I sometimes say that the only “activism” that the Men’s Rights Movement is any good at is harassing individual women. But perhaps I’m being a bit too stingy here: following on the heels of the Father’s Rights activists who dress up like superheroes and climb up buildings and bridges to show that, well, I’m not sure what they’re trying to show, Men’s Rightsers seem to be developing a knack for poorly conceived media stunts that make them look like idiots.
The latest incredibly poorly conceived Men’s Rights media stunt come from Men’s Rights Edmonton, the A Voice for Men sister brother group famous for, among other things, chasing women down the street in the middle of the night and claiming that the women they chased were the bullies.
Anyway, the loudest and most obnoxious dude in the group, Nick Reading (a.k.a. “Eric Duckman”) has decided to run for Edmonton City Council on — get this! — the Patriarchy Party ticket! Oh no he didn’t!
Oh, yes he did. I suppose that the Patriarchy Party’s supposed platform — including a pledge “to end antiquated laws regarding women’s sexual consent” and provisions to instruct teachers “to snatch things like toy trucks out of the hands of little girls and replace them with dolls or tea sets” — probably inspired a chuckle or two amongst the folks at A Voice for Men, but the trollery here is really too inane to offend.
Whetever, dudes. You can find their badly designed pamphlet, with traced-photo “artwork” presumably by the noted FeMRA artist TyphonBlue, here.
Oh, he was definitely aiming for head up the ass, he just happened to get lucky on the first try and now he can’t get it out again.
“Arrrgh, that crappy “art” she does, arrrrgh. I think if I were sympathetic to MRA-ish views and wandered onto A Voice for Men I’d be discouraged by the crappy graphics alone and would think “These aren’t my kind of people.” I don’t know why that is exactly. They’re just SO crappy. I suppose when all your friends are progressives you know dozens upon dozens of artists, good artists, and are exposed to good stuff every day. There’s something so telling about them in that crap traced photo thing. Here be Monsters With No Imagination.”
All I can say to this is : “Hands are the exit of the soul.”
Unfortunately all the nonprofits I end up working with (other than PHS) are composed of people who can’t draw, spell, or use a font other than Comic Sans, so I’ve developed a shitty-design filter.
Still working on a good way to tell people “All your flyers are terrible. Can I make better ones for you?”
Good’s insults are in the “your momma dresses you funny” variety.
Pecunium, we established you needed a ladder since me playing spiderman was deemed ineffective. Just get the damned thing already. Also, that remaking of that Loony Toons…I suspect Not Good here is both too young, and too dense to get it.
And friends you can go “you’re being an asshole” to are the best kinds of friends, second only to ones you never need say it to.
Not Good — no, really, just stop trying to insult pecunium. You won’t succeed at anything besides making us laugh at you.
Re: my fish — I feel dumb. Went to the fishie store over lunch and lo and behold, a tank of GSPs…all very round. He’s apparently perfectly okay with what I assumed was constipation because he’s actually just a fat little fucker. (Who really needs his feral algae cleaned out, again >.<)
How about just an enthusiastic, “Let me try making a few flyers for you!”
Argenti: I’ve known I needed it for years. The problem has become not that I need it, but that I need it NOW!
Off to lunch, the hardware store and the liquor store. Not perhaps all in the same trip.
And then Pecunium builds this.
The idea that you need more booze astounds me…right, you meant to go…sorry I freaked on the subway and thus kept you home for the evening, preventing said trip for alcohol.
What did you end up putting in my coffee anyways? It was noms and I want some for my stash.
What I “need” is beer and/or Lillet Blanc. Today is also a tasting of the fall beers.
I think I put Redemption Rye in your coffee. Which reminds me, I am out of Rye. May have to get some when the paycheck comes in (just bought 18 oz of alpaca and alpaca silk. I am designing yarns in my head).
katz: You made me schnorfle.
