So over on A Voice for Men, the regulars are all congratulating one another for their grand victory in Toronto. In AVFM’s official post on Saturday’s tiny “rally,” incongruously titled “Historic MHRA rally in Toronto huge success,” Elam — who in photographs of the events looked rather befuddled by it all — declared that the day had been magical for him:
“This was one of the greatest things I have ever done in my life,” said Elam. “Meeting all of these people and talking to a crowd that was five times bigger than the opposition was a remarkable event.”
Given that most of the opposition made a clear decision to ignore the AVFM/CAFE rally and lecture — much to the obvious disappointment of many MRAs who were there in Toronto or watching on the sidelines on the Internet — this was not much of an accomplishment.
Other commenters on AVFM were equally effusive.
“It’s an amazing day!” declared Tara J. Palmatier, the Men’s Rights therapist. “What a fantastic turnout, congrats to all the people who took part in this momentous rally,” wrote the easily impressed Onca747. “This truly is a historic moment,” agreed Unregistard. “OUTSTANDING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” added JJ.
Not to be outdone, Attila L. Vinczer of Canada Courtwatch, one of the speakers at the “rally,” declared it to have been both a “COLOSSAL” and a “complete success,” adding that
Saturday, September 28, 2013 will be remembered in history as one of the most important turning points for Men and Boys in Crisis.
The obvious question is: Do they know?
Do they know what a miserable failure their little rally was?
This was to be the great shining moment for the burgeoning Mens (Human) Rights Movement. It was trumpeted in no less than 17 posts on AVFM itself and in numerous other posts on affiliated and sympathetic sites elsewhere. Numerous MRAs flew in to be there. And the event drew … a tiny handful of rank-and-file MRAs and other onlookers. I’ve seen bigger crowds waiting for a bus. (See the pictures here to see how tiny this “historic” rally really was; see here for people making fun of those pictures.)
A Voice for Men has a long-established habit of promising big and delivering tiny, or not at all.
Oftentimes, the site simply moves on, and hopes no one remembers the promises and/or predictions.
In this case, they seem to be trying to cover up a giant failure through the sheet power of their own bluster.
Or do they really believe their own nonsense?
Recently, I read the classic sociological study When Prophecy Fails, by Leon Festinger, Henry Riecken, and Stanley Schachter. It’s a study of a small UFO cult led by a woman named Dorothy Martin who claimed to have received messages from planet Clarion predicting an imminent apocalypse in the early morning of December 21, 1954. The researchers — in a move that would now be considered completely unethical — managed to infiltrate the group, and so had a cult-members-eye-view to watch what happened when this prophecy (SPOILER ALERT) didn’t come true.
There are a couple of aspects of Ms. Martin’s story that I think are relevant here. Prior to her big failed prediction — and the collapse of her little cult — Martin made a number of smaller failed predictions, claiming that the aliens had told her when and where they would be landing their ships. Each time, she and some of her followers went to their alien appointments and waited, only to be stood up. And each time, Martin’s imaginary alien friends came up with an excuse for their absence which somehow mollified her followers.
When the apocalypse itself failed to appear, to the great consternation of her followers, Martin again turned to her alien friends for an explanation, and told her followers that their efforts had so pleased the aliens that they had decided to not destroy the world after all.
Instead of rejecting this as obvious nonsense, her most fervent followers grabbed onto this explanation excitedly. After days of dodging the press — which had been writing jokey stories about the group as they prepared for the end — the group members eagerly started calling every reporter they could think of to share the good news about the earth’s reprieve.
In other words, the failed prophecy, in the short term, actually served to invigorate the group and strengthen the beliefs of its truest true believers — as they tried to combat their unconscious sense of disappointment with ever-more-frantic activity.
But only for the most fervent followers. Those who weren’t in direct contact with Martin faded away from the group.
The sociologists didn’t really get a chance to see what would have happened with the true believers because the real world intruded on the cult in other ways: Police threatened to arrest Martin for contributing to the delinquency of minors (by scaring them with her UFO stories) and suggested that she might be sent to a mental hospital. She went into hiding, and her group dissolved. Two years later Festinger’s book was published.
But Martin hadn’t vanished forever. Several years later she emerged again as a proto-new age guru, and she continued channeling her same alien friends for many decades until her death in 1992.
So on the one hand, she managed to keep peddling her bullshit for as long as she lived even after being proved catastrophically wrong again and again.
On the other hand, she never became the great prophet she imagined herself to be, and has gone down in history as little more than a footnote in the history of People Who Were Completely Wrong About Everything.
There may be a lesson or two here.
For more about Martin and her group, see here. If you’ve got a Kindle, you can get an ebook version of When Prophecy Fails cheap on Amazon.
It’s a good lesson in why they should be allowed to appear on campus without being driven off with claims that they’re peddling hate speech etc. When they’re run off campus, they can legitimately claim to be persecuted. When they turn up and do their thing, it’s obvious they’re a bunch of people who spend their days in basements on the internet.
Baileyrenee:
Thankyou…italic monster is scary!
Exactly. Both of those are a good place to start. Funding needn’t be that much of a problem, chances are if they put in a proposal, did a few sums and came up with a way of getting it off the ground, they’d get government funding. If not they could probably do some kind of deal on the rent for government housing and do some serious fundraising. I honestly think people would be happy to help, especially if it’s a local project, run by local people. There are all sorts of reasons why men might need a safe space but feminists can’t be expected to do it for them (unless they volunteer to help) we just don’t have the resources and we’re runoff our feet as it is. They need to do it themselves.
