Over on Random Xpat Rantings the terrible excuse for a human being who calls himself Xplat sets forth an intriguing proposition: for men in search of sexy times, having money is the equivalent of a woman having tits.
In other words, it’s not absolutely necessary for a man to have big bucks to garner the attention of the opposite sex, just as it’s not absolutely necessary for a woman to have something in the tit department in order to garner the attention of men, but it helps. A lot.
Oh, by the way, the title of the post in which he sets forth this theory is “ALL women are inherently gold diggers down to their pussy juice.”
Let’s let him explain, in his own icky way:
Women know their value. They know they can trade their value for their benefit. In [South-East Asia] this is not a dirty little secret. It’s not even an open secret. It’s just a fact of life. Money is part of the equation, blatantly and openly. …
Money-and-power-and-social-status is exactly equal to breasts. It can be a cause of sexual attraction in and of itself, and can maintain a relationship when there is nothing else being offered.
Yeah, I’m pretty sure when someone is literally interested in nothing about you except your money, you’re not actually in a “relationship” with that person.
Women aren’t men with vaginas. Their sexual attraction triggers are different. It’s not just that they fuck for food. Not JUST a matter of pragmatic sales of a service. Actual attraction is ALSO involved.
I like big bucks and I cannot lie?
Now, of course Xsplat here is challenging the common PUA gospel that men shouldn’t rely on money to win over their “targets” but rather on being cool and caddish and, you know, going to places where there’s a good chance a lot of the women will be pretty drunk.
Manospherians hampsterbate about this with a zillion “ya buts”. Ya, but you don’t NEED money. Yup, and girls don’t NEED tits.
Having tits is better and more attractive anyway, and girls with tits can get more and better quality men.
Having money is better in exactly the same way. You don’t see many flat chested Penthouse centerfolds, nor are there many broke romance novel heros.
Well, I don’t know much about romance novels, but from what I hear there’s a shitload of slash fiction about two dudes named Sam and Dean who basically live out of their car.
It’s not the case that SOME girls are gold diggers.
It’s just a matter of all the gold diggers mining for gold in different ways.
And of course all of this turns out to be a justification for Xplat’s own use of his relative wealth, as a western expat living in Southeast Asia, to exploit impoverished women for sex.
For me sex is about ecstatic intimacy. Money helps to get more intimacy with a greater percentage of girls, and higher quality girls. I choose to allow egoic esteem to include finances. Money is not cheating. Money helps to skin the cat. Money is not separate from my fantastic ethereal self. Money is part of what I am; part and parcel of what I am to a woman.
That’s got to be one of the creepiest and most delusional excuses for sexual exploitation I think I’ve ever run across in the three years of doing this blog.
RE: cloudiah
I haven’t been doxxed, not that I’ve heard. (And also, not that I’m in a position to really lose much if I did.)
RE: CassandraSays
Also, is he following Cliff around with this kill-yourself campaign of his?
I’m not sure. Cliff has announced their intention of never discussing Maymay again, but I don’t know that the dude is following.
But he already is shit at boundaries.
I don’t think I’ve been doxxed, and I can’t imagine why I’d ever be doxxed, but holy shit that thought terrifies me.
RE: CassandraSays
Yuuuuup, pretty much. Sure, I’d like a space where my kinks didn’t bring the instantaneous response of, “I find that uber-squicky, yech,” but I’ve already experienced sexual violence on a vanilla level. I’d like to have at least ONE area of intimacy not be tainted with abuse!
And frankly, everything I’ve heard about the local scene is they talk big about safe, sane, and consensual, and are filled with abusers who try to find the gray areas so they can hurt people. If I want to get raped, I’ll just stay in the vanilla world, thanks. At least it’ll be nothing new.
I’m pretty sure it’s just one of those internet tough guys. I don’t think he’s actually doxxing anyone.
[Content note: insensitive asshole trivializing suicidal ideation]
Check out this, guys: http://days.maybemaimed.com/post/67794886759/i-dont-know-if-youll-read-this-but-again-im-the
A tone argument. He’s calling an objection to being told to commit suicide A FUCKING TONE ARGUMENT!
May he step on a goddamn catcus.
RE: Ally
When I read shit like that, my brain replies with, “It’s turtles all the way down!” It’s a layer of bullshit, supported by bullshit, all phrased with enough buzzwords and jargon to make it look like it SOUNDS sensible, when it’s actually just an enormous column of bullshit with no actual foundation.
Because this guy is arguing that his telling someone with a history of depression to kill themselves is OKAY.
BLACK IS WHITE! UP IS DOWN! WE HAVE ALWAYS BEEN AT WAR WITH OCEANIA!
