So one of the regulars on Reddit’s The Red Pill subreddit — the “TRP Endorsed” contributor who calls himself IllimitableMan — has worked himself into a lather about the coming Whitepocalypse. You know, the impending collapse of civilization that Mr. Man and assorted other racist asshats fear will come about as a result of white women refusing to pop out the required number of white babies to keep it alive. Sorry, due to white women refusing to “shit out” the required number of white babies. (Mr. Man is quite the defender of family values.)
It pretty much goes without saying that IllimitableMan blames feminism for it all. In fact, over the course of his rambling, repetitive, and rage-fuelled 2,000 word rant he manages to blame feminism for the impending death of the white race roughly half a dozen different times.
Here’s perhaps the most coherent statement of his thesis:
Feminism has infected western civilization, which means by merit of these societies being predominantly white Caucasian, has harmed this ethnicity the most on a global level, reducing its birth rates the most significantly and affecting its various European and anglo speaking cultures the most adversely. …
What we can conclude is that castrating men by raising them to be effeminate whilst simultaneously allowing women too much freedom and self-determination and polluting said women to view men as adversaries leads to a drop in the birth-rate so deep that a society becomes unsustainable, leading to its inevitable collapse.
So why are white women less interested in popping out babies these days? Blame that Alpha Asshole Cock Carousel.
A fundamental criticism of feminism is it taught women to take on masculine traits, to provide, to work hard, it demonised the sanctity of motherhood, it taught women to value career and the self (an overlap with individualism there) over motherhood and family, 21-year-old White Caucasian girls no longer give any fucks about being a mother and a wife like they did in the 50′s and 60′s, no now they’re thinking about jumping on as much cock as possible, getting a degree, going on holidays … and generally fulfilling the sexual and materialistic elements of their hypergamy. Family and reproduction takes a back-seat.
Ah, good old “hypergamy.” I would just like to take a moment to point out that the word hypergamy actually means “the action of marrying a person of a superior caste or class.” Red Pillers and Men’s Rights Activists have so distorted the basic concept that Mr. Man here can use it to mean “fucking lots of dudes who aren’t me, providing for themselves and NOT getting married to anyone” without blinking an eye.
Mr. Man continues:
Society facilitates this as any imposition of responsibility or standards placed on a woman is rationalised away as simple “oppression” some psychological misogyny cards are played and voila, Miss Jane average can diffuse all her responsibilities and continue to live as a completely obnoxious and self-entitled bitch giving no fucks in the world about settling down until her beauty privilege fucks off around the age of 30 aka “she’s hitting the wall.” Whilst she was fucking around in her twenties, the average immigrant woman has already had a couple of kids and they’re attending school now.
Damn you white ladies, for neglecting your duty to the white race and refusing to get married until you’re ugly crones in your (gasp) thirties!
And so, while white birthrates decline, European countries have opened their borders to not-white people who show up and eat not-white food and wear not-white clothes and make a lot of not-white babies. Mr. Man, who is apparently British, notes:
[A]n American friend came to London once and stated “IllimitableMan there are no fucking English people this looks like Pakistan” Yes, I did just throw anecdotal evidence in there, this is a blog – not a fucking thesis and I’m starting to taste prozac in my mouth after the incessantly negative tone this piece carries, of course many of you know as such that the pill can be a bitter bitch.
I felt compelled to look up the actual demographics of London, and found that roughly 60% of London’s population is white — which is what I assume Mr. Man’s friend meant by “English people” — and the vast majority of them are of British origin. Roughly 3 percent are Pakistani, another 3 percent are Bangladeshi, and not-quite 7 percent are Indian.
It’s kind of amazing the effect that bigotry can have on someone’s perception of reality, huh?
Like some other Red Pillers and white supremacists out there, Mr. Man looks to that beacon of hope and freedom in our world — Russia — for the possible salvation of the dying white race.
As usual, like with feminism, Russia seems to be one of the few countries making a stand against egalitarian bullshit and seeing the world for what it truly is, a ruthless and uncaring place, I guess being an inherently “red pill country” and opting to reject the babble of cacophonous radical leftist ideologies has had it benefits for the Ruski people.
The funny thing about Mr. Man’s rant is that many of the basic demographic trends he cites are, in fact, real. White birthrates have fallen, and as he points out, in the US more whites are dying than are being born — though somehow he’s missed the news that the birthrates of immigrants to the US have fallen even faster, with the birthrates of Mexican immigrants falling nearly 4 times faster than that of native-born Americans between 2007 and 2010.
Women have entered the workplace in larger numbers and are waiting longer to marry (as are men). Feminism has something to do with all these changes, but so do changes in birth control technology, in education and in the economy.
So what? The real problem with Mr. Man’s rants is that, for assorted racist and misogynistic reasons, he thinks all this is bad. Europe and the US are becoming more multicultural? Cool. That makes the world a more interesting place. Birth rates are falling, not only for whites but for other ethnic groups? Cool. This planet has already got more people than it can handle, and lower birth rates may be critical if we have any hope of staving off a total environmental collapse.
I’m always a bit perplexed by Red Pillers and pickup artists ranting about how women (whether white women or women in general) need to settle down and get married and start popping out babies because that’s their duty as women. It’s not like Red Pill dudes seem particularly interested in marrying these women and raising these babies with them.
Once again, it seems to come back to the issue of control: they’re angry at women for actually living independent existences in their twenties and — oh my gosh! — sometimes even their thirties or later, and “you’re betraying your race” (whether that race is the white “race” or the human race) is just a convenient excuse to bash women who are not so much “out of control” as out of their control.
Archeologists “stationed” at a museum… a lead curator who can’t grammar very well (no, I’m bagging on his typing, but his structure) and the idea that even if all he was doing was lower echelon custodial engineering the mere proximity to people smarter than himself = actual expertise.
