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Mark Minter takes on Marriage, Mangina Manservants and America’s Matriarchal Infrastructure

Mark Minter's worst nightmare
Mark Minter’s worst nightmare

Today I’m feeling lazy, so I’m just going to pass along some thoughts from Mark Minter, a fellow best known, insofar as he is known, for leaving melodramatic manospherian manifestos – look, three “m’s” in a row! — in other people’s comments sections. I’ve written about him before twice! — and he’s recently returned to his old habit of leaving his droppings in the comments here.

This little masterpiece of purplish prose, however, was left in the comments section of Roosh V’s Return of Kings blog (and brought to my attention by a commenter here), where he gets a much friendlier reception than he gets in these parts. His topic: Returning to the United States after spending time abroad. (I’ve cut out big chunks of his comments, as Minty is a tad long-winded.)

I have been back 3 years and I do not seek to engage America in any way. I stay home, on the internet. I shop in the middle of the night for food. When I must be out in the day, I move quickly, efficiently. I interact little with this society that I am no longer a part of. Some of that is age but a lot of is that I have killed my American self and I feel no affection for it, no loyalty to it, and I shall discard it forever, soon. The only connection is feel to it is you, you band of renegade rebels to whom I feel a kindred spirit.

We few, we happy few, we band of douchebags!

Despite the claims of feminists, America is the Matriarchy, the land owned and dominated by women and their mangina menservants, their guards, their infrastructure that so caters to them, their laws.

Yes, it’s true. Along with its mangina manservants — hi, everybody! — America has a Matriarchal Infrastructure. For example, this power plant, located just outside Dacron, Ohio, is devoted entirely to providing electricity for women’s Hitachi Magic Wands.

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Anyway, back to Mark’s riveting ruminations:

You see it when upon landing in America. In other places, immigration is almost a “lip service”, a gang of sorts to get money from you when you arrive and when you leave. The security you must pass, when entering. is almost a joke compared to what you encounter when you arrive in America. And it is far greater when you leave, those airlines and airport security forces have a procedure that is not so much that the idea of the country you are leaving, but rather the dictates of America, and its women.

Clearly, only women want border security. If it were up to men, anyone could just waltz in no questions asked, carrying bombs, heroin, large snakes, strange insects, bootleg t.A.T.u. CDs, what have you.

And here you are not a man, but a functionary, a manservant, a slave to women. You see it when you arrive, you feel it, you know it, that stripping of your masculine dignity that begins the moment you leave the plane and enter an American terminal, that herding, that loss of the you that is you. And you see it as you come out on these clean, lit streets, this great giant boring shopping mall, all designed for women, all policed for women, all at the behest of women and those manginas that have bought in … .

Damn you, America and your good lighting! Fuck you and your infernal lack of litter!

It is more than merely cultural, more than social, it is even biological. This matriarchy has dominated even nature here, controlled every last aspect, even the dirt, even the germs, all of the animals, and certainly, all of the men.

It’s true. ALL OF THE ANIMALS. Even my cats are women. Spoiled, pampered women who expect everything handed to them on a silver platter!

Well, not so much a silver platter as little paper plates. Also, I make them poop in a box. But you get the idea.

If you stay, you will remain in angst, a slave to women.

When I close my eyes the image I see is elsewhere.

Weird. I see the completely unilluminated inside of my eyelids, which is not a terribly interesting view.

And when I die, the fact I got to live elsewhere for a time, will dwarf what I feel about here. It is the basis of my rants about marriage and this American life as a married man being insipid, stupid, and a waste of the life of man. Because it ties you to here, it chains you, it removes your option, your hope, that you might leave, and seals your fate as a slave.

So, I guess … don’t get married then? Problem solved!

I don’t think the women of Matriarchal America are going to miss out greatly from you removing yourself from the marriage market. So, seriously, go right ahead.

NOTE: There is no Dacron, Ohio.

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opheliamonarch
11 years ago

Oh, and of course, Ophelia, sorry 🙂

CassandraSays
CassandraSays
11 years ago

I don’t think it’s meant to be based on the book? It was one of those cash in on the popularity of Conan projects as far as I can tell.

CassandraSays
CassandraSays
11 years ago

OK, this is true, it did make me want a pet ferret for a while.

