Hey fellas! While we’re talking about the evils of the Friend Zone and possible legal sanctions against the women who so often and so maliciously put us there — and while the women are distracted by that picture of Scrooge McDuck above — I’d like to warn you of another kind of Friend Zone you need to be wary of: the “Repair Friend” Zone.
I learned of this danger from none other than Warren Farrell himself, in the pages of his book Women Can’t Hear What Men Don’t Say (which amazingly does not have the subtitle “But It’s Not Like Angry Dudes On The Internet Are Going to Shut Up Any Time Soon”).
Here’s how old Warren explains it, perhaps exaggerating the innocence of the wily female Repair-Friend Zoners:
Single moms who rely on male friends for repairs — “he’s just a repair friend” — are often unaware that the man really isn’t sacrificing his Sunday afternoon in exchange for a Sunday night dinner. The truth is, if he’s making that type of sacrifice, it’s usually because he’s interested in her.
That’s right, ladies! Men never actually want to be just friends with you. Never. And when they act friendly, it’s just because they want to [insert weird creepy Warren Farrellesque euphemism for sex here]. Only instead of making a move on you they’d rather make a move on your car, and just sort of hope you’ll get the hint.
I’ve seen many single moms who have men who they claim are “just friends” work on their cars, do repairs, help them move. They think nothing of it. (Which says it all.) When she starts dating someone seriously, the “repair friend” feels hurt and her new boyfriend feels suspicious. And Mom feels caught between a rock and a hard place, so to speak.
Is Farrell making some sort of awkward boner joke here?
Anyway, for Farrell, this is somehow all the fault of women, and feminism, or misandry, or something.
This attitude rests on a deeper foundation. Just as women who are poor turn to the government as a substitute husband (in the form of welfare and AFDC payments), so women without husbands often unconsciously turn to substitute husbands, such as dads, “repair friends,”and male neighbors.
So, fellas, be careful out there. One moment you’ll be chatting casually over the fence with the former Mrs. Jones, and the next thing you know you’ll be in her basement buried deep in her washing machine trying to fix, I dunno, whatever is inside of washing machines that might need fixing, I’m not really very mechanical.
Come to think of it a female friend of mine had me change a light bulb the other day that she couldn’t reach. Granted, I don’t want to have sex with her, and also she’s fixed my bike on several occasions and sometimes brings me cake, but, still, I think I may have just been Light Bulb Friend Zoned.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned by her knickers.
Just as long as there’s lining ‘twixt me and the sparkly crown. Gold thread is scratchy.
“Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned by her knickers.”
Thank Ceiling Cat I’d finished my soup before I read that. It’s bad enough trying to clean coffee off my monitor.
I’ve got it! The next great PUA idea! They could produce a line of knickers with insulting phrases like “only a 5” on them, and distribute them to young women across the many nations. It would be like your own underpants were negging you, thus creating a sort of constant low-grade anxiety and eroding your self-esteem to the point where you’d be more receptive to advances from creepers.
And they wouldn’t even have to design new shapes. Half the knickers out there seem designed to neg (scratchy thread, shaped to cut you in half, etc, etc) …
That’s one good thing about physical maleness – comfy boypants! *gloat*
Wait…. no… why are you looking at me with those burning angry eyes? Don’t hurt me! MISANDRY!!
@Athywren the thing about Atlas Shrugged is that it’s so beautifully masculine. It’s a story about a women trying to make her rail road company work.The trains are a a metaphor for the human will. She (Dagny Taggart) refuses to fuck with any man that isn’t a reflection of her strong values. When she does find her ideal men, she screws their brains out. I’m talking about them throwing her lovers up against the wall high school bully style kind of sex. The hair pulling, chest biting, celebration of life kind of sex. The kind of passionate love making that only 2 people who truly love and admire each other share. It boldly states that men who aren’t valuable don’t deserve to be loved. There’s no mincing of words, no rainbow colored Disney fantasies, no sympathy sex for loosers just the cold hard truth. Be a productive man or GTFO
_why would you hold onto said nonsenserag, then assert that women owe men something? The only thing any one owes another his person is the to fully use of ones own rational mind.
“You” whether you’re a man or a women, owe your fellow man reason.
High school bullying is a celebration of life? Poor Bud, he seems to be confused about many things.
PS : My girlpants are very comfy, thanks. Bikinis or low-rise boyshorts for the win! I can’t stand anything that sits right on the waist.
So you’re saying that these men who are owed sex AND nothing but the women around them using their own rational minds should just GTFO?
Well, that sure is a consistent message.
