Hey, everybody!
So you remember that post a couple of days ago, that one in which I quoted Jason Gregory’s most peculiar dating advice for angry men? You know, the one in which he suggested that men rebuff women who are interested in them with a long and rather nasty assortment of misogynistic insults? You know, like these:
Tell her that she isn’t interesting, that her soul is dog-shit and that she has nothing to offer other than boobs and booty, that she is a piece of shit and a total failure as a human being, that you don’t find her attractive and that she isn’t even good enough to be a cum-bucket.
And he went on like that for several more sentences. You can read the whole quote in my original piece, or in his original post on A Voice for Men.
Well, it turns out I totally misinterpreted Jason Gregory’s post, according to an unbiased and neutral outside observer named Jason Gregory, no relation to the original Jason Gregory, who’s written a post about it on his blog.
Hold on, I’m being told that this second Jason Gregory is in fact also the first Jason Gregory.
Anyway, according to Jason Gregory, even though Jason Gregory did explicitly tell men to “tell her … that her soul is dog-shit” he didn’t really mean to tell men to “tell her … that her soul is dog-shit.”
No, he only hypothetically meant this. He was just trying to suggest was how mean the ladies are when they turn down men.
What he was really trying to express, he now says, was that
men need to learn self-respect and to value their selves in totality—including the importance of valuing their sexuality.
Pretty weird how that came out in the original post as
Tell her that she isn’t interesting, that her soul is dog-shit and that she has nothing to offer other than boobs and booty, that she is a piece of shit and a total failure as a human being, that you don’t find her attractive and that she isn’t even good enough to be a cum-bucket.
But, he insists, his aim was really quite noble. As he explains now, he wasn’t just trying to stand up for the dignity of men — he was trying to protect women from having their inboxes filled with dick-pics.
I wrote that men should stop giving away cock like it’s worthless. Perhaps if men valued their sexuality, they’d be less inclined to inundate women with emails, messages, and pick-up lines. Perhaps if men actually valued their sexuality, the ladies at Jezebel wouldn’t be so inclined to complain about all the free-cock oppression. Perhaps if men actually valued their sexuality, men wouldn’t degrade themselves by harassing, begging, and inundating women with dick pics and pleas for their attention and affection.
Indeed, he went on to argue, it was not he who was the real misogynist, but me. J’Accuse!
This might seem a hard case to make, what with the whole “tell her … her soul is dog-shit” bit and numerous other remarks in his original post, like, for example, his description of women who actually enjoy sex:
You may be able to find a few coked-up girls who really get into it—the kind of girls who end up with sweaty hair, mascara, and cum dripping down their cheeks, but those girls usually have emotional disorders and are simply trying to bury their emotional problems in various sorts of drug induced escapes.
And who can forget his suggestion that men make their dates “pay for a juicy sirloin to replace all the jizzed-out protein” they cause to be jizzed out?
But apparently I am the true misogynist because I ran my post making fun of him during my pledge drive. Which makes me a “misogyny pimp.”
This is where the mocking of misogyny becomes misogyny. He doesn’t care about the women who bother to read his blog. Though he may have a few days in which he invites women and other commenters to share and cry about their troubles, any good pimp knows the importance of faking like he cares. Any good pimp knows how to manipulate the emotions of “his bitches.” …
[H]e doesn’t care about why men are sending dick pics and bombarding women with emails and messages through online dating services. He’s not looking for solutions to these problems. He’s not saying that men who do such things may lack self-respect because the value of male sexuality is often viewed as less-than-worthless in our culture.
Wait, what? I don’t care enough about men who harass women so I’m a misogynist?
Exploiting women is a form of misogyny … In this way, Boobz has more in common with an abusive pimp than he has with any heroic slayer of misogyny. Boobz is the misogyny that he mocks. Boobz is a misogyny-pimp.
QED, I guess. Apparently quoting misogynists, mocking misogynists, discussing misogyny, taking notice of misogyny in any way … makes one a misogynist. At least according to a guy who apparently thinks that the only women who really “get into” sex are “coked-up girls” with “emotional disorders” and “cum dripping down their cheeks.”
You’ll notice that last line in Jason’s quote links to a video; that link is from him. It’s a clip from the film Bad Santa. As Jason makes a point of mentioning several times, that’s where he got the “your soul is dog shit” line.
