Another in an ongoing series of posts on seminal works in the manosphere canon, as it were. At some point, I’ll make a page for these.
Like Warren Farrell’s The Myth of Male Power, F. Roger Devlin’s 2006 essay Sexual Utopia in Power (downloadable here) is a kind of Manospherian urtext, an original source of many of the terrible ideas that are now accepted as gospel wherever misogynists gather in large numbers online. Though the name of Devlin is hardly as well known as that of Farrell, many of his ideas, most notably his reworked notion of “hypergamy” — which we will get to in a minute — are omnipresent in the manosphere.
Among misogynists with intellectual pretensions, Devlin’s Sexual Utopia is considered a must-read. Originally brought to the attention of fellow manospherians by PUA pseudointellectual Roissy — now Heartiste — in 2007, the essay has received lavish praise on such familiar sites as The Spearhead (where WF Price praised Devlin’s “critiques of feminism” as “some of the best out there”) and A Voice for Men (where one post described the essay as “supremely indispensable.”) It’s listed in the sidebar of The Red Pill subreddit as “required reading.” And Norwegian MRA Eivind Berge gushed that the essay was
possibly the best article I have ever read. My blogging against feminism is almost redundant after F. Roger Devlin has put it so well.
So what exactly are all these guys falling over themselves to praise so highly? To put it bluntly, a strange and sprawling compendium of ideas that range from frankly abhorrent to merely silly, motivated by misogyny and racism. Virtually none of the essay’s many gross generalizations about women (or men) are supported by any sort of evidence.
And did I mention that it originally ran in a white nationalist journal?
Yes, “Sexual Utopia in Power” originally ran in The Occidental Quarterly, an explicitly racist journal that described its mission as protecting “the civilization and free governments that whites have created” from the rise of the evil non-white hordes. Indeed, Devlin is on the editorial advisory board of the journal, which currently features an article on its site praising Disney’s Snow White as “a White Nationalist classic.”
While the bulk of Devlin’s essay deals with gender, not race, it is framed — in the very first sentence — by his concern over what he calls the “catastrophic decline” of “white birthrates worldwide.” In other words, no one who has read his article, even if they don’t know what the Occidental Quarterly is, can possibly miss Devlin’s fundamental racism (which is spelled out even more explicitly at the end of this piece).
There is so much in Devlin’s essay that is so objectionable that it cannot fit in a single post, so today I will focus only on his reworked notion of “hypergamy.”
The term was originally a technical way of saying “marrying up” — that is, “the act or practice of marrying a spouse of higher caste or status than oneself,” as Wikipedia rather unromantically puts it.
In Devlin’s hands, the term comes to mean something entirely different:
It is sometimes said that men are polygamous and women monogamous. …
It would be more accurate to say that the female sexual instinct is hypergamous. Men may have a tendency to seek sexual variety, but women have simple tastes in the manner of Oscar Wilde: They are always satisfied with the best. By definition, only one man can be the best. These different male and female “sexual orientations” are clearly seen among the lower primates, e.g., in a baboon pack. Females compete to mate at the top, males to get to the top.
This may sound vaguely familiar to you. Brian Eno once said of the Velvet Underground’s first album that only 30,000 people may have bought copies of it, but “everyone who bought one of those 30,000 copies started a band.” Similarly, everyone who has read Devlin seems to have started a blog or YouTube channel.
Women, in fact, have a distinctive sexual utopia corresponding to their hypergamous instincts. In its purely utopian form, it has two parts: First, she mates with her incubus, the imaginary perfect man; and, second, he “commits,” or ceases mating with all other women. This is the formula of much pulp romance fiction. The fantasy is strictly utopian, partly because no perfect man exists, but partly also because even if he did, it is logically impossible for him to be the exclusive mate of all the women who desire him.
It is possible, however, to enable women to mate hypergamously, i.e., with the most sexually attractive (handsome or socially dominant) men. In the Ecclesiazusae of Aristophanes the women of Athens stage a coup d’état. They occupy the legislative assembly and barricade their husbands out. Then they proceed to enact a law by which the most attractive males of the city will be compelled to mate with each female in turn, beginning with the least attractive. That is the female sexual utopia in power.
And yes, we are rapidly moving towards the manosphere myth that virtually all women are having sex with the same tiny number of men.
Although there may be only one “alpha male” at the top of the pack at any given time, which one it is changes over time. In human terms, this means the female is fickle, infatuated with no more than one man at any given time, but not naturally loyal to a husband over the course of a lifetime.
From here, it seems, comes the widespread manosphere myth that women are inherently amoral creatures who will instantly dump whatever man they’re with whenever an alpha strolls by.
Devlin is also the apparent source of the related manosphere myth that most men live lives of quiet celibacy.
