Sometimes I hunt the misogyny, sometimes it wanders up right up to me and says hello.
Today’s post is an example of the latter. Below, a slightly edited comment that someone left for me this morning. It’s a response to a post of mine about a dreadful post on Return of Kings in which a fellow calling himself Billy Chubbs argued, with absolutely no evidence, that a recent high school shooter was driven to murder because of his “probable sexual frustration,” Chubbs went on to argue that young women are “selfish” because they don’t have sex with guys they’re not attracted to.
Anyway, my new commenter – posting under the name “whogoesthere?” – thinks that I and the other commenters here were being too hard on Chubbs’ “very good argument.” And so he deposited this giant rant, which in many ways is even scarier than Chubbs’ original.
He’s a tad verbose, so I’ve trimmed out some stuff that isn’t relevant to his general, er, thesis. And I’ve also taken the liberty of adding a few paragraph breaks and bolding a few of the best (i.e. worst) bits.
When men don’t get the women they want they turn to violence.
Not a good start here, because this just isn’t true. In this case, the phrase “not all men” is, for once, appropriate. Most men don’t get violent when they’re turned down.
This is established all over the animal kingdom and offers a good example about how it applies to humans, that snotty girls who keep their sexual treasures to all but a few males cause the remaining males to snap. …
Animals do all sorts of things that humans don’t do, and we can’t always learn from their behavior or assume that it relates to our own lives.
Or maybe the Evo Psych crew is just looking at the wrong animals. When banana slugs can’t find a partner to have sex with, they simply fertilize themselves. There’s a lesson here, I think, for the angry incels of the world: you can’t always get what you want, and when you can’t, sex with yourself is better than murder.
High school is a massively sexually charged winner take all environment. … Today’s high school is basically an ongoing audition for a porno video and the guys and girls who don’t make the cut can only sit at home and masturbate.
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It’s demeaning and hits a major blow to a person’s sexual identity to not be invited to frolic with the beautiful people.
Somehow most people, regardless of gender, manage to survive even if they’re not frolicking with Charlize Theron and/or Channing Tatum.
I’m sorry but almost no men go on wild shooting rampages if they have a beautiful female in their keep.
In their keep?! Also, no. Charles Manson was surrounded by beautiful young women. Yet he orchestrated multiple grisly murders.
The only guys that do so are bank robbers and thieves, generally guys at a later stage of life more fixated on money.
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Human beings naturally assess the amount of sex going around them and judge themselves in relationship to the amount and type of sex others are getting.
You know, you can’t actually tell how much and what kind of sex someone is having just by looking at them. Yes, there will always be people in the world having more sex with you. And some of these people are having sex with people you would probably like to have sex with. There are also people who are smarter than you, funnier than you, who can play chess or kickbox better than you, who have hundreds or thousands of times more money than you do.
That’s life. Life isn’t fair.
This makes sense because from a reproductive standpoint sex is coveted, and sex with beautiful thin, young women are the most coveted. Being the first to spoil these young women sexually is viewed reproductively as a guarantee of parentage, thus this is why males instinctively covet and burn with passion for these females.
Ah, yes, it was only a matter of time until the creepy pedo-justifying Evo Psych assfacts made their appearance. Not all men “burn with passion” in their pants for virginal high school girls.
This is why we have “morality” which is in its essence is a promise not to flaunt or indulge in sex moreso than the lowest man or woman in your tribe. This is what is meant when people say “morality went out the window.” They mean someone with more sexual prowess is openly indulging in sex and broadcasting it to stimulate the jealousy of the underclasses.
I’m pretty sure that’s not what people mean when they say “morality went out the window.”
This teen killed people cause he thought that beautiful girls were out of reach. The high school environment merely rubbed it in his face. Yes drugs to treat ADD might’ve eroded many of the impulse control functions in the teen, but the rage against the high school was still the gasoline.
[citation needed]
He might’ve had a picture or two taken with a girl next to him, but oftentimes those high school girls lie and simply eat up the male’s offerings without granting sexual access, but grant it to a random stud.
How dare young women choose who to have sex with, and who not to!
I’m not saying the girl he killed deserved it, it’s only that when you are in that frame of mind you cannot tell who is having more sex than others and you simply fill in the gaps with rage.