This dude is toxic right down to the bone.
Holy shit, that is a person I hope gets hit by a blast of self-awareness, and soon.
All the LEGOs.
There are some things that you SHOULD be ashamed of. That’s one of them. Holy fuck.
Just read another post where he wants to blow up the world because it’s failed to provide him with enough porn that’s specifically tailored to his preferences. LOL.
I remember being perplexed years ago why, if he had such low opinions of the BDSM subculture, he continued BEING THERE. I have yet to meet a subculture so desperately dear to my identity that I can’t stand to leave.
Also, I deal with lack of porn by making my own. Complaining about a lack of porn is… a thing? I guess? I don’t really get it.
I ask of you, cloudiah, if you can’t be ashamed of telling someone (with a history of depression!) to kill themselves, what CAN you be ashamed of?
Seriously, clutch pearls harder!
Cloudiah — I had some dweeb tweet me by my legal first name, but it isn’t impossible to find if you’re any good. Except ages ago I sent pecunium on the task of finding everything he could about me — with my full legal name and plenty of info to work from. He found my resume.
I’m just quaking in my boots that some MRA loser thinks tweeting me by my legal (and obscenely common) first name is going to do more than make me laugh.
Seems more a pitiful attempt to scare us than anything else (and this was like two days after FemBorg launched so I was kinda an easy target)
Today in shit that never happened…
http://maybemaimed.com/2011/09/02/raging-chrysalis-the-end-of-the-mute-submissive-masculine/
(Dear Diary section starts here)
I occasionally get very mad at trolls here, and I think (I hope) that my worst wish for them has been that I hope they become self aware — i.e. that I hope they become better human beings.
I was pretty sure no one had been doxxed, but it’s good to hear that is the case.
@CassandraSays, That’s fucking weird thathappened.txt
I’ve never had anyone doxx me. Honestly, what could they do with it, really? I’m already legally bonkers, so it’s not like anyone in the government cares. My friends know. My family’s gone. My fanbase wouldn’t care. My legal information is freakin’ outdated and my location is constantly changing.
I think I may have actually become too big a bum to dox.
And more and more, I feel very glad that I have a few nice kinky friends and a sweet kinky hubby, and that I actually feel safe and not afraid in their company. JEEZUS.
Something tells me he doesn’t understand the concept of intimacy.
LBT said:
” (An acquaintance is getting really gruesomely bullied online by someone else, at a level that actually makes the trolls HERE look civil. It’s… really awful, and I want to be helpful, but there’s not much more I can do at this point, plus my husband feels pretty shitty and just ugh all around.)”
I don’t want to interfere but I would suggest having a little chat with Anonymous. I believe they have an anti-bullying campaign at the moment and since they’ve been very helpful to me when I was being trolled about about my cancer, they might find a way of helping your friend.
There are three possible outcomes if I am doxxed:
1) I’ll be outed to my dad
2) Some asshole will come to my doorstep and my dad will either physically assault hir or kill hir
3) Everyone in this fucking house will be in danger, especially me and my little sisters
Most likely it’ll be all three. Fucking human rights movement right there.
Well I just went digging in maymay’s site and for someone claiming to be an expert web developer…well, let’s just say my first thought on loading his page from that first link was “why in hell is he doing font replacement like that? Tell me those aren’t images?!”
They aren’t, but @font-face is basically a standard now (older IE can default to arial for all I care). And his resume is a blatant abuse of text-shadow.
In short, his web design skills need to review functionality and modern standards.
Seriously, if you’re going to claim to be an expert, my first thought on loading your blog should not be playing spot that error. (Versus komodomedia.com which you should all go play with, the add foliage JS is fun)
@Seranvali, You were trolled about your cancer? That makes me cry. Hugs if you want them, and sorry that some people can be so terrible.
Cloudiah:
TW!!!!
Thanks Cloudiah, internet hugs are always welcome. I think I’m OK now (diagnosed three years ago) but the trolls gave me hell. If it wasn’t “you’re just lying to get attention” it was “I hope you die slowly and painfully” . I responded very badly to Meller’s little joke about feminists dying of cancer as punishment for being feminist. I was just out of surgery when I read that. I don’t really know who they were but having slapped Meller publicly I probably shouldn’t have been surprised. Eventually, I got shot of them and went to Anonymous and they helped. The trolls would go silent for a few months and then come back and I’d ask for help again. They were pretty cool.
Everybody have some doggie snuggles, snores and pictures:
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What is it with pets and shoes? My father was all cranky to find his slipper in the middle of the kitchen (he stores them by the door in there) with the kitty’s favorite toy placed atop it. I’m like “I think it’ say peace offering” (he Does. Not. Like. Her.)