Well, the whole trouble is that there will be a few people who are terrible at what they do but think they’re good (or don’t care) and have jockeyed for position and don’t want to lose it. Then there will be a big swath of people who mean well but simply can’t tell good from bad and are a little neophobic. So if you suggest doing something, person X will be like “Nope, thanks for the offer but I’ve got it under control, go back to your envelope stuffing,” and everyone else will be like “Why do we need new flyers? X has always done our flyers (or photography, or fundraising, or website, or what have you). What’s wrong with X’s flyers?”
If you’re really proactive and diplomatic, you can edge in when there’s need of new stuff, but I’ve never found a way to deal with stuff that already exists that is terrible, even though I know it hurts the organization.
Pretty sure postmodern architecture was invented after a trip to the hardware store and the liquor store.
I’M REALLY GOOD AT POSTER-MAKING LOOK I BOUGHT ALL THESE CRAYONS
@katz, I was both stating the obvious and oversimplifying. Sorry.
Yeah, there’s no great way to do this. I used to edit a newsletter, and the same woman would volunteer to make cartoons for us for every issue. They were terrible. She would draw people with 6 fingers, and anatomically impossible poses (almost cubist, to get back to our Picasso discussion). And they were never funny.
She also once submitted a picture of a rally, and since she decided more people should have attended the rally, she simply photoshopped more people in — only she didn’t find pictures of a bunch of people and photoshop them in, she just copied one of the people that was there are replicated him all over the place in the photo. And got kind of mad when we didn’t want to run it.
I do not miss being a newsletter editor.
Yeesh, that sounds like an…awkward job. It seems like there’s no way to deal with that stuff without “your stuff sucks” eventually coming to the fore.
Pecunium — yeah, it was Redemption something, cuz it remember snickering at that. And yes,
youI killed the bottle. Enjoy your beer tasting!So…my mother insisted on going to the dollar store. During Halloween season. I have a bunch of decorations and will be doing up the porch next week (and apparently she knows no one who gets as excited as I do about Halloween, I was all giddy that falling leaves means IT’S TIME TO BREAK OUT THE GOURDS! [I have a bunch of dried decorative gourds…and now a Halloween scary house sign and these huge sheets of mock bloody gauze and my brother has some fake tombstones and AHH IT’S HALLOWEEN SEASON!!!])
/squee
I love that they called themselves the Pee Party. Almost as good as the Conservative Reform Alliance Party (They released it to the media, the fools).
I have borrowed a ladder. Now I need someone to make sure it stays up while I mount it. There is a very small window this can happen.
If I had a teleport, I’d come help, but well, I don’t. (I am free though, if you want to put up with me three weekends in a row I can happily help in your ladder endeavors)
Hooray for Halloween decorations! I went shopping with my mom for Halloween stuff once, and we found these GIANT OWL wall hanging things… And then proceeded to sneak them into my sister’s room while she slept. My sister who had recurring nightmares about giant owls carrying her away as a small child.
It was basically the best thing. (As a note, my sister had been over the owl dreams for something like 10 or 12 years by this point, and nothing happened except for loud screams when she woke up to giant owls staring at her. She thought it was hilarious by the time she came down for breakfast.)
Giant Owls of Doom!
I think I’m gonna hit up a proper Halloween store for a skeleton, I’m not risking someone walking off with the one on my door (I have a glow in the dark skeleton on my bedroom door, excellent for finding the doorknob when I’m the only one up and don’t want to risk blinding people with the hall light…$1 in a post-Halloween bin…)
Your owls sound like the sort of thing I’d leave up year round, my display case has ikea toy rats using the various things on display. Put the owls atop the fridge or someplace where they will always be watching you 🙂
They were pretty sweet, but not really the kind of thing you put on top of the fridge, since it was just a maybe 3’x4′ plastic poster dealie… Still, they rate well up on my list of best things I ever spent less than $10 on 😀
Unfortunately they stayed with my parents when I moved out, or I’d post a picture.
Ah, I thought you meant 3D owls.
Pecunium — gonna have to retract that offer, apparently metro north is full of fail currently…and I’ll be indefinitely…fuck. Near as I can tell the issue is local to me though, so it may not be a huge deal for next weekend.
Happy birthday, hellkell! You and Sir share the date. 🙂
TomBcat, great to see you back again! How’s things?