Wait, so if she had turned him down he would have been justified in killing her?
The beautiful girl simply represented everything that the teen couldn’t get. The steady love and wild sex of a valuable young girl.
Yeah, I think you’re confusing high school with porn again. His rampage lasted roughly a minute and a half. He shot her because she was there.
All the other theories posted on this site seem comical, self-righteous and weirdly off-point. It’s like you’re assessing the situation as an asexual senior citizen or righteous prude.
Not a lot of “prudes” here. Just people who find the “women need to have sex with ‘nice guys’ or these ‘nice gys’ will kill you all” to be a somewhat problematic argument.
Generally men want sex with young thin beauties who validate their existence.
Some men do. But most men, among those who are sexually attracted to women, aren’t as neurotically fixated on this small slice of the female demographic – women in their teens and early twenties who are somehow both virginal and sexually “wild” – as manosphere men seem to be. And most people don’t base their entire self-worth on whether or not they’re having sex with beautiful people.
Some men prefer women older than them. Some like women who are fat. Plenty of men don’t fixate on a particular physical type and are attracted to all sorts of different women. Believe it or not, whogoesthere, there are lots of men who are more interested in what’s in a woman’s head than they are in whether or not she matches up with some particular checklist of physical attributes.
If society removes all of the social pathways to attaining such a beauty, such as making prostitution illegal, increasing shame for men who seek sex, rewarding females and males called manginas who identify and mock the sex seekers and so on… this will lead to depression in men and all of the behaviors surrounding it, including shootings. Sounds pretty much like a logical line of reasoning to me.
And that’s the problem. It’s not actually a logical line of reasoning at all. It’s more like a sort of blackmail.
Men don’t kill women because they can’t have “the steady love and wild sex of a valuable young girl.” Sometimes men kill women because they feel entitled to have sex with these “valuable young girls” and become bitter and enraged when they can’t find a “valuable young girl” who agrees with them on this particular point.
It’s not the lack of “sexual access” that’s the problem. It’s the notion that your desire for “sexual access” means more than the right of that person to say “no.” It’s the notion that society has done you wrong because you can’t (at least at the moment) get laid. It’s the idea that your desire to have sex with a particular kind of woman somehow trumps the right of other people to live.
I mean, what the fucking fuck.
Oh, by the way, there’s no evidence that the shooter in question – Karl Halverson Pierson – was motivated by sexual frustration. His intended target was the school librarian, who is also the school’s debate coach. Pierson was obsessed with debate, and had some sort of grudge against the coach.
katz: I need to get a collation of them, then I shall make them available. I was rocking a 4-plait braid.
We should play “questionably shitty things that are more fun than troll boy’s ever had”
Eating supper in Joshua Tree when the mercury was dropping to 14F. The rice froze before you could get done eating it.
Fencing’s been an Olympic sport for over a century and this dumbass thinks it’s only something from Ye Olde Days?
Yeah, real smart.
Yet WOMEN, real women, not the one’s you invent in your head, have told you they do. It is you who is telling you that you’ll never be good enough, so you have to lie., that you have to purchase what you’ll never be able to earn. You’re failures are not due to you not being symmetrical or wealthy. They are due to you being an ass.
Oh.. undies: I’ve had a few lovers who told me later they’d decided, for one reason or another, that they weren’t going to sleep with me. At some later point they changed their minds… why?
At a guess, because I was interesting, and I didn’t treat them as if they were nothing more than objects to fuck.
Now to be social with our houseguest, and my partners.
Questionably shitty things that are more fun than und has ever had: Kittens. And I do mean “shitty” literally. I’ve gotten incredibly efficient at bathing them, and they have ruined the walls so much that our next house project will be repainting.
Painting a room with Doad will be fun. Then we are going to build a chicken coop, and after that, omelets with fresh eggs late on a Saturday morning. Und will never experience this.
@Tracy – that noodle salad looks good, thanks for the link!
Thanks Falconer and Wetherby! That documentary is awesome. I’d forgotten all about that film Harryhausen made about the cowboys roping dinosaurs. Blew me away when I was a kid!
@Flying Mouse
Thanks!
That looks like a fairly easy design to replicate with the materials I have on hand.
