This quote from the Men’s Rights subreddit was featured on the Against Men’s Rights subreddit a week ago, but I can’t resist reposting it here, since it’s such a marvellous distillation of Men’s Rights LOGICS at work.
That’s right: while we of course agree that women are all crazy bitches, we generally don’t like to say that sort of thing out loud, at least here in this subreddit, because our actual opinions are so foul they discredit us every time we say them out loud in public and the evil feminists cherry-pick our statements and reveal to the world WHAT WE ACTUALLY BELIEVE.
And jabberwockeysuperfly won himself 60 upvotes for that wondrous bit of SUPER STEM MANLOGICS.
Later in the discussion, our dear old friend Pecanpig clarified that even if there are some women who aren’t crazy bitches, they’re definitely a bunch of bad … oranges?
Orange you a strange one, Pecanpig.
So a purely hypothetical question:
If someone were to start a blog that begins as an adorable young sundress-wearing woman embarking on some kind of appropriately feminine enterprise in order to find herself but then gradually devolved into macabre horror and was at the end revealed to be a modern retelling of The Yellow Wallpaper, what kind of activity could she do?
OT but fun! The state-owned TV channel over here makes a big period piece TV series every Christmas. This year’s period piece will center around a group of suffragettes!
I think my eyes achieved escape speed. If anyone finds a pair of dark brown eyes in low orbit around the earth, those would be mine.
Eyesteroids? Meteyeors? Unidentified Fleyeing Objects?
Decorate the house, of course. It would be awesome if her blog was a combination mommy blog/decorating blog. Maybe she wanted to go back to work after her baby was born but her husband pushed her really hard to stay home and decorate the house instead. The yellow wallpaper could be inside the wallpaper sample book, even. Maybe she secretly hates wallpaper but thinks she is supposed to have it.
katz – The Intereyetional Space Station. *nod*
Did you know that you can buy a wallpaper samples book for $10? http://www.ebay.com/itm/York-Cottage-Chic-Wallpaper-Sample-Book-115-pgs-Exc-Cond-Scrapbooking-Crafts-/261328457718
katz:
I think this sounds like it would be good read.
Hmmm. Baking cupcakes maybe? Or tatting doilies? Or trying 300 different shades of lipstick? Though I like both cupcakes and lipstick, and doily tatting takes skillz; they are all kind of stereotypically feminine activities. Or how about 300 loads of laundry? 300 days of ironing boyfriend’s shirts for work?
@katz, Scrapbooking maybe? It would allow you to shut her up in one room, for one thing.
That would totally work. I was definitely planning on having a baby blog aspect where it starts as a typical happy bouncy new-mom thing, but gradually it becomes clear that she’s actually struggling with crippling post-partum depression, and then stuff starts going wrong. She begins neglecting the baby. There are near accidents and close calls. But she doesn’t seem to realize there’s a problem…
sparky – 300 days of house cleaning?
I want to write a short story and run with it.
By the way, this is a thing.
katz – Hm. Maybe we can have a continuing story for Feminist Borg?
Ooh, that’s good: Thematically similar to house decorating, yet I don’t have to actually decorate an entire house to get pictures of it. Plus there are tons of scrapbookers online so I’d totally get traffic.
What’s an achievable scrapbooking goal that you could do in, say, a year? It’s best if it’s a more concrete goalpost than an arbitrary number.
Thanks cloudiah, I successfully managed to avoid reading about the 300 sammiches only to lose my eyes over that.
cloudiah – This might just be me, but this advertisement is pissing me off.
Am I overreacting? I hate it when people use my culture as some sort of exotic buzzword.
You could get around not having any pictures of the baby by saying that her husband forbids it.
No, you are not overreacting. I’m actually kind of amazed that someone today would non-ironically say “secrets of the Orient,” although I shouldn’t be.
Oh that ad is gross.
@Alice, I didn’t even see that — and somehow, I am not surprised that would appear there.
I’m down the rabbit hole looking at scrapbooking blogs…
Alice Sanguinaria: If anything, you’re under-reacting. I mean, they go so far as to conflate India, China and Japan as a single monolithic “Asian” bloc? What the fucking fuck? Even my admittedly ignorant American ass can distinguish between those three well enough to see that it’s absurd to do. Also, what the hell is “lethal femininity”? Sounds like an MRA term….
And then, of course, there’s the hideous design. Random colorization of words and sentences, using red and green text with no particular purpose or meaning… It’s the gift that keeps on giving, and by “gift” I mean “cess-pool” and by “giving” I mean “spewing noxious fumes”.
Makes me wish we had a long-range, precision-targeted Lego gun that would let us shoot them to land directly under people’s feet….
Maybe she’s scrapbooking to document each day in her baby’s first year? Well, maybe not if you want her to gradually grow to neglect (resent) the baby… Or it could be about the things she’s doing in her craft room. Ordering all her supplies online, making weirder and weirder projects…
An example of documenting a first year…
My Beloved has a hobby.
Her hobby is toppling empires with her +5 keen flaming holy vorpal two-handed sword and her Improved Critical feat.
Or it’s shooting zombies in the head (Resident Evil 6 is fun with a second player, tangentially).
Or it’s finding the best possible turn of phrase with which to convey her story.
She doesn’t do any of that to attract a guy (she’s already got me, but I digress). She does them because she enjoys them.
Maybe she starts out scrapbooking about the baby, then as her depression gets worse, she starts scrapbooking about scrapbooking, then blogging about how she can’t finish the pages now because they (the scrapbook pages) won’t let her…