But if you watch the clip you’ll notice one thing about that line, in its original context in the film — it’s not surrounded by a paragraph full of vile misogynistic abuse. Nope, that stuff is all Jason Gregory.
Okay, totally confused now. Is he saying that the only way to value one’s sexuality is to *not have sex or do anything sexual*?
Is this because you get compounding returns on sex, so if you keep sex “banked” you get more sex over time? WTF?
Is the poor dear getting confused between sex and money?
“This is where the mocking of misogyny becomes misogyny. He doesn’t care about the women who bother to read his blog. Though he may have a few days in which he invites women and other commenters to share and cry about their troubles, any good pimp knows the importance of faking like he cares. Any good pimp knows how to manipulate the emotions of “his bitches.” …”
Nice try, but no. You twisted the issue so much I’m convinced you are a professional contortionist.
Jason Gregory, great defender of the female subsection of the Man Boobz commentariat! My hero.
kiwi girl, like time bank, reciprocal service in exchange for money?
And did he just call all (b tc es) and David our pimp? What the actual fuck indeed.
@David I just donated, pass go and collect…I know is hard out here for a pimp, lol.
His basic premise is in error. D00dz do not indulge in dominance displays like dick pics and harassment because they are devaluing their sexuality. They do it because they are predators searching for a soft target.
He’s not a misogynist. He has a female friend.
Well there ya go, David, he’s rumbled you.
Though we already knew this whole blog is an artful enterprise by the Furrinati (Chicago chapter) so you can keep them in kitty treats.
i like how the original line from the movie is actually two men talking to each other with relevance to sexuality
oops i mean *no relevance to sexuality
Someone needs to make David a heroic slayer of misogyny costume!
Why do these guys always go for the extremes?
auggziliary, he doing the very same thing that he accusing womem of doing…he slut shaming… becuase if you are independent and make your own decision regarding your body (that makes you a whore).
@Auggz, yep it’s the dick piskies that steal it away, piece by piece.
It’s the main protein source for cat treats. /nods
Is he saying that Sweet Dave, my misogyny pimp, doesn’t care about solving the problem of men sending me dickpics when that is totally clearly his job?
eli, will he have a kitty light signal?
I’m totally stoked that I have a misogyny pimp now, btw. It’s hard being a girl alone on the streets without any backup except my own two middle fingers and a .357 Magnum.
This is kinda like racists who think the act of just *recognizing* racism is itself *EVEN MORE* racist
Yeah, David is sooo much worse than these guys, harassing women the way he does 😛
Of course pointing out misogyny makes you the real misogynist! It’s just like how the people who point out racism are the real racists.
I have no idea what a kitty light signal is, but it sounds better than a Hello Kitty party hat! But I have no talents to make any costumes. I could maybe set a theme song to music if anyone felt inspired to write some words.
BRB, I just heard the plaintive moan of a guy who doesn’t value his sexuality about to send a dick pic to some woman he doesn’t know. I must go soothe him and make him feel better about himself.
UP IS DOWN
BLACK IS WHITE
CATS AND DOGS LIVING TOGETHER
DAVID IS A FERRETTTTTTTTT!
*deep opera breath*
AAAAAAAAAH!
Since Mr. Gregory’s article is too busy being a sour-faced harangue to actually make any point at all, would anyone like to play the logical fallacy game? Pick them out, list them here for us all the enjoy… even explain them if they’re nested particularly deep within that muck.
I’ll start: Tu quoque, because THE WHOLE DAMN ARTICLE.
Would a kitty light signal be like the Batsignal, only better?
I’ve always wondered what would happen if the Batsignal went off when there were no clouds…
Also, by the way folks, in just a couple short hours, my writeathon will open! The topic is the Shadow! (Once midnight hits, the first entry to show up will be the official writeathon post.)
All of us have secrets, parts of ourselves that we keep hidden out of shame or ignorance. Whether that shadow contains brilliance or monsters is up for grabs. Many of our best stories take place in that dark, fuzzy place hidden from sight, and it’s in that spirit that we open Shadowthon. Let’s drag those dark sides, bright sides, secrets, and repressions into the light this writeathon! Or perhaps, if that isn’t your preference, just the sheer interplay of light and darkness, creating vision as we know it.
Hope to see y’all there!