Over at The Spearhead, the boys are thinking about tomorrow – to be more specific, about the year 2020, the date at which an MRA calling himself The Fifth Horseman predicted in an eccentric online manifesto that a convergence of forces would lead to the popping of what he calls “the misandry bubble,” and that the ensuing gender apocalypse would put the uppity ladies of the world firmly in their place.
In a post, Spearhead head boy W.F. Price notes that “cliodynamicist” Peter Turchin is also predicting big changes around 2020 (though unlike The Fifth Horseman, Turchin doesn’t base any part of his theory on the development of super-hot Virtual Reality sexbots). This naturally inspires the assembled Spearheaders to start scratching their own crystal balls, enthralled with visions of a future Armageddon that forces the ladies to come crying to them for forgiveness.
Jay R, a sort of apocalyptic deficit hawk, blames the ladies for the US government’s big debts:
Government has acted as though economic principles don’t apply to it — borrowing can increase forever without significant consequence. Riiiiiiiiight. And let’s not forget that the bulk of government debt and spending is a transfer of resources from men to women. It is primarily women who owe this debt. Will they be able to repay it? Only with massive devaluation of the currency.
And then he imagines women owing men a whole other sort of debt, which he has simply made up, and predicts that this debt will come crashing down on women’s heads – a notion that seems to give him a bit of a rage-boner:
Similarly, women’s social debt to men — the incalculable damages resulting from women’s wholesale breach of the social contract — is unsustainable, and when the crash comes, women’s tears will be bitter indeed. This is justice — but still regretable, if one thinks how things might have turned out if radical feminist hatred had not comandeered the process of compromise between the sexes.
True equality for women is on the horizon. When they finally are accorded the same treatment as men, and realize how far they have fallen — how much they themselves have been devalued as a sex — they will think themselves in hell.
Rod Van Mechelen of Backlash.com has an even more elaborate apocalyptic fantasy – although he’s a bit less certain about its outcome being a good one for men. In this portion of a long comment, he speculates about a couple of possible (by which I mean completely and ludicrously impossible) outcomes:
Demographically, the relative value of fecund females is set to go hyperbolic by 2020, when insane policies in Asia and the Subcontinent will manifest a shortage of women of child bearing age. In the past, when war has created a shortage of men, peace and prosperity were the result. What will happen when we have a shortage of women? Will we see a rise in female power, with matriarchies like the ones in Robert Heinlein’s classic, The Moon is a Harsh Mistress? Will we see rampant homosexuality and mandatory sexual servitude for women, as in J. Neil Schulmann’s The Rainbow Cadenza?
Uh, I think I’m going to go with “none of the above.”
Prolific MRA commenter and regular A Voice for Men contributor Keyster predicts (surprise, surprise!) economic collapse and riots in the streets.
[W]hen the money runs out and California becomes Greece, the federal government will step in with “emergency funds” and National Guard troops…a federal government that continues to borrow abroad to sustain itself. Do you see the snake eating it’s tail yet? And we have to wonder why there’s a nationwide shortage of guns and ammo?
Naturally, the rioters will be black.
If you thought inner city blacks were angry over Rodney King, just wait until they become desperate for food. Asian shop owners will be over-run in days, further distribution to these war zones will cease – and they’ll branch out to the tony suburbs seeking sustinence and easy prey. Drones will be called in to contain the rovering marauding gangs.
Keyster predicts that all these scary riots will lead the (presumably non-black, non-rioting) ladies to start batting their eyelashes at big strong (presumably non-black, non-rioting) men.
Men will notice a decided shift in women’s once hostile attitude towards them. “Can I get you a sandwhich honey?” “Are you thirsty?” “Need a back rub?”
They will be actively engaged in seeking out male protectors and openly using sexual allure to attract them as mates. Men are so much better at defending themselves from bad guys, so you’ll want one with you if you’re a woman.
Greyghost, meanwhile, imagines that the anti-uppity-female effects of an economic collapse will be enhanced by … the development of a male birth control pill. (You may need to read this one slowly; Mr. Ghost is not what you’d call a great communicator.)
[L]et’s say a male birth control pills comes out before cold fusion or some other extender of government wealth. What happens when even a coward to stand up to the femine imperative knows this misandry is unsustainable and figures out a male pill will maybe cause a correction while he still can be a coward. A woman without child is a worker drone and not eligible for entitlements.The US may look like China with low wage factories full of female workers with male mechanics/technicians keeping the machines running.