Our summers are hot, but we have drastic seasonal changes, so a limited growing season.
Luckily I have a healthy community of earthworms and other beneficial organisms living in what is best described as a loosely segmented pile of new / in process / usable portions.
We also shamelessly raid Starbucks coffee grounds from our local Safeway.
The chicken wire is a great idea since our dog likes to raid the “new” section for moldy delectables.
Never has one woman been so proud of making one man’s boner so sad.
I woke my dog up with my laughing. She is now supremely pissed. I regret nothing.
Now that’s a quirky personal anecdote, even for pecunium. I haven’t heard the word “Amiga” in years, I have a somewhat hard time reconciling how the 90s are becoming the distant past.
katz, that does sound fun! I loved repapering and painting our spare bedrooms with Louis a couple of years back. Even though he turned down my offer of using some of the gold paint on his toenails.
Omelets from fresh eggs … scrambled eggs … ::nom nom nom::
I have a somewhat hard time reconciling how the 90s are becoming the distant past.
You think that’s bad, I still get a shock seeing things like “79-year-old Vietnam veteran”! Wait, wut, those are the skinny young guys growing their hair out, aren’t they?
Oh my god, Joshua Tree gets SO cold. It’s where I discovered sleeping bag cohabitation.
Well, if you were entirely materialistic and hooking up with an older man for purely financial reasons surely him having very little interest in sex would be a plus. So yay, we’ve finally found something that’s working in the sad bastard’s favor.
Nooo it got me!
It’s always the same, troll bemoaning lack of sexy times with women tells a community made up of mostly women and fellows who’ve had success with women (based on treating them as human) that they have no idea what they’re talking about when it comes to women.
They must play this personal PSA in their heads on a continuous loop that goes a little something like, “I should be getting ass, I should be getting a lot of ass. The fact that I’m not means women are fucked up. The men snagging them must have supernatural manly man powers that most mortal men will never have. In fact, they’re jerks, probably. I’m justified when I decide to act like an asshole — because life has been unfair to ME.”
If the PSA stops playing, the dudebro in question might actually have to work on himself — and more terrifyingly, examine all the ways his mindset is uninformed and fucked-up.
Admitting women are human beings is too uncomfortable for them; it means you can’t think of women as sex vending machines or validation objects without feeling guilty.
Did you see the part where he was all, well I’ve slept with 13 women so I know everything! I win!
Hahahahahahahahahahah…sorry, I’m being mean, aren’t I?
Questionably shitty things that are more fun than und has ever had:
I was allowed to work with therapy horses because I showed up one day and told them I knew which end of the shovel to hold.
Turns out you can teach people anything but willingness to shovel shit.
I was in and I shoveled that shit with a song in my heart.
I’ve had better times, but that was still pretty good.
I was thinking that not wanting to spend money or go out + claiming he doesn’t want to show her off + doesn’t want to talk to her = probably wants her locked in the basement the whole time and letting her out only when he wants an adoration fix.
Not really, alas! We only did painting up around the wossnames at the top of the walls, touching them up with gold paint. The rest was all papered.
In his last post he capitalized the word “Attraction” in the middle of of a sentence. I say he deserves hearty ridicule for that alone.
Did you see the part where he was all, well I’ve slept with 13 women so I know everything! I win!
No. I didn’t. I don’t suppose he wants to know how old I was when my number was still in that range.
Moreover, it’s not as if we said no one would ever be willing to sex him up, just that the validation he says he wants isn’t gonna come from the methods he says he intends to use.
Yes, I did, and LOLd, nothing to apologise for there!
Want some cake in the mean corner? I have some birthday cake left.
Lea – I’d be happy to shovel horse-shit if I was physically up to it. Chance to be around horses, plus horse poop isn’t that bad. Cow or cat turds are much mankier.
Oooh, shitty thing that was more fun than underpants’s entire life: Fribs on my lap last night let loose the Stench of Sinus Destruction. Think rotting tuna and you’ve nailed it.
I have some tea if we’re having cake.
Shitty things that are actually funny? My cat doing a victory lap after she poops, then checking all the windows for potential intruders. She’s awfully paranoid, but it’s funny.
(For me, presumably not for her.)