I‘m beginning to wonder if every single complaint from manosphere misogynists comes back to their rage at the fact that women get to decide who can have sex with them. Take the following comment from MGTOWforums.com. The ostensible topic of conversation? A study reporting that women tend to feel more stressed than men at work. Watch how deftly MGTOWforums “senior member” 7 Deadly Sins turns the topic from “women in the workplace” to “my sad penis.”
They wanted to work so now they’re working. Oh work is too hard and stressing you out? Too bad. You wanted to be career whores, right ? Enjoy. If you give women what they ask for, they still want more. Who cares if they’re stressed out? They can always get dicked down and take some of the edge off. Men can’t get sex whenever they “feel” like it. Nobody cares what you whores think or feel any more.
Damn. That’s some pretty intense boner rage there, dude.
More like an aquarium bubbler that’s vibrating into something. Makes an irritating but ignorable noise.
So the girlfriend is suffering from a chronic illness but it’s the dude who’s actually to be pitied because he has to be near her? I’m suddenly feeling an overwhelming urge to hug my husband.
Did you serve it on a chrome plate?
He could serve it on a hubcap, that would be manly.
Actually that’s part of the malicious glee I take in mocking misogynists.
Them: Yeah well all men are like this so you may as well just accept it.
Us: Nope!
hellkell, if I see how you manage to be a feminist and still be so fuss-free, straighforward, perhaps it’s not so bad after all. I always feared it would undermine my masculinity. It’s a culture you don’t understand as an outsider and which superficially (though cute) seems also silly and emasculating. Like bronies.
Still one of the downsides of your straightforwardness is that you don’t seem to get even the bluntest hints: The Scheme Shell Reference Manual…
Now, if we’re talking about sauce hollandaise, an emulsion, it reminds me of thermodynamics or, more fundamentally, statistical mechanics, which I find one of the most interesting subjects. In principle all of that can be explained by the formula S = k*log(W), isn’t that amazing? This formula can also be found on Ludwig Boltzmann’s gravestone.
Boltzmann committed suicide after years of severe depression.
Another significant contributor to statistical mechanics was Paul Ehrenfest and he, too, suffered from severe depression in his last years. Before committing suicide, of all his children he shot only his youngest son who suffered from Down syndrome.
Was Paul Ehrenfest an ableist bigot?
PS: who is “steele”?
Oh, little sock shit, you have so much to learn about life. Unfortunately, I’m not here to be your teacher.
Maybe if you feel emasculated, your brand of masculinity is fucked up.
I don’t know if Ehrenfest was a ableist bigot, but you are.
Steele is one of your altersocks, for all we know. You have that reek about you.
Altersocks is redundant no?
What is with his anti-feminist comments intersperced with desserts? And what’s up with the repeat references to depression?
It’s like the Monty Python “and now for something completely different!”, but boring and not funny.
Oh Jaro… iz ooo fee-fees hurt that we don’t respect your skillz in the kitchen?
That might be because you tried to use them to insult us; and chose a less than impressive achievement to boast of.
But all in all, the mask is slipping. Whoever you are, you aren’t all that. Having failed at cooking, now you are trying to out tech/geek us.
Whoo-hoo, you know that hollandaise is an emulsion. That’s a no-brainer, because butter is an emulsion. Hollandaise is just playing with what’s emulsfied. It’s not that it’s hard to make it, it’s that finicky to not break it. Again, your deep-understanding of the cooking arts,and chemistry therein, is shown to be deficient.
As to your maundering about masculinity… that’s on you. Doing what you like, not caring about the rest of the world’s opinion is this mythic ideal. It’s partly true. I’m a feminist. I’m a man. I spin yarn, I wear kilts. I collect the mail in Red Fish, Blue Fish Pjs.
I don’t give a shit what the world thinks. I care what the people I care about think. It’s not about, “masculine/feminine” it’s about being comfortable in your skin; about not needing to prove yourself.
Good luck with that, esp. because you admit to being a fake.
A fake using something from the Boston area? Huh. Who ever do we know from there who would do that?
A little shit with boundary issue and wonk-eye, maybe?
Oh, is it the puppet-master??
See, I was thinking of the other Cambridge and mourning how far their admission standards have fallen.
A fake using something from the boston area, which is a Comp-Sci related piece of plagiarism. Some one who expected people to just go chasing after his obscure references (self-important much? I only chased it down because he made a point of calling it a hint).
And he’s chasing hellkell, which looks like a tell.
So, if a sock, the odds to bet are it’s a stollen persona.
Yes, I meant Stollen…play on pastry and the past tense of the verb, “to steal”.
He’s either chasing me or Cassandra. Child, get off my leg.
Yeah I’m thinking it’s our least favorite sock who seems to be 90% of our trolls.
Talacaris actually managed a joke for once though guys. Gotta give him that Mr. Al most certainly is a puppet master.
I’m not sure the word “master” really applies considering how bad at it he is.
Puppet apprentice? Failure of a puppet master? That Criminal Minds “puppet master” with human puppets? (Super creepy that one)
Anyways, I’m disappearing for a bit, need to wash my hair and Doctor Who will likely be starting not long after. Try not to break the piñatas before I get back!
Argenti: If we break them we’ll save some of the candy for you.
Oh dear, Jaroal’s trying to be Tech Master of the Kitchen?
What makes him think anyone gives a fuck about his cooking or his references or anything else?
And if he is who we’re thinking, then either the girlfriend-with-endocrine-disorder is imaginary, or Mr Al has finally learned that not everyone is repulsed by his lazy eye and appalling shortness (post morning) … and he’s typically ungrateful, because he calls his one and only girlfriend Chewbacca, cheats on her (amazing! TWO women!), and cracks the shits that she’s not a supermodel.
Whether or not there’s the slightest bit of truth in Jaro’s tales, he’s an oxygen thief, and a boring one at that.
Lol, thanks, but apparently someone beat me to the hot water. Amazing how fast you can wash waist length hair when the water’s going cold! …which you probably know…
Potential derail – I really hate the techy approach to cooking. A friend loves that guy from the Food Network who approaches cooking like it’s a chemistry experiment and I find him so offputting, feel like he takes all the joy out of preparing food.
Hugo? AFAIK he’s from Pasadena… I think he fits in there pretty well… from what I learned about this city from Big Bang Theory, it must be full of creepy guys.
Who is that guy?? But I assure you I’m not a sock. Probably you suffer from the same phenomenon as YouTube does with the horrible, horrible “Nightcore” spam… no, CANCER, which seems to simple minded people just like a shitty yet productive techno band. Maybe (so called) trolls just have similarities?
Hugo. Fucking. Schwyzer. Gets away with it because he’s got charisma and looks on his side. Unless you meant another Hugo from Pasadena who we should know by first name.
“Who is that guy?? But I assure you I’m not a sock…Maybe (so called) trolls just have similarities?”
Oh no, he’s definitely a troll, and definitely socks enough that he just might be 90% of our trolls. As to the first question, it’s already been answered.
“Probably you suffer from the same phenomenon as YouTube does with the horrible, horrible “Nightcore” spam… no, CANCER, which seems to simple minded people just like a shitty yet productive techno band.”
What? Can anyone translate that into English?
Cassandra: I enjoy the techy aspect for it’s own sake. Alton Brown (the guy you are talking about) is fine in print, but I find his show a bit off-putting. I got into the science of food back in the ’80s from <a href =http://www.curiouscook.com/site/about-harold-mcgee.html’s On Food and Cooking, the Science and Lore of the Kitchen.