Wow… that’s some amazing self-valorisation.
(p.s. I in his list of languages I see SocKen didn’t mention English as one of expertise, perhsaps there is some self awareness)
Italian Americans do NOT consider themselves white.
This will be news to the portion of my family with the last name Massoglia. I can say they consider themselves white (they also tend to have more than replacement rate numbers of children).
As a curator, my job strictly entails interacting with tourists mainly,
Ah… he curates the crowds. It’s a newspeak term for ticket taker.
If only I’d known I could claim to be a curator during my customer service days. I coulda got a pay rise!
Lol, oh boy, I didn’t even think of that pecunium. I could ask some Capone’s how they feel about being called black. Should make for interesting conversation. (Don’t worry, they’re actually nice people, despite the legacy of the name, and hate my father nearly as much as you do)
But yeah, until my generation 3+ kids was the norm, and my generation is averaging 2ish. We’re in no danger of not breeding at replacement rate, not with 50+ of us in two generations (that does include spouses, but my mother is one of, uh, 21? cousins)
I dunno, it was like Kenneth was trying to force me into having an identity crisis last night. **giggle-fit-snort**
RE: black Italians
I have a bunch of Italian friends here. The Sicilian one even corrected me when I mistakenly correlated southern Italians with POC. Sooo yeah.
RE: Bina
Also, what is up with this thread? Everytime I reply to it, it shunts me back to the page before the last one.
Oh god, me too. Driving me nuts!
Depression’s a real mountain of shit, that’s for sure.
Yeah. I consider myself lucky; I’m not “chronic,” it’s all purely situational. Unfortunately, my situation was pretty shitty until very recently, and Christmas is always the worst time of year for me. (My relations with my family were, no joke, Destroyed By Christmas, in an event known among my loved ones as ‘The Xmas Battles.’)
See, it’s all ‘cos your parents didn’t drink proper girly drinks when they named you. I guess it’s a good thing they didn’t call you Beer.
kittehs – It could be worse. You could be named “shit I just mixed together because I don’t know how to barkeep but I’m too lazy to haul my butt off to a bar and get a real drink”.
Jesus, yeah, kitteh…Kenneth was all about the gender policing. Also, girls should like pink because during caveman times, women were responsible for picking berries…all dogs are boys and all cats are girls….women who wear pant suits secretly wish that had gonades, er, no, stupid, stupid, stupid.
Ghad, that sucks. All the hugs (I nearly typo’d that as “ughs”, which would have been kind of appropriate, too!)
Oh, why did mine not name me Silver Cloud? As dessert drinks go, that one’s frickin’ AWESOME.
Alice – LOL! Or “tea I really should have thrown out because it’s been stewing too long and is nearly cold but stuff it I’ll just put more hot water in and put up with it”.
Shiraz – isn’t it curious* how these Manly Menz types who love to tell us how they’ve fucked 100000000 satisfied women are at the same time so very, very insecure when they can’t tell someone’s sex (or what they think someone’s sex is) right away?
*not really, it’s all of a piece
Re drink: I like lots of frou-frou drinks; but I balk as martinis that don’t start with gin. I’d say the most “girly” drink I can think of is prolly a grasshopper.
I like a brandy alexander, and will probably spike an eggnog later. Now I shall go eat some supper.
Yes. It’s almost like they have to know your gender, race and sexual orientation before they give themselves permission to talk down to you. If I were a man, I guess he would have challenged me to a bare knuckles brawl.
Spiked eggnog! Now there’s an idea. >cackles wickedly and scuttles off to kitchen<
Mulled wine!
Ooh, I think I’ll make some mulled wine on Christmas Day. Thanks for the idea, Kittehs. Maybe I’ll make some this weekend too and blog about it.
When it’s cold, I love a Hot Apple Pie.
2 oz Tuaca
hot apple cider
Whipped cream
Cinnamon stick for garnish
That sounds yummy.
I should get myself a warm milk, actually, since I can’t actually, you know, drink.
Hot chocolate or cocoa for the win.
I’ve never had a Grasshopper. That’s another one of those Old Person drinks. When I was a kid in the 70s I used to see pictures of all these kinds of cocktails in magazines and recipe books, and I couldn’t wait to grow up because they looked yummy. Then I came of age and it was all about the wine coolers. Disappointing.
One of these days I’m going to go on a quest to try every one of those Old Person drinks I always wanted to. Have to find a bar that serves them.
::looks up what a Grasshopper is::
Now I’m thinking “I bet that’s one of those drinks I’d like if I couldn’t taste the alcohol, but I would, and would want to know why they had to spoil it”. 😛
“Oh, why did mine not name me Silver Cloud? As dessert drinks go, that one’s frickin’ AWESOME.”
Wait, I’m a drink? (Silver cloud is basically what my nym means, with a liberal translation of æther)
RE: Bina
It’s okay. Fortunately, New Year’s is untainted, now becoming my holiday of choice. New beginnings and a clean slate! (And in my case, a new place to live as well!)
I find it pretty funny to find that we’re just talking about our favorite cocktails instead of bothering to talk about MRAs. It’s almost like they’re so ridiculous you don’t even need to bother making fun of them, they do it themselves.
As for me, I prefer whiskey and rum based cocktails and beer. I find I’m particularly fond of heavy ales, and I think it’s because it almost reminds me of bread, it seems almost nourishing. I personally don’t like really sweet cocktails, I find they tend to taste artificial. However, if you use good liquor and ingredients they can still be quite yummy.
If ‘girly drink’ means a drink that a girl likes, then may I suggest Jameson, straight, no ice, but chilled. Or Jimmy for those on a budget. It’s the only thing that can numb the horror of the MRA et al.