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After all of the depressing stuff from recent days, here’s something a little lighter: A heartwarming story of misogynist gullibility, and yet another reminder that the evil feminazi double standards that the manospherians think they’re fighting exist only in their own fevered imaginations.
So last night, as a result of a rather nasty contretemps in the comments here, I was going through some old comments, and I discovered that one recently banned troll has a little blog of his own. Curious, I went and checked it out, and discovered that the obnoxious fellow, one “Ronnie Libra,” fancies himself a “dating coach.” And he’d just posted a rant defending pickup artists from accusations of being the creepy, manipulative predators that we know a lot of them are.
Here was his defense:
Pickup Artists are widely considered people who use tactics and techniques to try and “manipulate” members of the opposite sex into bed. Predatory, manipulative, rape culture, creepy…
Where else have we seen that before?
Popular Women’s Magazines perhaps?
As proof of this matriarchal manipulation, he posted the covers of three women’s magazines, adorned with pictures of sexy celebs and covered with headlines promising women guidance on how best to enslave men with their sexy sexiness.
But let’s look at some of these Mainstream Articles in these Popular women’s magazines.
Article Titles like:
Get Men to do your bidding without being a Nag
Get in his head and in his bed!
Christina Hendricks: How she chased her man and got him!
How to disappear without a trace.
The Sex position that will Put a Ring on your Finger.
Football and poker will improve your relationship. Find out how!
And a whole host of ways to manipulate men through sex.
It took me literally 3 minutes to pull of 3 random women’s magazine covers without even skimming for what the content of the covers would be. …
Am I complaining? Am I saying there’s something wrong with all of this? NOPE! As a matter of fact, I am very far from the hypocritical crowd out there spouting out how men learning tactics and techniques or even just improving their lives inside and out is somehow creepy, misogynistic, women hating, rape culture. If that were the case than women have been rapey, men hating, creepsters since before I was born.
No. Men and women trying to become more attractive to the opposite sex is AWESOME! … Women and Men are playing the same game, and the fact is, the WOMEN have been making the rules for a long time. …
[T]his double standard that what is great for women to do is evil for men to do just needs to be put to rest.
There’s just one teensy problem with Ronnie’s argument: two of the three magazine covers that Ronnie used to prove his point were obvious, ridiculous fakes. Here they are:
Yep. Apparently Ronnie thinks that Vogue runs cover stories on “The Lost Art of the Handjob,” and that InStyle is obsessed with telling women not to cut their hair because guys like women’s hair long.
You may notice that in addition to being festooned with headlines that sound like they were written not by sneaky sexually manipulative women but rather by a committee of horny dudes, these covers also feature a url on them: coolmaterial.com.
Using the sophisticated internet research technique of typing this url into my browser and, upon reaching the site in question, typing the words “women’s magazines” into the search box, I discovered that these covers were taken from a couple of “humor” features imagining what women’s magazines would look like … if they were written by men.
The basic joke behind them all: how can we convince these silly women to bend over backwards and forwards to please men sexually, while making them think they’re empowering themselves? Hell, there’s even a freaking sandwich joke on that fake InStyle cover.
And seriously, Ronnie, the NAME OF THE IMAGE FILE for the ScarJo cover, the image you posted on your blog and that I’ve reposted here, is if_men_wrote_womens_magazines_00.jpg. How did that not tip you off?
It’s true that women’s magazines do offer sex tips– shocking, I know — and, heck, I even found a handjob how-to in Vogue’s downmarket rival Glamour. But how is that in any way comparable to the manipulative and pedatory techniques favored by so many PUAs? Offering advice on how to please your partner in bed is about as innocuous as providing recipes for delicious food that people will enjoy eating. It’s nothing like the creepy gaslighting and routine boundary-violation regularly recommended by PUAs. Dread Game, anyone?
It’s also true that a couple of the headlines that Ronnie quotes are taken from the one real cover he posted, that of the May 2012 issue of the UK edition of Cosmopolitan. But tellingly, one of these quotes is actually a misquote. Cosmo wasn’t offering sneaky women advice on “how to disappear without a trace” – presumably with a briefcase full of pilfered cash and a vial of some poor man’s sperm. The actual headline?
Cosmo investigates: How can a woman disappear without a trace?
Yes, that’s right: it was an investigative report about a woman’s disappearance. I couldn’t find the piece itself on the Cosmopolitan UK website, which only puts limited stuff from its print editions online, though I found a more recent news story there about a missing woman who has been in the news a good deal in the UK. The American edition of Cosmo has also run investigative reports on missing women.
I’m not quite sure how Ronnie managed to get the headline so wrong. It’s written in big letters on the cover. Maybe he was distracted by cover girl Christina Hendricks’ cleavage? But it’s a revealing little slip nonetheless, transforming a story about a woman missing and possibly murdered into how-to guide to female deception.
More proof that these guys see just what they want to see – even if what they’re seeing is a joke, or entirely a product of their own imagination
Note to Ronnie: If you’d like to defend yourself here. I’ll unban your and let your comments through, just so long as they stay withing my comment guidelines.
Dvarg, yay!
I’m thinking those tees would be just the thing for the bar staff to wear, if they wanted uniforms.
Damn, hit post too soon.
Stevie, I’m so envious! Never been to Switzerland but I love Paris. Mind you I’m envious of you living in London, so this is just a deeper shade of green, lol. I hope you and your daughter have the best time!