Mr Open Source Boob Project cured me of that wish for all time, just by the power of association. Now every time I hear “ferret” I think “creepy manipulative weirdo”.

opheliamonarch
11 years ago

Okay Beastmaster/Carbonel/Dr Doolittle, that is becoming one strange mash-up.

Shiraz
Shiraz
11 years ago

Uh, it’s LOOSELY based on Norton’s character’s kitteh. Loosely.

Kittehserf
11 years ago

Yeah, I just read “loosely” … gawd, that’s stretching the definition of the word. I didnt know it was a synonym for “unrecognisable”! 😀

I think I liked Catseye a bit better than The Beast Master because the animals and Troy actually talked to each other – telepathically, of course, but in words. It made it more interesting to me than the non-verbal connection in TBM.

Always wanted to see a horse with Rain’s colouring, though. 🙂

Shiraz
Shiraz
11 years ago

I have the pleasure of not knowing what the Mr Open Boob Source Boob Project is.

CassandraSays
CassandraSays
11 years ago

Lucky!

princessbonbon
11 years ago

Now I want to go buy some. Because I’m mean and nasty.

I bought a ton a couple of years ago at Bath and Body Works, I can share.

Shiraz
Shiraz
11 years ago

Errr…I guess I meant, Mr. Open Source Boob Project.

No please, I don’t need to know what it actually is. I just hate typos.

CassandraSays
CassandraSays
11 years ago

Do you think if we offered some to Chloe the potential aromatherapy benefits might help calm her down?

eumenidis
eumenidis
11 years ago

@CassandraSays: “One does have to wonder if therapy might be more useful to Minty than interacting with other paranoid weirdos all the time.”
–& possibly (probably) medication. Sounds like the guy thinks he’s in the middle of a zombie apocalypse.

CassandraSays
CassandraSays
11 years ago

It’s like he lives in Resident Evil, but all the zombies are feminists.

Shiraz
Shiraz
11 years ago

To me, it sounds like Minter is in the middle of of “Invasion of the Body Snatchers,” the film starring Donald Sutherland, of course, 1978.

Kittehserf
11 years ago

“I bought a ton a couple of years ago at Bath and Body Works, I can share.”

But will you have enough left then? There are a lot of penises to be kept oppressed.

opheliamonarch
11 years ago

Are we talking about hand rub or lube now? Although I’m wondering if the gynocracy couldn’t just put something in the water? Maybe we could send them suggestions?

Shadow
Shadow
11 years ago

When you’re a Cat,
You’re a Cat all the way
From your first kibble pack
To your last dyin’ day.

CassandraSays
CassandraSays
11 years ago

I don’t think Bath and Body works sells lube…

Kittehserf
11 years ago

I wouldn’t wish playing Mintyboy on Donald Sutherland … or any actor, come to think of it.

Could this be the vision of the Catpocalypse Minty saw on returning to the US?

Though I don’t think Minty really needs to fear the Zombie Catpocalypse.

Kittehserf
11 years ago

Shadow – perfect! 😀

ophelia – “Although I’m wondering if the gynocracy couldn’t just put something in the water? Maybe we could send them suggestions?”

Were you reading here in NWOslave’s day? He was always on about flouride (note spelling) in the water and all the turribul things it does. I’m pretty sure the gynocracy has it all covered.

Shiraz
Shiraz
11 years ago

Ha. Goodnight everyone. Gotta go to sleep.

Sefner
Sefner
11 years ago

He goes out at night? Isn’t he afraid of straw feminists leaping out from behind dumpsters?

Bagelsan
Bagelsan
11 years ago

I need to go to sleep but first OMG ANDRE NORTON. She made me want to have telepathic animals so, so bad when I was a kid!

opheliamonarch
11 years ago

@CassandraSays,
Well, lube’s for the body isn’t it? I think it’s a missed marketing opportunity, that’s all I’m saying.
*sings* ‘what the world needs now is lube sweet lube….’Or I’m just obsessed with sex 🙂

@Kittehserf, loved the poem by the way, yeah, you’re right, they got it covered, I mean swallow the red pill man, have you seen all them chem trails?

Anyway, sleepy time, think I’ll regress to childhood, put on my Carbonel audiobook, and pretend the worlds as lovely as you chaps, nighty, night.x

BritterSweet
11 years ago

The highlight of my evening was reading his speech like this (starts at about 1:45):