I have refereed a game between two under-12 rugby teams that had a bigger crowd than this. Even more, every 10 a side girls game (which is objectively the worst rugby you will ever see played) has had a bigger crowd than that. LAWL.
I put on a fundraiser gig (for a FEMINIST charity, gasp) last weekend and got a turnout of at least 100. Suck it, MRM.
@WeeBoy, billiards and curling get greater crowds than these rallies. Not being a rugby fan (and expecting to have to hand in my citizenship at any time because of that), I find all rugby to be equally awful. 🙂
Victim envy at its finest. “How exhilarating, we played march of the persecuted today!”
Malitia – Of course, I forgot, females just ASKED for the vote and got it! If they do anything more then ask, it’s misanderandering.
*sarcasm off*
Seranvali – I know, you’re right about the local stuff too. They’re not going to get shelters just spread across the world all at once, they gotta start somewhere. I mean, even if they were too lazy to get funding for stuff, couldn’t they at least make posters that weren’t offensive and ridiculous? Ones about circumcision or men’s mental health? Their posters and “activism” say it all; they don’t care about men’s issues, they care about “FTSU.” Paul’s shirt couldn’t be more accurate.
The thing that really annoys me about the whole MGTOW thing is that it makes honest singleness seem like some kind of anti-woman statement, or something that needs to be excused. It’s really nothing so dramatic or desperate.
I liked how he focussed on the ratios. Five times as many MRAs than ebil femmes! WOW! Of course, that’s not really meaningful if nobody bothers to pay attention to you, and it also demonstrates exactly how small their gathering really was. I mean, it’s like when you hear that performing a certain action increases your risk of cancer by 50%(!!!) OMG! Of course, if your original risk is 1%, that makes it 1.5%, which is hardly terrifying. You’re not going to mention that there were only five members of your group who bothered to attend your rally, but if a single protester turns up you can claim that you outnumbered them by five times! We don’t care how much you outnumbered your opponents at your little party. What we do find hilarious, though, is that there were only a few dozen of you.
Oh! I liked the sandwich boards, too! “The end of
the worldfeminism is nigh! Repent! REPENT!!”Yeah, but he was going through a fairly messy breakup with her at the time. As was the other couple involved with the song, actually. Fleetwood Mac are basically the British Abba, except half of them were American, they kept on playing music after the smoochiness fell apart, and they’re not so cheesy.
You see them too!? O_O
But surely it’s better to whine about the fact that support services for women spread into areas where neither men nor women get much support otherwise? I mean, sure, these guys could work to actually provide support for men in those areas, but it totally makes far more sense to complain that the side benefits of programs designed to help women don’t benefit men.
Just as a comparison, 300 people showed up for the Seneca Falls Convention. In 1848. With no internet to advertise across the country.
And with no airplanes.
So, the comments here, in our den of misandry, have come up with the things they could’ve discussed that’ drake for legit activism and not require more than talking — why circumcision is bad, why suicidal men should seek help, and talking about male victims of DV. All of which are honest to goodness issues that do not require FTSU or blaming feminists!
I think we’re better pro-men activists then them…
It’s even sadder if you watch the video. Most of the people in the pics seem to be either counter-protesters or random folks who just wandered over to see what was going on. I can’t see more than 10 actual protest participants, and that’s being generous.
Wait, I see a few more people milling about now. So, maybe 30 people, including the ones who’re local and the ones they flew in? Toronto is a pretty big city, you’d think you could attract more people than that for a protest about almost any issue.
NO, FUCKING NO!!!!!
You’re! You’re!
The contraction is two words smushed together, short for ‘you are.’
Cripes, man, what did the English language ever do to YOU?
Athywren, A Voice for Men has its own “Go My Own Way” song, which bears no resemblance to the similarly titled Fleetwood Mac song. I think that’s’ the one whoever you were quoting was talking about.
Here it is. Enjoy!
Dude, you don’t know? The English language murdered his father!
Reblogged this on iheariseeilearn.
Oh sweet monkey jesus… thank for your exposing me to that piece of derivative shit, David… I’ll take the blue pill on that song, thanks. Oh god, it’s not getting any better…
Need to bleach brain. There is only one. There can be only one.
Aww, lookit Mick’s face! :3 (I suspect he’s having an affair with those drums, judging from that expression…)
You can go your own waaaaaaaaay! You can pretend there’s no MRA-A /bad singing voice
I remember watching an interview with Stevie nicks where she described how awful it was having to sing that song with Lindsey buckingham every night and the lyrics just pissed her off. “Packing up, shacking up’s all you want to do…” She said “and that wasn’t true, and I had to sing it every night!”
Athywren’s been cat-i-fied!
Yeah, I can imagine that must’ve hurt… I think most of the songs from that album must’ve been painful for at least one of the members… brilliant music though.
I has! I’d been resisting the urge to do it for a while, because I don’t have the original Europa image anymore – and I’m not dropping Europa! No way! -and the one on gravatar is eensy, but then I realised I still have photoshop… and thus, Europa-cat.jpg was born’d!
THE CAT’S GOING TO EAT THE MOON OH NOES
THE CAT’S GOING TO EAT EUROPA wait why am I upset about that?
Because it’s the most gorgeousest thing in all of ever, maybe?
Looking at the pictures from the event, I can’t help but wonder what the MRAs present think of the women around them. Since becoming aware of them, I often go about my day wondering if I’m in the vicinity of an MRA. If they actually witness professional, intelligent women being human beings. I look at these photos through the lens of an MRA and I see sluts tantalizing teh poor menz in their short shorts and visible red bra straps. I see fat lazy women who have let themselves go. I see female photographers that must’ve stolen the job from a man through quotas and probably sucks at her job. Anyone else do this?