MRAs spend an awful lot of time getting worked up by hypothetical injustices. On the Men’s Rights subreddit, angry Men’s Rightsers regularly post links to stories of women behaving badly – or who may have been charged with or convicted of a crime – with indignant headlines suggesting that the women in question would be treated far worse if “she had been a man.”
The latest example of this outrage over imagined injustices? This post, found in r/mensrights today, with 87 net upvotes:
If you follow the link, it goes to a brief story about the alleged incident in The Huffington Post. I say “alleged” because the woman in question has not yet been convicted of anything. As the story reports, the police arrested her because
school staff told them the assembly was halted and the cafeteria cleared after Meaders began dancing onstage and took off some of her clothes.
She’s charged with seven counts of endangering the welfare of a child and one count of public lewdness.
An Albany City Court clerk says Meaders was arraigned Friday afternoon and ordered held on $3,000 bail. She doesn’t have a lawyer yet.
There is no mention of putting her on a sex offenders registry because, and let me be blunt here, YOU HAVE TO BE CONVICTED OF A CRIME TO GET PUT ON ONE. She’s merely been CHARGED.
There is no “pussy pass” for women that enables them to bypass the sex offenders registry ONCE THEY ARE CONVICTED of public lewdness. The relevant NY State law can be found here; as you can see, the gender of the convicted offender is not an issue. (It took all of 30 seconds on Google to dig that up.) Meaders isn’t getting special treatment because she’s a woman; she’s not on the offenders registry because an arrest is not the same as a conviction.
Enjoy your imagined oppression, fellas.
Argenti – whining about socialism sort of goes with the racism and misogyny, though, doesn’t it?
Can you feel the goalposts dancing tonight….
(Sorry, my brain has started turning everything to Disney tunes in an attempt to protect me from the rambling bullshit that Brz keeps spewing.)
@The Kittehs’ Unpaid Help
Keep talking about my supposed private life, that’s inappropriate but that’s still better than seeing you talking about politics or whatever involves the use of your brain.
*hands pillow in hell the Jameson’s* enjoy
@pillow in hell
Booo, I use iphone, for my sins. I’m weirdly excited to see how you get on with the recipe. I bloody love aubergine and can’t believe you’ve never tried it! I want everyone to share my joy!
I’m not trying to shame you for not trying it though. I have an uncle who will only eat four English meat and boiled-to-death veggie dishes and carries a bottle of ketchup in his glove compartment because he can’t eat without it. He’s 50 and when he went to Italy last year I had to beg him to at least try pasta while he was there (he’d never eaten it), and when he came back and said he’d tried it but couldn’t hack it I was so disappointed for him, but understand that’s just his character. I suppose in a way I feel sad for people who don’t share the food I love, because I like it so much and want the people I like to share it and be happy, but I imagine people probably feel the same about me not having eaten most meats.
Kitteh — yeah I guess.
Wtf private life is anyone discussing? Bras? o.O? (Since when can those go in the sort of industrial machines colleges have? Seems like you’d ruin the bra that way…)
“Keep talking about my supposed private life, that’s inappropriate”
LOL says the fellow who’s littered the thread with his talk about how none of us “Anglo-Saxon women” know anything about sex or erotica, etc, etc. Try harder, kid. You’ve done nothing to earn any consideration from us – just the opposite. You’re a chew toy.
Funny how Brzzzzzzzzzzzz’s English is so perfect when he’s trying to scold Kitteh’s. Almost like he grew up speaking it!
Don’t forget the vagina euphemisms! Notes from some guy’s boner are of course always appropriate.
And how it crashes every time Cassandra points out how variable it is.
Poor fellow, he has ambitions to be sandpaper, but he’s stuck being a wet tissue.
“It crashes” meaning his English, of course XD
I’m chew toy swimming in a see full of toothless piranhas.
No, I did enough for this day and now that the least brain-equipped piranhas of the team come to taunt me, I think it is time for me to leave you for tonight.
“You’ve done nothing to earn any consideration from us – just the opposite.”
I take it as a compliment, the opposite would have incommoded me.
“Funny how Brzzzzzzzzzzzz’s English is so perfect when he’s trying to scold Kitteh’s. Almost like he grew up speaking it!”
You made me flushed sweetheart.
Aww, he’s trying to do a dignified flounce. Ain’t it sweet?
“Notes from some guy’s boner are of course always appropriate.”
No.
BrzZZZZT!!!!: . That’s at least one good thing in our country : there’s no racial segregation.
Really? Then why do you say things like, “neighborhoods that would prevent those kind of things to happen (a case, when the victim had the incredible courage to go to the police, judged many years after the events and a ridiculous sentencing in order to avoid riots) “, and make a point that in a crowd from, “those neighborhoods”, there are, quelle horreur, “two or three whites”.
Sounds more than a trifle segregated to me. Which is in keeping with what I see when I’m in Paris (yes, in fact, I’ve spent a fair bit of time in Europe, to include France, probably more than you’ve spent in Boston).
But again, you think that coloring terms like vulva in archaic arabic is “sexual”. It’s not. It might be sensual, if your partner is into it, otherwise it’s peurile affectation.
If my partner wants to hear me say cunt, or asshole, or culo, or vulva, or lips, or tits, or breasts or mammaries, that’s what I say, because the point isn’t to make me feel good, it’s to make us feel good (which is why I won’t say, “funbags, or mudflaps, and they don’t say, “your johnson” or “Love-Pump”: they completely throw me out of the mood, the same way “your jade garden” fails to move any of my present partners).
But, what would I know, I don’t have your “french/N. African/Medieval Arabic sense of the erotic. I’ll have to make do with my modern appreciation of the works of the Taoists, the Kama Sutra, Alex Comfort, Masters and Johnson and (most importantly) what pleases my partners and myself.
I love it when they flounce!
Well, at least I don’t feel the need to call anyone a “pathetic failure of a human being”, so I think I’m not that bad finally.
It might be that one has to have a valid target for the insult.
“Keep talking about my supposed private life, that’s inappropriate”
Says the dude who comments on everyone else’s sense of awareness, and impugns their sex lives. Sauce, goose, gander.
Since the beginning, I’m wondering if I should take your comments on my English as a compliment or not, because I really try hard to express myself in English without mistakes, which apparently I don’t manage to do.
This isn’t true, actually. When you are upset, your english is perfect. The tone, tenor, grammar and (this is the important part) use of MRM jargon is pitch perfect.
Oddly, in the posts when you are calm the nature of your errors is inconsistent, and not in keeping with the types of errors made by those who are primary speakers of a romance language.
It’s almost as if you were faking it.
Jade garden???
I’d be saying, “What, it’s turned green and shiny and hard? OMG GET A DOCTOR”
😉
Pecunium, what does ‘culo’ mean?
Isn’t Culo one of Cujo’s littermates?
Huh. I missed an interesting round.
I think it’s funnier when they try to sound like Bond villains.
I think culo means bottom.
Also, the green pigment intensifies over time, especially if it’s kept in prolonged contact with the skin?
Actually that sounds like something that sexist dudes would believe about the vulva. This is why they’re so hard to Poe.
Vulvas make you turn green?