Today, some Deep Thoughts about men, women, children, empathy, mini-vans, and patriarchy, from the inimitable Men’s Rights activist and proud misogynist Rob Fedders, whom I found being quoted with approval and even some relish by MGTOWer elder MarkyMark on his little blog today.
Mr. Fedders starts off with a classic misogynist trope: women are like children.
Very few women are capable of empathizing with men. There are about as many women who have the ability to empathize with men as there are children capable of empathizing with adults.
This is what most men fail to grasp, and why they go round and round in circles trying to “explain things” to women.
Women just don’t care. We are here for their purposes, not ours. …
Women will never “care” about men in the same way that men “care” about the wellbeing of women. …
We are designed like this by nature … .
Mr. Fedders offers proof of this evolutionary design by considering a dilemma that preoccupied our ancient ancestors on the African savannah. Namely: who gets the minivan?
You can even see how this works with the way that men and women buy family vehicles. The wife and kids are always put in the best vehicle/mini-van/SUV as possible to “protect them” etc. etc. while the husband drives the run-down piece of crap to work… when the time comes that the husband gets a second vehicle you can usually hear the wife chirping in, “We had to get Joe a new truck… because the last one wasn’t safe and we don’t know what we would do if something happened to him.
That’s the way it has always been and the way it will likely always be.
Apparently, men hunted the mammoth in crappy old pickup trucks.
Fedders returns to his main theme:
Men are a tool to women… a “business.” And to successfully work that business, they must always appear in the needy/attention category. Babies who don’t cry don’t get milk… and women who don’t get attention don’t get taken care of by men. It is an innate feature of humans.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, women have ruled the world from time immemorial.
Women do control society’s values and mores… they lead with what they think is fashionable, and men follow, because by nature we are designed to give women what they want.
And, oh, women invented patriarchy as well.
Women “are” society. What women’s wants are is what society’s want’s are. This is where women are lying when they talk about the dreaded “patriarchy.” The patriarchy only existed because women explicitly approved of it, and endorsed it morally – causing the men to follow suit.
Turns out that patriarchy is basically just a way to make all men slaves to their women:
This is what is happening today too. Most of the anti-feminist battle is not going to be between men and women… it is going to be between women who want a “traditional man” and those who want a collective “government husband.” In both cases, the women are advocating for men to take care of women – with little concern for the man’s wants and needs – one wants a personal slave to serve her & her offspring, while the other wants a slave class to serve women and their offspring in general.
It’s the way human beings are designed. Who cares whether women rule, or if they rule the rulers? The result is the same.
I knew women were sneaky, but I had no idea they were this sneaky.
Fade, you’re probably thinking of baba ganoush. There are tons of recipes out there, but I can give you mine if you want.
I would love to hear it!
😀
My only purchase today was some compost and mulch, but I did it in the most misandric way possible – I made Mr. D. drive me in his truck (the one he needs for his manly job) and pick it up for me because I’m not strong enough at the moment. And he was happy to do it, which makes it even more misandric.
On a serious note, what are some creative non-ableist ways to say something’s really mixed up or messed up? I heard someone call a situation “bananas” the other day so I guess that’s a good one (unless that one is ableist too, but I can’t see how it is). Any more? I could really use substitutes for the word “crazy” in my vocabulary.
@clairedammit
I’m trying to think of some. Normally when I’m talking to/ about trolls here, I normally say they’re ignorant, or they don’t know how X works (ex, minty’s huge failure of human biology). Or that they don’t seem to be describing earth, but that one may be bad to use too. But idk. I’m not the best on ableism stuff, I’m still learning a lot about it.
Fixed that for you.
Have you ever tried muhammara? That’s some serious yum right there.
On non-ableist ways to say something’s messed up, I try to just focus in on what is messed up about it, and things can be messed up in so many ways that I haven’t found that there’s one good substitute. But it has definitely caused me to be more precise. I guess my pseudo-generic substitute now is to call people asshats. 😀
My personal opinion is that “bananas” is so closely connected in most peoples’ minds with “crazy” that it is more or less the same thing.