What is really funny and would be interesting to check out. Knowing women from reading and discussing female nature with you all here in the manosphere in general with the male pill being a pleasant wife might be the herd status symbol of the future. Take civil unrest combined with poor economic opportunities with men having the finale say so on who gets pregnant or not and we have a new status symbol.
Like Keyster, who once boasted on The Spearhead of dating a 14-year-old when he was 25, Greyghost seems enamored of relatively weak and dependent gals:
Next to a dog female fear is a mans best friend. Fearful insecure women tend to be more polite and pleasant to those around her.
Dream on, guys. Dream on.
Water: Three feet of PVC and sand, and you have water. A Roman Well will also do it: take a pipe, 18″ dia (larger will also work), and five feet long. Put it into a pond, with sand on the bottom to a depth of two feet. Fill the pond with water to a depth of at least four feet (it helps to have an aqueduct to keep the pond full).
The pipe will provide filtered water. If you give it a boil first no worries at all.
A good heavy cast iron frying pan could be useful if your goal was to stun and run away rather than kill.
Oh and thumb, met eyes? You’d be amazed how little force it takes to make someone rethink wtf they’ doing when their eyes are at your mercy (hell, I have scars from wrestling my brother, eyes are Off Limits)
I still think the most effective weapon in terms of self defense is a mindset in which you’re willing to fight back and feel able to do so. A lot of attacks, particularly the kind of gendered attacks that women are most likely to face, depend on the assumption that the victim will be too startled or afraid to fight back, or too culturally conditioned that they’re not allowed to hurt people.
Pecunium — yeah I only mentioned kitchen knives since what discussion of kitchen weapons would be complete without the knives?! (That, and because I have a thing for sharp objects)
Boiling water is certainly a serious weapon though, potentially fatal. Then again, so’s a frying pan to the head, only in Hollywood do you get knocked out and come to all “which way did he go?!” At best, concussions, they’re a thing.
So, is it totally dorky to admit to having a full zombie plan? It’s not like I think it would actually happen, but I know where my friends with skills are and how quick we can get there. There are no guns in my home and never will be. We have more long-term survival skills, like I can turn a sheep into a coat.Friends nearby have guns, most grew up in rural areas so we’d theoretically be ok.
For the record, I like the blue-collar pragmatism of Tae Kwon Do. But that’s just me.
The problem with tae-kwon-do is the underlying paradigm. It was built to deal, from the ground, with mounted attackers. It’s a slow art, and has a lot of big moves. When I was still doing a lot of martial arts I used to go to dojos with open sparring and the TKD students didn’t fare well.
Cue “well this is going to end well” reaction. Not being all “how do I punch now that I’m on my back” is useful too (you don’t, you kick)
Aikido pins all involve twisting the joints of the limb one is holding to put the attacker face first into the pavement/floor/grass/mat.
When the Zombi Apocalypse comes I will be engaging in positional defense. Dry moats, with negative counterscarp: drawbridges, ong spikes and overlooks one can pour fougasse over. Give me the time to organise the defenses and you have mounted scouts at the edges of the working parties doing what needs to be done outside the walls.
They aren’t smart, so all one needs is to be able to corral them, and kill them en masse. The you fill in the moat.
Cassandra hit the nail on the head. Fighting isn’t about winning, it’s about not losing.
Self defense, from a legal standpoint stops when the attacker is no longer a threat. So the thing to do it be overwhelming; and then stop. The first response has to be a deusy, because the idea isn’t to “fight”, it’s to stop the other person’s will to action.
That all depends on the zombies not being smart. What if they were intelligent? Could you kill something that wanted your brain but could also beat you at chess?
So I’m already pretty alert when out walking (no headphones, etc.), and now I think I will augment that by always carrying hot tea. I think my pepper spray is the kind with dye, so maybe I’m good now!
Lumi: If the zombies are smart, then they are, basically, like any other truly hostile opponent. At that, the moat and fougasse still work; though the need for supplies might be a bit more of a concern; because it’s a siege.
On the other hand, if non-zombie brains are what they need for sustenance, then the siege is harder on them than on the people inside, because they will face, in a more extreme way, the same problem all besiegers do… keeping themselves supplied.
