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.
Gah, that’s gross. It’s bad enough getting that sort of thing when you’re not at work and prevented from answering, but doing it to someone who can’t answer and can’t leave is horrible.
There seems to be an idea floating around in some places that it’s OK if it’s elderly people who’re doing it, like people understand that it would normally be creepy but somehow it’s supposed to be kind of cute if it’s an old man doing it? It is not cute.
Gross.
Hey, you wanna know what my 98-year-old father says to service workers! Hey, sure you do. It’s such a joy to go out in public with him.
It’s totally not cute. And I’d deck him for it every time he starts it, but I’d probably break him.
Gross old men are the worst. You know they’re beyond changing or caring to.
I’m cynical enough to suspect that they’ve amped up the creepy at that age because they know most younger people will be too trained to be polite to their elders to tell the creeper to fuck off.
I wonder if the “it’s cute coming from old men” line is partly because there’s some idea that they can’t be predators? Fuck that. A 76-year-old was arrested here for raping a 28-year-old woman at a shopping centre a week ago. He said he “needed a hug” and attacked her.
Also what Eli said. I’ve had elderly men get handsy with me and it’s a huge pain figuring out how to get them out of your space without hurting them.
Gah, I’m glad I’ve never had that happen. I’ve had old creeps try flirting and one who even said – jokingly, I think, but it was still way out of line – “If you weren’t married I’d still have a chance, wouldn’t I?” This from a bloke on a train, for crying out aloud. I wasn’t married at the time, I said that to shut him up. Didn’t work, but at least it deflected the worst of it.
No, you’re supposed to ask me what he says… grrr
Ok. I’ll just tell you.
Nice service person: How are you doing today, sir?
Dad: Oh, All the ones I can. And the easy ones twice. But the easy ones are scarcer than hen’s teeth these days.
Nice service person: (insert WTF did I just hear smiley)
The creepy part is that the old men being handsy thing happened when I was a teenager, I’ve never had it happen since I hit about 18 or so (the flirting unfortunately continues). Which supports my theory that they’re consciously taking advantage of the fact that kids are socialized to be polite to elderly people.
eli – that’s beyond gross. Gods, if I were a store manager he’d be banned in no time flat.
@ eli
Maybe you could carry around food and hand him something to eat as soon as a woman approaches? It’s hard to verbally creep on people with a mouthful of pastry.
And now I’m imagining scenarios.
(Dad opens mouth to start saying something sleazy)
Eli – Don’t make me use the emergency muffin!
Yeah, but Kitteh’s, you’re talking about an old man who can barely walk and he says it to the hostess, so the manager isn’t there. Or he says it to the wait person who wants their tip (he uses this randomly indiscriminate of gender). I really want my dad back who used to be a real person, but oh well, they get old.
Ah, does he have Alzheimer’s or something of the sort, eli? That makes it sad as well as creepy. I didn’t realise he was that frail (though if it were my shop, I might well ask that he not be brought in, if he were regularly distressing my staff).
Oh, no, Cassandra, I’ve had the old man handsy thing more things than I *hands flutter above keyboard, unwilling to land*
Or maybe, I’ve always been told I looked young.
Nevertheless, ew. I play music at this church where one of the old dudes consistently insists on hugging me every time I’m there. Even in front of his wife. It’s so gross. I feel like 4-year-old.
I don’t know what to do, I don’t want to hug uncle Fred!
It’s harder to handle if the person has some form of dementia, especially if that isn’t immediately obvious to other people.
Kitteh’s, no alzheimer’s, just 98-years-old and if I have any problem with anything he says, than the problem is with me!? (according to helpful? family members)
He also loves Fox News and has a total schoolboy crush on Charles Krauthammer!
Ugh, people who keep hugging you even when it’s obvious that you don’t like it. I’m very huggy in general, but it’s pretty easy to figure out via body language if the other person would rather not, so I’m guessing Uncle Fred probably knows that you’d rather not.
It’s especially gross when people pull you close for a bit of non-consensual frottage under the guise of an innocent hug. Happens a lot to women who’re on the busty side.
Yeah, CassandraSays, but what if the person has no dementia? What if its just oldpersonness. I’m not sure that can be cured.
Hmm, so, physically frail but obnoxious with age, is that it?
I sometimes think a jacket like the punk (?) bags one sees with spikes all over them would be the shot. Only sharper spikes than the rubbery ones. Something that wouldn’t harm anyone unless they insisted on
huggingimpaling themselves on it.Be damn useful for the “your ribcage is totally my armrest” types on the train, too. Ugh, I hate that.
If it’s not dementia it might be worth trying to talk to him and explain that he’s making other people uncomfortable and that’s making you uncomfortable too.