not this is Arks II, I suspect he’s not purely trolling — that is, while trying to be inflammatory, he believes at least some of what he posts. And indeed, aside from the stuff about man-man love and the bit about men being programmed for monogamy, this is all stuff we’ve heard before from the evo-psych-obsessed dudes of the manosphere.
I see people at shows in outfits alarmingly lacking in protection from the elements even here. I can’t even imagine how people manage in, say, hotpants and bare legs in a climate that’s more hardcore. I’d far rather have to deal with the cloakroom than get sick.
“Post-ponied” sounds like the state of a piece of text after it has been ponified (i.e. pronouns have been replaced with My Little Pony-appropriate pronouns. I think someone around here used to do that with all their comments via a chrome plugin).
Whatever it is, I desperately want post-ponied to mean something. This needs to be a thing, okay?
Maybe tie it in to the blog theme via Tom Martin? Post-ponied – the feeling of soreness in the ass that one gets as a result of going on a really long ride after not having ridden for a long time.
Hm. It could work…
The post-ponied Martin, upon witnessing his aching misplaced bum (and that’s real) slither away through the grass, knew that God and Harry Potter had given him the mission of making the world, starting with the library of the London School of Economics, safe for men’s asses.
What have I done?! Kind of honored to have caused that Martin joke, but maybe I just need sleep.
As for concerts, bodystockings aren’t just for sexiness! They’re like fashionable long underwear! Add a fashionable jacket and genre appropriate clothing and accessories, stir, refrain from dying of hypothermia!
On that note, we still don’t have heat (tomorrow / later today, hopefully) and I have a pile of blankets waiting for me, so g’night guys!
@Melody: VS sizing is notoriously bad. Them giving people several back sizes too large/cup sizes too small is pretty much a constant when they’re tested by Big Bust Blogs. http://www.investinyourchest.co.uk/victorias-secret-open-london-flagship-store is a pretty good example of how horrifyingly badly they fit people in order to make a sell.
@Starsklta: 26 is admittedly rather rare, but most, if not all, big bust brands makes at least 28Hs since that is how a bra for big boobs is supposed to fit. The back band should do the lifting, not the straps.
@yoyo: Royce Lingerie, which has a pretty extensive post-surgery range in the £20-£30 range have a bunch of stockists in Australia. Their bras are reasonably cute, and for that prize you ought to get a decent quality.
Last time I went into VS as a social experiment they told me I was a 38C. I’m a 34E. The funniest part is that they actually carry my size (well, they carry a 34DDD in some limited ranges) and they still managed to get it wrong.
PS If a bra fitter ever tries to measure you with tape while you’re wearing a sweater, laugh at them.
Bravissimo!! Spent much of my life thinking I was 38DD but got measured at 34GG by them and my boobs never felt better.
@Katelisa
Thanks. No boobs or boob myself, but mum might end up having a preventative masectomy pending DNA tests – probably not, and fingers crossed – so, I’ll take note of that name.
I hope your mum’s doing better, lowquacks. Has she finished her chemo treatment yet?
The first and nastier part, yes. She’ll be having more frequent but far gentler frequents for about two months from now and then radiotherapy until August. Depending on DNA test results and something or other else, she may then have a boob and/or part or all of her reproductive system removed, but hopefully and probably not.
Fingers and toes crossed for NOT, then!
I hope Viscaria’s not having a panic attack any more, but if she (?) or anyone else is storing those lighthearted Netflix recommendations for a rainy day, I’d like to add Better Off Ted and Avatar: The Last Airbender to the list. Actually, AtLA can get a little dark, but as a rule it’s optimistic and brightly colored, and the series ends on a good note.
Lowquacks, good thoughts to your mom and your family.
@drst
I didn’t mean to imply anything else than my own personal experiences and how I deal with such situations. Or that anyone who opts to stay quiet in such situations should act like I do; it’s sadly pretty obvious not everyone can for various reasons, whether it’s up to them or not. Sorry if there was some “hidden message” in my comment, nothing such intended!
@Katelisa any suggestions as to where I should get a fitting then?
@lowquacks I wish you luck. I just lost my uncle to cancer on saturday. It was time though. He wasn’t really fighting anymore and we were just waiting. My aunt also has cancer and seems to be doing a lot better in regards to it. It is really stressful when loves ones are fighting.
Start with fitting/measuring yourself. There are loads of good online instructions that will give you a decent approximation of what size you should wear. Once you know that, try to find stores that sell your size, or shop online. Figleaves have a decent range if you’re in the US, in Europe Brastop is pretty much perfect (cheap, great returns policy, and I swear they’re not paying me). Generally Europe seems to be better when it comes to having a wide range of sizes.
Also, have a look at some Big Bust Blogs and their blogrolls. Blogs will have tips about shops from their part of the world. BrasIhate and Investinyourchest are excellent starting points.
Melody, so sorry about your uncle, I hope your aunt recovers.
Oh man XD Dude just destroyed my sour cream life. MRA’s say only women are monogamous. Then they say only men are monogamous. They say the only thing useful about women is our nurturing skills, then they say we aren’t capable of love, or affection. It’s clear they don’t know a thing about women. Or, much of anything else, really.The hypocrisy. It’s just too much.