The biggest problem with my ideal plan is it needs people to really work. With less than about twenty people getting the moats dug, and the supplies collected is a lot harder. At twenty means the duty roster for sentries is really short. Fifty is probably the minimum for doing it with some semblance of non-desperation.
Could you kill something that wanted your brain but could also beat you at chess?
On the practical level? Sure. The question isn’t can they beat me at chess, but can they beat me at war. Most people can’t, because I’ve studied war.
Assuming I survive the onset of the apocalypse, I feel pretty good about my odds of living to help build a new society.
What a cool theory LBT, I’m impressed. You’ve explained the residual vote for the Refugs in the US and the speedo wearing Tony Abbott in aus. All it takes is a hallucination by a “back to 1950s” fool and they start springing up like mushrooms . Is that the ID where all the crappy stuff hides?
Does this mean if we here started creatively imagining I could be surrounded by gorgeous cats able to croon “love will tear us apart” or some nick cave numbers?
Sorry silly thought been a rough day.
Not to put a damper on the people who are into that sort of thing, but I got turned off from the planning for the zombie apocalypse thing because it reminds me way too much of reactionary survivalist types, like those Libertarians who are always wanting to build fortified cities, and the accompanying undertone of human value being based on survival skills.
(Which of course nobody here believes, but I’m reminded of it anyway.)
Wow lumi, I’m impressed, the only thing I could turn a sheep into would be socks and stew.
The funny thing about survivalists is that I tend to see them as the people who the rest of us might need to defend ourselves from.
Katz, sadlyno had a great example of a libertarian fortress. It had only one entree nice and no place for sanitation. LOL they’d be dead in a week.
That was one entrance not entree, but they probably only had one entree too. Apols will stop commenting til brain works after sleep.
Yoyo, sorry about the bad day, and have all the Nick Cave-crooning cats that you need.
Before today, I thought fougasse was just a type of bread; now I know that it’s also a weapon. Man Boobz: come for the mockery, stay for the educatainment. XD
Cassandra — yeah you can add “we’d fight the gov’n to the death over our guns” to stupid shit my father said (today even, it really has been one hell of a day) — you can’t fight shit with at most 4 people, and he’s truly lost it if he thinks I wouldn’t be defecting.
Pecunium — sign me up for sewing duty or something.
katz — yeah, “get inside and idk, do whatever it is you do” kind of has to be a part of zombie survival (if nothing else, genetic diversity is Very Important…not that “not being an ableist asshole” isn’t important)
Lol, or put me on sentry duty, ditch the psych meds and I can go 48 hours in 4 hours of sleep, repeatedly (granted I’d probably be debating what to carve that tree over there into, but hey, screaming ZOMBIE seems easy enough)
Lol one entry, was it as solidly fortified as helms deep’s water way? XD
…oh gods I just started a Tolkien zombie discussion didn’t I? I’m sorry!
Idle defense ideas from Ellex:
Now that I don’t take the bus to get places, my purse is a lot lighter, but it used to be something I sure wouldn’t want swung at my head.
Keys in fist, ends poking out between fingers. Takes a moment to get situated in your hand, but even one key is gonna do some nice damage if you’re willing to punch hard. Also effective in a swiping motion.
Ears are surprisingly sensitive. Smack ’em, pull ’em, hell, go ahead and bite ’em.
Noses are also sensitive. Shove the heel of your hand at someone’s nose. It hurts like hell even if you don’t break it.
Personally, I have really strong hands (mostly from typing for a living). An attacker does NOT want me to get a good grip on them, because I can do serious damage.
The best defenses are being aware of your surroundings; being willing to fight as if your life was at stake, because that might be the case; and know what you have and what’s around you, and how you can use those things.
I’ve always subscribed to the notion that the valuable people, in the event of an apocalypse, wouldn’t necessarily be the people who already have skills, but those who are capable of learning necessary skills. So libraries will be really important to salvage.
Yoyo – kitties crooning “Red Right Paw”?
I volunteer for mounted scout duty. I’m more than happy to spend hours and hours on horseback.
My first thought was “what nationality was it?”
@Ellex , or “Red Right Claw” either scans, thanks Cloudiah – (I’m supposed to sleep but its gut wrenching hot ) -what do you think about a combined kitty chorus of “no dicks in my house” . Talking about douches not penises of course. 😉