The problem — well, one of the many problems — with a lot of so-called pickup artists is that they think with their dicks, and then use their relatively underpowered brains to rationalize their dickular preferences as The Way The World Should Be.
By contrast, the problems with Lance Christopher, a so-called pickup artist who hangs out in the comments section on Roosh V’s Return of Kings blog, really start when he stops thinking with his dick.
Some dudes roll over and fall asleep the moment after they come; Mr. Christopher contemplates genocide because women don’t want to hear him pontificate about Ukrainian history.
In case you’re wondering, no one else in the discussion suggests that Mr. Christopher’s opinion here might be a teensy bit extreme.
No, the commenters happily share terrible opinion after terrible opinion about the inferior creatures known as women.
Oh, it gets worse.
Cleanup in the pompous misogyny aisle!
You’ll notice that all of these comments have upvotes, by the way.
There may be some even more terrible comments in that thread, but I gave up reading them after a few screens full of this sort of garbage.
The stupid opinions about Ukraine make more sense when you put them in the context of these guys’ early 20th Century style belief in racial determinism. Thinking that ethnic makeup is the way to draw borders was way popular in, say, 1918. Not to say the opinion ACTUALLY makes sense, but there is a broader dumbassery here.
That is something that I actually have argued with people about. I think that they really DO take great pleasure in saying things that hurt people. And some of them take the same pleasure in doing those things. I call it evil.
Not so unusual, really. Up until the 1970’s or thereabouts, the ranking idea in psychiatry was that mothers were responsible for every problem their kids, especially sons, could ever have. Sick, huh? They used to blame breast-feeding for creating gay men and effeminate men, as well as other “problems.” Why do you think the baby formula industry got so big? I mean, they even claimed that picking up your crying infant and comforting him/her would forever ruin the kid…hence the every four hour feedings and not touching the kid in between was so popular during the ’40’s and ’50’s.
Yech!
Thank you, emma. I had wanted to post from the Malleus, but was concerned that I would be stepping, inadvertantly, on toes.
There have been many holocausts, both ancient and modern. They have all involved targeting one or more groups for extermination and they all involve creating ideas about said group that reflect the fears of the ones calling for extermination. Women have been a favored target many times, and continue to be so, but many other groups have also been demonized like that.
No, no…that would not work. No woman would notice or care. We would all just smile and go about our lives. No, they WANT us to care. It would mean that they are real.
Samantha,
On the other hand, mothers who were too cold and unaffectionate were to blame for autism. I’m glad that attitude was starting to go away in the 80’s when my brother was diagnosed with autism.
If they tried, they’d just be MGTOW, and we know how well that works.
About that earlier comment about men being like dogs and women being like cats…that doesn’t sound bad. Dogs and cats are great company. Better company than most humans.
And I know Ricky Gervais’s cat will not take his entitlement.
Kel D
Isn’t that what MGTOW are doing?
And for the matter, certain men do sort of resemble this particular dog. Except with none of the cuteness.
Aww, man! I should have combined that into one comment! Here is what I should have said:
Women are like
And then MGTOWs are like
I’ll take one big silly fluffy dog and zero MGTOW, please.
The “men are like dogs, women are like cats” thing is one of my bugbears, not least because it’s a vast inaccurate overgeneralization of what cats and dogs are like.
Even if it wasn’t a dumb generalization, I prefer men who’re more like cats.
Just as long as they don’t sit around licking their arses in company.
If women are like cats, then women are only happy when they are cuddling in your lap, according to my observations.
Also they just figured out that they can hide in the shoebox.
In my house women like to sleep on the kitchen table and bother the cable guy when he’s working.
Bow chicka wow wow.
In my house women like to hide behind the television and take a dump standing on tiptoe in a bathtub.
Women don’t understand science?
Then why am I get paid to do scientific research and write papers from the results, through highly competitive grant money? Am I just being humoured at a very high cost until I realize my only value is in sandwich making?
Women in your house are going to end up in one of Elam’s poster campaigns.
Nah, ‘cos they also run away whenever someone brings a camera out.
Lance Christopher has been encouraged to create a personal blog by other ROK members because of the incredible wisdom he dispenses a a number of times. He really tells it like it is with his Nietzschean mechanics of the world and his love of Russia as the last bastion of male hierarchy.
And who said he knew shit all about Ukrainian history or that the story was even true? This is just another case of him like most of the people there, pretending they are even knowledgeable by quoting a few articles they read on a current event, then claiming they were experts.
Admittedly, I once cracked the “fries with that” joke at my sister when she was contemplating her uncertain employment prospects as a humanist. My own field is technically STEM, but certainly not a field you do either for money or masculine props. Actually, my research involves literal plant stems.
Related to this, here I thought my professor is a hard-boiled academic professional who’s not only an expert in the genetic regulation of flower organogenesis of a certain model/ornamental plant, but also well experienced in teaching, scientific publishing and university administration.
No, apparently she spends her time contemplating the gender equality aspect of floral morphology. Possibly how the carpels are oppressed by the anthers’ stamen of privilege.
Even if a replacement for women came along, MRAs would despise the replacement and want to exterminate that, too. They’re yoked miserably to their own desire and need someone to hurt and trample on. Women wreck the illusion of omnipotence for them.
Me now content. Slightly hungry. Much morning. Very wake.
*reads MRA blatherings*
Disgust. Ennnui. Laughter. Complete bafflement. Do not want.