The regulars at PUAhate.com – we’ve met them before — are a strange and bitter bunch. Most seem to be self-loathing so-called “incels” who blame their lack of romantic and sexual success on their average or below-average looks. Rejecting the basic premise of the pickup artist crowd – that average guys can transform themselves into suave lotharios by mastering manipulative pickup formulas – the PUAhate regulars tend to be true believers in what they somewhat pretentiously call “looks theory,” the odd and obviously untrue notion that women only date men with “male model” looks.
As one PUAhater put it recently:
PUA makes you think that all your problems are because of your personality/behaviour – i.e. things you can control. So when you keep failing, it means that YOU are fucking up and doing things wrong
the reality is that many of us just lost the genetic lottery. we are ugly, the wrong race, the wrong height etc, and that fucked us up. there is NOTHING we can do about it
So, naturally, the PUAhaters spend a lot of their time jealous of tall, good-looking men for their supposed monopoly on the women of the world — whom they also hate.
But the strange thing is that the PUAhaters pretty much hate everyone else as well. They get angry when guys they consider ugly score “hot chicks.” They get angry when guys who are good-looking but not male models get attention from “really hot girls.” And so on, and so on, and so on.
Indeed, many of the regulars seem to walk around in a perpetual state of rage, angry at each and every man who’s managed to pair up with a woman, not to mention the women as well.
One regular recently described his “day from hell” to his comrades:
To start the day I saw a couple where it was an average White guy with an OBESE Asian girl. They were walking around acting like they were trying to prove shit. LMAO. I wanted to kick the guy in the fucking nuts for dating that landwhale. If you’re going to use the racial advantage, at least date a girl who is under 300lbs. Later I go to the gym and see the same tall guys I usually do. Even if I had a good face, how the fuck do you compete with guys who are fucking 6’4”?
Then at the gym there’s this good looking White guy there talking to this Asian dude about how Asian girls are easy and how they approach him. To make things worse after that these fucking frat douchebags come in with their girlfriends to show off . Then to cap off the day a girl I used to know from freshman year walks right past me without even saying anything. I used to fucking live next door to this bitch and now she doesn’t even say anything and acts like a pretentious cunt. She’s an Indian girl dating a White dude lmao. Days like today make you wonder why you even still try in the first place.
Of course, as I’ve mentioned before, most of those posting on PUAhate don’t actually seem to be ugly by anyone’s standards but their own, at least judging from the pictures of themselves they sometimes post to the site, which reveal them to be mostly average-looking guys, with some of the regulars even quite conventionally handsome.
But evidently they would rather believe that they have “lost the genetic lottery” rather than face a more obvious explanation for why the girls don’t like them: because they’re shallow, self-obsessed assholes who hate themselves and hate women and radiate their bitterness from every pore. (And some are even creepier than this, like this pedophile – sorry, ephebophile – who’s angry at me personally because unlike him I don’t chase after 15-year-olds. Link NSFW.)
The PUAhaters often talk about getting surgeries to “correct” their supposed genetic flaws. They would do far better to spend that money on therapy.
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YURG!!! I can’t make enough changes to make the text show up as text and not as coding! but it looks like you got it, though!
No Fair!! That never works for me!! Misogyny!! (Channeling an MRA in reverse for fun and lulz)
I got lucky, I guess. Anyway, bestest moment in the video is at 1:20.
The end reminds me of the time one of my girls got all excited about a pigeon on the windowsill that she ran across the room and lept at the window…
…only to hit the screen and bounce back onto the floor. Poor girl. Those pigeons were city pigeons and they knew she couldn’t get at them. They teased her mercilessly!
Answering the mega thread bit by bit, and pushing the comments up whilst doing so – win! 😉
Marie, Mr K is “dead” in the earthly sense – he passed over in 1643. In his earthly life he was Louis XIII of France. We’re in contact almost all the time (not right now, since I’m doing manboobz stuff, lol). Hence the blather from brainlesscouldbeMrAltroll about consent and so on. There’d been a great conversation going on in the New Year’s Day thread about seventeenth century fashion and boots and whatnot, which the troll was presumably reading before jumping in to that one.
I don’t know what prices for ordinary canes would be like in the US – your prices seem to be lower than ours for most stuff – but mine was about $35 from a pharmacy. It does all it needs to – is adjustable (very important) and can take 100kg weight (far more than I weigh).
@kittehs
Ah, that explains it. Well, some. I still don’t see how the troll leaped from dead in the earthly sense to not consenting, but I don’t speak troll.
I don’t know what US cane prices are. I’ve never really talked about it before XD
I think it was just an atttempt to cause hurt – usually is with that sort of troll stuff. Failed completely, of course! 😀
*holds nose, plunges into Doctor Who*
My beloved points out that there was a poster in the elevator of the hotel showing the Statue of Liberty, and as we all know, an image of an angel becomes an angel. If they can get into Amy’s brain I think it’s not beyond the realm of possibility that they can take over any humanoid statue.
Maybe the angel isn’t a corporeal being, but can move about to some extent outside of a body? Maybe enough angels together can possess Liberty and move her around.
Hell, the Ghostbusters did it.
