The Man Boobz Pledge Drive continues. See here for more details, or click below to donate.
And now back to our regularly scheduled post:
Someone posted this picture in the Men’s Rights subreddit yesterday with the title “Equality.”
[Trigger Warning: Depiction of violence against women.]
.
.
.
.
.
Yep, that’s right, equality is all about hitting women. (Click the image for a larger version.)
The punchy superhero in question, Booster Gold, is from the future, and “in the future he is from there is actual equality, or at least enough of it for the “you wouldn’t hit a girl” thing to not be any kind of issue,” as one Men’s Rightser explained in the comments,
Yep, in MRA-land, men hitting women – sorry, girls — is considered “progress.”
And a critical men’s rights issue. Responding to a Redditor who thought the picture was “fantastic” but wondered if it should be in the Men’s Rights subreddit, BlueOak offered this explanation:
Making it socially acceptable for men to hit women, evidently a key plank on the Men’s Rights platform.
Wouldn’t it make a little more sense to work towards a world in which, you know, neither men nor women were getting punched on a regular basis?
I see Naïf is trying to bolster his ego again, with the use of what pass for bon mots.
I’m terribly juvenile. Thats why I try to marginalize people and act like a vindictive ass on internet forums.
Don’t we know it. On the upside, admitting you have a problem is the first step to solving it.
BBQ of Sorrow sounds more like a Coldplay album.
Yes, and here I am calculating each stab of the needle for my quilt of bitterly cold comfort.
pecunium
You’re above that.
A tangent..Whats your story. I’m genuinely curious. You seem like you’ve lived a life and a half.
I’m going through my work email bitterly, because free music makes me sad.
I got really good news on work email today about two contract employees I supervise. They were supposed to be laid off soon, but the big boss liked my justification for keeping them on and told us he would kick in the money to cover their salaries/benefits for at least another year!
I’m furious and full of angst.
I may take the nap of pissiness and snuggle with the cats of despair in a bit.
Aw, now he wants Pecunium’s story, like he’s earned the right to ask anything of anyone here.
Naïf;You’re above that.
Above what? Being scornful of people I think scornworthy? Think again.
A tangent..Whats your story. I’m genuinely curious. You seem like you’ve lived a life and a half.
See that, right there, that’s why you get scorn. What makes you think I have any interest in being chummy with you? What gives you the idea that I want to share my life’s story with you?
Esp. when the merest modicum of effort would gain it for you. I’m not hiding much. It out there, something close to 15 years of my writing is findable on the internet.
Well. I suppose I can give you this much, “I was born a poor black child…” From there it gets complicated.
Actually the idea of a BBQ of Sorrow tour works. It can feature all the old bands that were big in the 80s, but who’re playing state fairs and/or Vegas now.
BUT THEN HOW WOULD WE JUDGE PEOPLE?
HAHAHA, you just made my day with that reference.
O_o I have a male friend who has bought me (extremely expensive, by my terms) dinners before. He doesn’t do this because he wants into my pants–he has explicitly stated not to be attracted to me, and I’m not attracted to him. He does it because he makes OODLES more money than I do, and his way of expressing affection is getting me nice food when we visit each other. I think he feels bad that I’m living in a crawl space, and getting me nice sushi that he knows I can’t get on my own helps him feel better. (And god knows, I appreciate the occasional creme brulee as much as the next guy!)
As for the ones too shy to speak… that’s THEIR thing, not mine. I mean, hell, I was here for the system members before me who were too shy to speak. They never felt it was their object of desire’s obligation to read their mind. If they couldn’t cough up their honest intentions… that was on them.
katz
My suggestion? Socioeconomic status. Its what clothes are for.
LBT
Thats cool because you’re both on the same page. But if you had a similar relationship with a different guy and he hinted at a desire for romance, how would you react?
As to the shy? Just because you’re good at being upfront doesn’t mean everyone else is. Yes mind-reading is unreasonable, but if you have your suspicions, I think you should mention them.
It’s kind of funny how many of our trolls follow this same pattern of ignoring what everyone else is talking about and trying to steer the conversation back to whatever they happen to be obsessing over.
Yay, dryer repair dude is here. Or was that the other thread?
pecunium
I can choose my reaction to others on this forum. I don’t reciprocate the general hostility here towards me. I don’t let others have that kind of control over me.
As to the scorn, meh. I choose to react to it with meh. Its a wasted emotion.
“We ate crowdaddies. When we didn’t have any crawdaddies, we ate sand”
“You ate sand”
“We ate sand”
Naiïf: I can choose my reaction to others on this forum. I don’t reciprocate the general hostility here towards me. I don’t let others have that kind of control over me.
You don’t? Then why the treatment of hellkell, of emily, of Cassandra, of katz, of me?
Seems you are being controlled pretty well.
As to eating sand… not the right reference. Not even the right genre.
RE: Diogenes
But if you had a similar relationship with a different guy and he hinted at a desire for romance, how would you react?
That would depend. Do I RECOGNIZE these hints? My husband tried to put his hand down my pants, and I STILL didn’t get that he was attracted to me. If he couldn’t make his intentions clear that way, someone more subtle has no chance whatsoever.
If I DO recognize the hints, I would likely respond one of a few ways, depending on the person. My most knee-jerk would be intense discomfort and bolting, because I’m very open about being both monogamous and married, and someone who doesn’t recognize or respect that would not inspire confidence.
And if they don’t know me that well… then WHY are they in a position to be spending so much money on me? My rich friend had to have a sit-down talk with me to get me okay with him spending on me, and I’ve known him for over five years. The likelihood of being in the company of someone who knows me well enough that I allow them too buy me expensive sushi but doesn’t know me well enough to know I’m MARRIED… well, that’s highly unlikely.
“We ate crowdaddies. When we didn’t have any crawdaddies, we ate sand”
“You ate sand”
“We ate sand”
…what is this reference? (Also, it’s crawdads. CrawDADs. I got New Orleans kinfolk, I know these things.)
@LBT, It’s (loosely) from Raising Arizona, and it’s crawdads in the original.
Thanks Cloudiah.
(I don’t understand how anyone could say ‘crayfish.’ ‘Crawdads’ feels so much easier to say to me.)
You get a line, and I’ll get a pole, honey
You get a line, and I’ll get a pole, babe
You get a line and I’ll get a pole, we’ll go down to the crawdad hole
Honey, baby mine
Gad, now I’m going to be singing that all day.