An important aspect of hypergamy is that it implies the rejection of most males.
Indeed, Devlin is so convinced by this notion that he simply hand-waves away all data to the contrary.
Survey results are occasionally announced apparently indicating male satisfaction with their “sex lives” and female unhappiness with theirs. This creates an impression that there really is “more sex” for men today than before some misguided girls misbehaved themselves forty years ago. …
It is child’s play to show, not merely that this is untrue, but that it cannot be true. … What happens when female sexual desire is liberated is not an increase in the total amount of sex available to men, but a redistribution of the existing supply. Society becomes polygamous. A situation emerges in which most men are desperate for wives, but most women are just as desperately throwing themselves at a very few exceptionally attractive men. …
Sexual liberation really means the Darwinian mating pattern of the baboon pack reappears among humans.
And …. scene!
Devlin is sometimes described as an “independent scholar,” but even aside from its misogyny and racism “Sexual Utopia in Power” is anything but scholarly. There are only a relative handful of footnotes, which don’t come close to backing up Devlin’s numerous factual claims. Most of the footnotes refer to the writings not of scholars but of conservative and far-right journalists. One links to an article on the racist hate site VDare.com; another favorably cites this article by Henry Makow, an early Men’s Rights Activist turned conspiracy theorist who literally believes that feminists are in league with an evil Satanic-Illuminati cult that rules the world.
Devlin offers precisely zero evidence to back up his claims about hypergamy — aside from a couple of surveys, whose conclusions he rejects, and several quotes from literature, including that one from Oscar Wilde. The rest is, to use the formal term for it, assdata.
Nonetheless, the manosphere has adopted Devlin’s new-and-not-improved version of “hypergamy” with enthusiasm. I won’t even bother citing examples; a Google search for “manosphere” and “hypergamy” brings up 17,700 results. Hell, there are several dozen articles about hypergamy on A Voice for Men alone. And of course I’ve written about the manosphere obsession with hypergamy many times before.
But so far essentially the only people who have picked up on this particular definition of hypergamy have been misogynists, pickup artists, MRAs and others vaguely associated with, or around, the manosphere. The only academic I know of who has ever even addressed Devlin’s peculiar thesis is libertarian economist Tyler Cowan, who wrote about it briefly, and I think accurately, on his blog several years back.
This essay is not politically correct and at times it is misogynous and yes I believe the author is evil (seriously). The main behavioral assumption is that women are fickle. So they are monogamous at points of time but not over time; Devlin then solves for the resulting equilibrium, so to speak. The birth rate falls, for one thing. The piece also claims that the modern “abolition” of marriage strengthens the attractive at the expense of the unattractive. Some of you will hate the piece. I disagree with the central conclusion, and also the motivation, but it does seem to count as a new idea.
As an actual idea, new or old, this is probably all the consideration Devlin‘s version of “hypergamy” really deserves. But as a case study in the history and sociology of bad ideas, the strange story of Devlin’s hypergamy is a bit more interesting, and I no doubt will return to it in future posts.
There is also a good deal in Devlin’s essay that’s a good deal worse than his discussion of hypergamy, and I’ll be coming back to that as well.
It’s actually been a source of much amusement to me at work to watch various drama-prone band members attempt to start drama with their bass players and be greeted with bored indifference. There’s nothing that annoys a drama monster like someone who just shrugs and walks away.
Should we call this phenomenon “The Entwistle Effect?”
Have we reached that level where assdata becomes Official FactTM because more than three people agree? My bassist friends were pretty mellow as well…
Mr C and I had a conversation about this the other day. He was talking about Almost Famous and saying he didn’t remember who played the bass player, or even there being a bass player, because he wasn’t involved in any of the drama, and I was all…but honey, he’s a bass player, when everyone else is being ridiculous they just wander off and find less annoying people to drink beer with.
Ditto here with the bass player assfax.
I’ve been dating one for almost 2 years, and he’s very mellow and level headed, and that’s why I love him.
You know Truthy is going to come back and claim this conversation proves his point, right? I don’t think he realizes that in certain demographics almost everyone is in a band.
“If I can convince just one sad teenager that his life will be better if he starts manipulating and lying to women, all my toil will be totally worth it!”
So the root of PUA is fear that white people won’t reproduce enough and evil brown people will take over the world.
I have to say, that is not the endorsement you seem to think.
“I don’t have to win you over. I have to win over the sad, hang-dog 19-year-old guy at the bus stop with the pocket protector. College turned out to be not so different from high school after all.”
Actually you do have to win a few others over. Like women. Since they’re the ones that are getting your movement’s treatment, and the ones you’re begging to act a certain way.
Basically, after the sad teenager is convinced of everything you believe, then what? He goes and insults women for not dating him?