Here you are. One caveat – I cut the eggplant in half to roast it, which makes the baba ganoush dark. If you want it light colored, closer to the color of hummus, leave it whole to roast it, but you might need to cook it longer. You’ll know it’s done when it looks like it has collapsed. I think the classic way to roast it is over coals, which gives it a smokey flavor, but I’ve only done it in the oven.
I haven’t made this in ages. I think I might roast and eggplant in the bbq grill this week and make some a new way.
Baba Ganoush
1 large eggplant (about 1-1/4 pounds)
Juice of ½ a lemon
1 clove garlic, minced
½ teaspoon salt
2-3 tablespoons tahini
Preheat oven to 375. Oil a baking sheet. Cut eggplant in half lengthwise and place on baking sheet, cut sides down. Cook for 45 minutes to 1 hour, until tender (eggplant skin will be slightly wrinkled.) Cool eggplant halves slightly, scoop out of the skin and puree the pulp with the remaining ingredients.
@cloudiah
It’s helped me be more precise too. Now when I want to call a movie st*pid I end up having to give this long rambly explanation what’s wrong with it*, which, being me, is what I probably wanted to do in the first place.
*or it doesn’t have to be long. But you know. More precise-ness.
I do asshats too. Though for some reason I seem to call our trolls bub a lot ::shrugs::
OMG. I don’t have time to respond to this guy. I have to go to sleep because I work in 10 hours.
I hope when I return there is an awesome takedown to read.
I guess I’m thinking of situations like when too many things happen at once because that’s when I want to say “crazy”. Chaotic would work, I guess, but a silly word would be better. Like when you say that it’s raining cats and dogs, but something that would apply to other situations. I know what you mean about “bananas” though, cloudiah.
I like to use ridiculous.
According to Disabled Feminists post
So if you’re using it in the context of too much or overly, I guess you could say… too much or overly?
I was editing ableist language out of my WIP (aspiring author FTW!) and I changed
which isn’t using crazy, but I can’t remember whether stupid is ableist or not? (and I want the record to reflect* I am not in the position to debate whether it is) So I changed it to
It’s not exactly the same thing, but rather than use ableist language, I just made the wording a little more specific.
More on this is at What Privilege and it also mentions preciseness of language. it mentions on people acting like assholes and others construing that as mentally ill
*lol, I use that phrase all the time outloud for some reason.
Oops. Shoulda refreshed…..
@ Claredammit
Thank you!!! I shall ask my dad if he wants to make it together (Father/daughter cooking time =<3) also, mother daughter cooking time. I love to cook with my parents.
@melody
I’ll try to be awesome, but your awesomeness will probably have to come from someone else. I’ll mostly just be snarky XD
Today I bought (1) a notepad for meal planning and (2) a couple of little lighters. Of course, the lighters were actually for the scented. fucking. candles. that I bought 3 weeks ago and took home before I realized I had no way to light them. I made my boyfriend come with me. Misandry!
I’ve arranged them in a cute little vignette on my coffee table and lit them now. They’re a soothing talisman against a dreary day.
If we’re talking Middle Eastern eggplant dips, I like this one better than baba ganoush.
http://mypersiankitchen.com/kashkeh-bademjan-persian-eggplant-dip/
@cassandrasays
Looks like that’s worth checking out 😀 Thanks for posting the link
It’s really creamy and comforting! Nice on a cold day.
^It looks yummy, though potentially a little too oniony for me*… Never mind, I read that you sautee the onions and that negates some of their really strong onioniness
*I am a wimp when it comes to onions. But not garlic. BRING ON THE GARLIC
Anyway, thank you for the link! I shall potentially try it (though after the baba ganoush because I already tried that in a restaurant and know I like it :P)
I know she insists that the topping is mandatory, but you could always leave it out if you don’t like strong onion flavors. The actual dish is more in the saffron-y/garlicky flavor range.
ooh… garlic….
That is an idea, I guess. XD
/ditzy
Warning for vegans though – it’s not dairy free (because of the kashk).
I guess I have to wait till lent is over if I want to eat it with my dad then XD
Just finished up my own meal plan. I don’t usually do that, but between leftovers and grocery store bargains, I needed fridge traffic control. Ensure everything gets eaten in the right order before it expires.
I’m hoping my cute little pad amuses me enough to motivate me to make positive changes in the meal-planning arena. It’s #2 on my list of independent adult skills that I need to improve/acquire.