Great Ceiling Cat, yes, this is SO true! They don’t even know what fun is. I can’t imagine any of them (let alone the incelwhines) having fun with someone they like (spot the missing element).
ooh, Jaded would be an awesome name for a bar, dive or otherwise
You mean Queen Grimhilde, I think.
@kittehserf: How Do You Like Them Apples? Love it, though it’s not very misandrist. Oh well, maybe for another batch, a less misandering one.
Grimhilde’s Revenge might indeed work. It’s certainly strong enough to make me pass out after a few drinks.
And it’s deliciously misan-dry, too!
As long as it’s not super sweet, that’s all I ask. For some reason apple drinks seem to default to candy levels of sweetness a lot of the time, which can be a bit cloying.
Jesus Christ, Ronnie is a world-class clueless fucking dork. If I were him I’d be way too embarrassed to come back.
Dammit, I always miss these kind of threads because of my timezone.
I guess the panty scrunchy thing is based on the assumption that men generally have a low-level fetish for women’s underwear, in whatever form it’s presented. However, you could use some more subtle and/or verbal approach to see if your boyfriend likes panties, and which kind of panties that would be.
Some men (*cough*) even have a fetish for the ponytail with scrunchy look, fashionable or not. using panties scrunchy wouldn’t necessarily make it hotter but certainly more adorkable for people who like goofy sex play. Actually, you could make up random “Cosmo sex tips” and then play them ironically with negotiation…
“Jaded woman” reminds me of one blogger who mentioned his wife having a jade bracelet permanently fitted on her wrist. It was a ring-shaped single jade piece just big enough that you could squeeze it past the knuckles with some effort and lube.
Feminist dive bar? Count me in!
I’ll have a Red-Headed Slut, a Harvey Hit-The-Wallbanger, and a Sex DIRECTLY ON THE BEACH.
Same here, and not too thick, either. I like cider thin and slightly sharp.
Anarchonist – if you didn’t mind a really unwieldy name, it could be How Do You Like Them Misandrist Apples?
dustedeste, I have just caught up with looking at your (?) Hot Lizards. They are adorbs!
kittehserf
Thank you; I’m really looking forward to it. I think the high speed train stuff is immensely cool, though someday I would love to do the Orient Express; all I need to do is save up a great deal of money, which rather conflicts with the enjoying a few cocktails here and there.
I’m glad you like London; I’m rather fond of it myself. I have been knocking off a lot of things on my bucket list recently, but much as I love long distance travelling there is always the moment when I begin to miss being here. Fortunately a week in Paris and Basel is not long enough to trigger that…
@Stevie, me too re the Orient Express. I have plans laid to take an ordinary train to Venice, spend a long weekend there & then come back on the Orient Express. Just need to get health & finances in line & I’m good to go.
Apparently, they have a cocktail bar with a pianist, on the train, which stays open as long as they have customers. and on the way back from Venice, they usually stay open until dawn because people want to see the sunrise over Paris …
I feel that the feminist dive bar “Jaded” should be on a train.
With regard to a woman enslaving me with her sexy sexiness: how can I make this happen? Is there an application form?
Oh my….. How. Unbelievably. Embarrassing.
Oooh, a feminist bar on a train! I like it.
I’d love to do a suitably comfortable long distance train trip. BFF and I had hoped to go to Chicago from LA that way, but she just couldn’t get that much time off work. She only had a week and the trip is 48 hours.
Probably the hair scrunchy on the cock is okay; the hair clip might be a little much, and the hair sticks are only for the expert.
Please do not attempt to decora your significant other’s cock. They probably won’t like it, and if anything goes wrong and they have to go to the ER the embarrassment may never wear off.
(Example for those who’ve previously been spared the eye-searing insult to fashion that is decora.)
http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/06/dd/32/06dd323d78cf2a43f766d02f8b61e58c.jpg
(Full body version looks like this – http://auri.ca/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/Decora-Chan.jpg)
I wonder if there has ever been a bar on an urban train, because I think it would be awesome. By on the train, I mean the whole train is the bar. If it did a loop around the city once an hour or so and you could hop on and off whereever was convenient.
There’s one on a tram in Helskinki.
OK, totally unintentional, but I wish there really was a city called Helkinki. I would totally go there for my next vacation.
So, by the commutative property, put your pants on his cock? Might work, if you were wearing them. Otherwise, what?
Thank you Kim 🙂 Yeah, I was trying to be non-offensive about it, similar to a professional debate. Looking at it with a mind that’s rested now, I probably should have added a last paragraph stating that really, more no than yes, or that the legal end is what most people think of as the rules, so mostly no. And I can’t say completely no, only because if a women yells rape, she’s more likely to be taken seriously than a guy who cries rape, and some women aren’t above using the rape card to blackmail guys into doing what they want. Though it’s probably a small percentage of the women population like the stalker/creepy/actually going to rape you PUA male is a small population, I’m sure it’s on their minds as well. “Is this woman I’m trying to pick up going to try saying it was rape later on if she doesn’t like it or is shame-slutted into defending her actions for hooking up with me for casual sex?” It’s probably their often-heard horror story, like date-rape drugs in our drinks are for us. I do have to concede about the “both people have the ability to say no so that doesn’t count” point though.
@kittehs:
Not mine! I just found them, haha. Didn’t want to link directly to my Tumblr reblog, because I tagged some other Mammotheers’ Tumblrs, and while I don’t mind people knowing my Tumblr right now; I don’t know their immediate feelings about it, especially when trolls seem to be swarming…