“Wait…. no… why are you looking at me with those burning angry eyes? Don’t hurt me! MISANDRY!!“
@Budmin
A) I hate glorification of toxic masculinity, and B) how is a trainstation and not fucking people you don’t want to fuck masculine, anyway?
and C) you have still yet to prove that doing a favor for someone out of your own free will makes you a dish rag.
Seriously, if you’re so masculine and don’t need anyone or w/e, why are you commenting here? Don’t you have a train station to run or something?
Valuable according to whom? B/c if it’s “according to the person their dating”, yeah, it is a good idea to date someone who values you and value the people you’re dating and vice versa. But if it’s “dont do x thing that I think assiigns value to a human” then you can go fuck yourself
” Don’t you have a train station to run or something? ”
So that’s why our public transport’s fucked …
@athywren _So you’re saying that these men who are owed sex AND nothing but the women around them using their own rational minds should just GTFO?
Well, that sure is a consistent message.
I can’t believe you wrote that..WHAT PART OF OWED REASON went inside your cognitive abilities and was translated to OWED SEX?
DROP THE OWED SEX NONSENSE AND USE YOUR BRAIN ATHYWREN.
Guess what budmin? Condensing to commenters who’re here in good faith is frowned upon. As in, you just hit my “kindly fuck off now” limit.
So kindly fuck off.
Everyone else — has anyone requested an IP check on this dirty laundry?
“I can’t believe you wrote that..WHAT PART OF OWED REASON went inside your cognitive abilities and was translated to OWED SEX? ”
Guess what, fuckwit? There’s this thing called “s c r o l l i n g”. There’s also this thing called “c l i c k i n g O l d e r C o m m e n t s”. They mean we can read what you wrote before, and you came into this thread whining about pooooooor mennnnnnnnnnz being strung along by parasitic women who get favours from them without ever ONCE letting said men fuck them.
In other words, you made it crystal clear you think women owe men sex.
I hope all your food smells and tastes like fish shit, forever.
Argenti – don’t think so, but the smell of sweaty unwashed socks is getting stronger, isn’t it?
GTFO Bud. You hit the creeper max.
This one has a bad case of you’re-only-allowed-to-remember-my-most-recent-comment-itis. Referencing older comments is misandry!!
“I hope all your food smells and tastes like fish shit, forever.”
And the Lego curse is officially totally tolerable, give me Legos for my every step, just don’t make me eat that!!
Budmin: All I’m saying is that women share some (but not all) the responsibility in insuring that a guy’s unrequited love doesn’t turn into an out of control infatuation
You are wrong. His unrequited infatuation is his problem.
commentors who are too battle wary to recognize the olive branch of peace so firmly hold in my heart.
That would be the olive branch about rent money?
Men would staidly prowl the streets looking for any chick pushing a stroller believing that if that they courted the single mom right, they (meaning the men) would be living with her rent free on the government’s dime. That was the plan anyway.
Long story short, these women always had the upper hand.
So the guys who wanted to freeload on the women are the victims?
Got it.
Stop assuming that I condone sexual blackmail.
Then stop blaming it on women.
The women are the parasites, the men are just freeloaders like Freddy.
“And the Lego curse is officially totally tolerable, give me Legos for my every step, just don’t make me eat that!!”
Heh, I thought that would be one of the worst curses ever, and I’ve never even caught a whiff of the stuff. Put it down to the power of your descriptions! 😀
@Fade A) You’re definition of toxic masculinity and mind are probably not in the same ballpark.
B) “The man who is proudly certain of his own value, will want the highest type of woman he can find, the woman he admires…because only the possession of a heroine will give him the sense of achievement,” (2.4.3.88)
The language is a little harsh but bare in mind that the female protagonist (Dagny) had a Nice Guy “friend” (Eddie Willers) following her around like a puppy dog through out the story. He ended up sobbing on the train tracks at the very end of the book because he couldn’t restart the train he was on.
_Valuable according to whom? B/c if it’s “according to the person their dating”, yeah, it is a good idea to date someone who values you and value the people you’re dating and vice versa. But if it’s “dont do x thing that I think assiigns value to a human” then you can go fuck yourself..
Trading value for value is the point of the book (that everybody hates so much).
Is it budmin’s failure to make sense, or my lack of communication skills today! I can’t make heads or tails of his “point”.
Pecunium — please translate this gibberish into Argenti for me?
Can this not become the wanking about Rand thread? Please? Because I used to work with a bunch of Randroids and I’ve officially hit my lifetime limit for objectivism fanboy babble.