Also, isn’t it a bit pathetic that your goal is to go after people who already feel vulnerable? That just shows how weak your movement is, since it only stands in the perspective of a young person who’s outlook on negative experiences in high school. It’s probably the same reason it wasn’t that hard to convince the poor whites in the south to be racist.
Am I the only one who remembers the ads/whatever from either the ’80’s or the ’90’s about how one is sleeping/having sex with everyone their partner has (both men and women) and DON’T DO IT. Rock stars = lots of sex = er, ahem, “rawdog” = eww
What kind of 19-year-old wears a pocket protector?
What kind of anyone wears a pocket protector, since it’s been 60 years since anyone needed to use a pen that leaks?
(INB4 Pecunium tells me he has a collection of vintage fountain pens: If you’re choosing to use an $80 pen, you ought to be going all the way and keeping it in a velvet-lined mahogany case instead of in your pocket.)
Yeah, but no one still said “men can never get laid” and “women can always get laid”. Sexist people like to take very slight differences and extrapolate their sexism on there.
Sexist: Women can get one-night stands slightly easier than men and this means that men can neeeveeerrrr get laid and women have it so easy misssaaaaandry!!!
Sexist: Slightly different areas of the brain light up when men and women do the same thing and this means women suck at math and science!!!!!!!
QFT, titianblue!
Don’t you love the way he takes being called a sleazebag – a name directed specifically at him for his attitude and behaviour – and pretends to think I’m talking about all earthly sex? And then brings up “purity” like it had anyting to do with anything?
-10/10
Hey, Eurosleazemoron: sex across the veil IS fleshly. It’s not that different from sex here, it’s more a matter of geography than anything else. And I’d love it if Mr K could do an earthly manifestation, but it isn’t going to happen. (Prolly just as well given his fondness for pinching my knitwear.)
Forgot to add with musicians: does a lutenist and occasional pianist count? 😉
katz: (INB4 Pecunium tells me he has a collection of vintage fountain pens: If you’re choosing to use an $80 pen, you ought to be going all the way and keeping it in a velvet-lined mahogany case instead of in your pocket.)
Nope. I should (because, as Argenti can testify, my writing is awful; fountain pens make it a bit more legible). My default writing implement is an automatic pencil.
But I have been blessed with beloveds who gifted me glass pens. I never put them in my pocket. Heck, they seldom leave the house.
What I recall is the computer types having those Pilots with the flexi-nibs, and they leaked. I recall seeing some pockets which hadn’t been protected (worst were pant’s pockets).
All this talk about pocket protectors is making me think of these accountants.
We trombonists are good kissers.
“because, as Argenti can testify, my writing is awful”
I believe I called it “atrocious”…I know I asked if you were sure you aren’t a lawyer 🙂
While it’s relevant…
Guys! GUYS! He sent me alpaca silk for the frankengloves!! I can fix up my frankengloves with proper thread/yard/not-embroidery-floss!!
…which I figured out after deciphering the note he included. Neither a doctor nor a lawyer though, just fails at handwriting (’tis ok, so do I, block letters are your friend)
Ah, IT dept? We all used block letters since IT hands type, we don’t write, wtf is this pen thing and why do I need it?!
…what was the topic again? Oh, musicians. My ex-fiancé was a cellist, and yep, fingering strings requires nimble fingers. (Also, getting engaged in HS is stupid, dear gods am I glad we didn’t marry!)
Kitteh —
*goes to find a regular pencil*
*tries to slide through ear* hmm, not quite…
*takes out plugs*
Looks like a standard pencil is a 0g, sorry, mine are 2g (bigger number means smaller hole, don’t ask) q-tips fit though, which is convinent for cleaning
If you kept a glass pen in your pocket, you’d *really* want a pocket protector.
LOL at the image of Argenti trying out Punk Accountant Jewellery!
“…which I figured out after deciphering the note he included. Neither a doctor nor a lawyer though, just fails at handwriting (’tis ok, so do I, block letters are your friend)”
Hey, Pecunium’s in good company then. Younger Stepson’s earthly writing was so bad even he couldn’t read it; he had to ask Spouse # 2 to decipher it for him once.
I used to have problems reading my own lecture notes at uni.
I struggle with rapid notes I make, but mostly avoid that by using the voice recorder on my phone these days.
I have never had a decent hand. Even the nuns couldn’t make it pretty. Then I took to journalism. I’d made my printing decent, but then I took to the study of Russian. Being required to write (I mean required, I don’t think I actually know how to print the Spanish alphabet) put paid to my having a decent hand.
that said, if I can find a phrase, I can still read notes I took 25 years ago (why yes, I do still have some notebooks from when I was a reporter).