So over on the Men’s Rights subreddit, a fella named dzogen came by to vent about his unfair divorce.
Seems his “freeloader and loser” of an ex-wife — a former drug addict — sits around the house eating bon bons while happily collecting $2500 a month in child support for the five year old kid they had together. Also, she treats him with disrespect. “Meanwhile,” the poor fella wrote, for an added dose of pathos, “I have to survive on PB&J.”
*cough*shitthatneverhappened*cough*
Dzogen ended his post with a wish, and a bit of advice for the rest of the guys reading his tale of woe:
I can only hope karma will get her in the end as I have no options to address the fact that legally men have to bend over and take it by their ex’s, legally sanctioned by anti-success, anti-male laws.
My moral of story: Don’t ever get married. It’s a bad deal for men.
Naturally, the helpful fellas of the Men’s Rights subreddit stepped in with some suggestions for how poor Dzogen could improve his sad life. Naturally, there were those who suggested that he (and the other men who shared their own stories of divorce gone wrong) flee the country “and leave her worthless ass high and dry.”(Just load up the comments there and do a find on the page for the word “leave” to find many more.)
But there were others with more, erm, direct suggestions. Like Justin here:
Huh. A dozen upvotes for a literal call for murder.
And then there was this exchange, in which a comment advocating murder received not one but two dozen upvotes, and those who criticized it got downvotes:
This particular exchange has since been deleted by Reddit admins or the subreddit’s mods.
But numerous other calls for murder remain up as of this writing, including Justin’s comment above, and this one from Kappies10:
This one from Pecanpig:
This one from the cheerily named HoneyPuffBear:
This delicately worded suggestion from eloquentlnemesis:
Oh, and this one from Skyrimnewb, although it isn’t literally a call for murder:
The Men’s Rights subreddit: A place good men in trouble men with fake stories can turn to for help suggestions to kill the bitch.
Thanks to the good folks of the Against Men’s Rights subreddit for pointing me to this thread and most of the terrible quotes here.
IMPORTANT: I’m from California and I hate peanut butter.
The end.
Well, I’m from California, and I’m eating all the peanut butter rejected by HeatherN. Unsweetened creamy peanut butter, on whole wheat toast with TJ’s low-sugar strawberry jam.
Ah, someone mentioned US peanut butter being sweet the other day, so I thought it was just the general taste of it over there. Not that I’m a fan anyway, I’ll go for years without eating any.
Now if we’re talking jam, I’ll have Devonshire tea, please – scones, jam and whipped cream, heaven!
Some of those sandwiches on that NYC menu sound delicious to me. I don’t really like PB&J but that’s mostly because I like PB or J and not both together. And that currant jelly looks good too.
I’m not American and I LOVE pb&j sammies (where the J stands for Jam) especially with the really nice peanut butter that is made locally… but it is so spendy I can’t afford it 🙁
That is an excellent point.
On a far more important note, I love peanut butter. My dad and I used to eat spoon-fulls of it right out of the jar like Nutella.
… Wait, people do that with Nutella, right…?
What’s wrong with PB&J? If I didn’t drop over $200 on bras today, I’d totally go buy some. Mmm, PB&J with tortillas… *drools*
In other news, wow this is depressing. 🙁
baileyrenee – Fuck being ladylike. I’d eat an entire jar of peanut butter or Nutella with a spoon in a week if I were able to stomach eating so much fat. 😛
Alice – Word! The best is a scoop of half peanut butter half Nutella. Oh baby.
beileyrenee – So good with a glass of milk. MMMMMMMMMMMMMM.
*drools* Now I want my brother to hand me one of the jars of Nutella that he got from Costco a few weeks ago.
I love peanut butter with chocolate, oddly enough – same principle as salted caramel, sweet + salty = awesome sometimes. But peanut butter + jam = WTF for me.
Dogs love peanut butter:
Oddly, I find the call to trigger her addiction just as disturbing. But then, I’ve had nightmares about someone getting me drunk or high as a prank, so maybe I’m just extra sensitive.
No. No sir! You are the outlier. Get out of there. Get out while you still have a rational or moral bone in your body.
I’d be willing to believe this was just a one time thing with a few trolls stirring things up if it wasn’t for the fact that I’ve seen this sort of thing be brought up a few times over there. And always with a positive response.
Men’s Rights: “Because fuck justice, we wanna hurt women! Vote Patriarchy.”
And why do they always ask “would you be happy with this for the rest of your life?” Do MRA children devour their parents when they come of age or something?
“How dare you say masculinity is toxic?! Misandry!”
That sounds disgusting to me, and I’ve been known to eat 2 or 3 pb&j in a day.
Yeah… it’s still a perversion – you’re still all going to hell. True fact.
Peanut butter is the work of the devil anyway. Peanuts are not food.
Athywren – LOL!
so basically these human rights crusaders not only think its cool to kill women, but for murderers to have custody of children.
They do realize that just because mom is dead that doesn’t mean they automatically get custody, right? Kind of hard to be granted custody when you’re in jail.
Can life get better? I submit that it cannot!
Yeah, like others said, if this dude is paying 2500 a month in support, he’s doing OK. His money management failures are on him.
I don’t like PB&J sandwiches, but I will eat a jar of Skippy Natural. Love that shit. But the really natural stuff with the inch of oil that’s impossible to stir is the devil’s work.
katz – Maybe have a glass of milk with every spoonful? 😛
I love Nutella, but it makes me break out in hives. 🙁
Skippy Natural? Sounds like a spread made for kangaroos.
I had eggs benedict for lunch yesterday. Asked MrSerf if he tried it; he said yes, but the texture was odd, and he was “refraining from judgement” on it. Translated, that means he didn’t want to say he didn’t like it. Dunno why he was fussed, it’s not like I made it! 🙂