But I’m inclined to categorize Doctor Who not so much science fiction as a fairy tale. You can have pretty much any concept you want in Doctor Who, and it’s the story that holds it together, not the science. That being said, if the story doesn’t hang together, then we do have a problem.
Don’t give up on this thread now, people! We have to keep it going!
http://youtu.be/Wkpt7XIM5ro
Funny comment under this one: “I had to go eat glass just to get my manliness back.” 😀
Ahoy, Falconer! Did you see that Argenti found the comment where that troll was waffling about Mr K and consent and stuff?
I just read this WHOLE THREAD and now I am dead.
For all the incel whiners, this is all I have to say.
Oh and especially for whoever it was asking for more videos of nice boys kissing, this one’s pretty good:
I’m going to bed now. No one comment any more until I get back, I can’t read another 19 pages tomorrow!
Somegirl: I cannot imagine how much it would SUCK to associate touching with pain. You have all the sympathies, and the magical floating world where nothign touches you so y ou don’t feel pain land I just made up with my mind because I keep going D8 D8 D8 D8!
Re: Privilege – Privilege can get weird around the edges, but I think most things can. As a concept it’s more useful in agrigate than in predicting individual experiences – it’s like demographic statistics, for example. In aggragate, men are bigger and taller than women, but the overlap is huge so for any individual man vs. woman you can’t predict relative size. I personally find it really helpful when I’m trying to be allyful with other people, though, because it reminds me of how limited my own view is, and gives me some insight into what kinds of things I could be missing. It’s hard for me to be humble about my capacity for understanding because I really do try to understand, but any claim I can understand anything is sort of instantly undermined because simply by saying I could understand what a refugee in Somalia feels like is both really bloody inaccurate and pretty appropriating (especially if I’m using my hypothetical refugee as a trophy for ‘look how cool I am’). I know the whole “You can’t understand what it’s like to be X” was a major stumbling block for me when I got into social justice, though, and the concept of privilege is one of the wedges I use to break that wall.
Re: Wishing violence on others – I personally think it’s a combination of a desire for forced empathy (something which can’t be forced) and a way to vent rage. I feel such rage over so many things, and it’s like it never ends. Anita Sarkeesian is followed by Quvenzhané Wallis is followed by Jane Doe in Stubenville is followed by Adria Richards… and none of them are the same, and most of them are offenses to differing degrees, and all of them make me SO ANGRY. It’s hard to figure out what to do with that anger, because HULK SMASH isn’t going to do it, but so many times i feel so overwhelmed and helpless I just want a perpetrator of this bullshit to feel the same pain I feel.
But all that does is compound the pain, not solve anything.
What I try is to have empathy for people while disapproving of their behavior, but that lingers dangerously close to “love the sinner, hate the sin,” and I so hate that.
“Do not attempt to run heavy machinery or do blockquotes while on this medication.”
I got a whiff of privilege before it was a widely known thing. I got to be black. My house was robbed (I was about 14), and the police were being very nice about taking my statement, etc. Then my stepfather came to the door. He was black.
The cop stopped talking to me, right then, folded his notebook and the two of them left.
He didn’t even finish his sentence.
Aww crap, pecunium.. that blows. Just… man.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck …
Deoride: yeah, but I learned a lot; right then and there.
Falconer — I don’t know that that really works, but fuck it, you’re right about the image of an angel itself becomes an angel (hilariously, I think I checked that quote and that wording is off, but I like it better 🙂 )
Aslo, you read erfworld or just order of the stick? Because holy fuck shit damn stop it guys! Jaaaacckkk…noooo!
pecunium: Guh. That’s horrible, yeah.
@freemage
That video was hilarious!
I didn’t get in early enough to say it before, but nice to see you back again, Doomkitt3n!
I keep looking at the kitteh in your avatar and thinking, “That tea must be cold by now …”
Gillian:
“The end reminds me of the time one of my girls got all excited about a pigeon on the windowsill that she ran across the room and lept at the window…
…only to hit the screen and bounce back onto the floor. Poor girl. Those pigeons were city pigeons and they knew she couldn’t get at them. They teased her mercilessly!”
Heh. My friends used to have three cats. Wolfgang was pretty much lord of the manor, Johann was the super serious cat that you suspected would be just fine in the wild, and the third, Hypatia, was the hyperkinetic kid (despite being technically no longer a kitten, she was also a runt).
So one day, Johann has got major league weapons-lock going on at the patio door. They look over and realize there’s birds near the patio edge, just hanging out. Curious, my buddy gets up, goes over, and sets his hand on the door-handle. Johann maintains his focus, haunches starting to quiver a bit. Buddy slides the door open, almost silently–and at that moment, Hypatia comes dashing out of nowhere, jumping over Johann, and landing in the center of the patio and looking around with this expression that reads, “Heyheyheywhat’sgoingonwe’regoingoutsidenowyeahthat’scool!”
Naturally, the birds fly off instantly. Johann, in turn, gives Hypatia a look that can only be interpreted as, “If we were in the wild, I’d have to eat you now,” and sulks off.
Doomkitten: It’s a whole series. Very fun to watch, especially if you have a ‘pretentious art-house foreign movie’ phase hidden in your backstory *cough*.