So two of the females in my household have decided, sadly, that they want to get in on this whole Women Against Feminism thing. Yes, that’s right: they want to publicly declare their opposition to feminism.
Against my better judgment, I agreed to take pictures of them with signs spelling out their objections. None of their arguments make much sense to me, but, hey, they’re entitled to make their case on the internet if that’s what they want.
There’s just one little complication: the two antifeminist females in my household are not, you know, human females. They’re cats. Not being, strictly speaking, women, they can’t really post their pics to the Women Against Feminism blog.
So in the interest of free speech and fair play, I’ve set up a Tumblr blog where my cats, and other cats who share their beliefs, can take their stand against feminism – no matter how ridiculous their arguments are.
I present to you: Confused Cats Against Feminism.
You can see the first post there now, featuring my own adorably furry traitors to their gender.
I urge you to submit pictures of your own antifeminist cats, with their own little signs.
You can submit pics on the Confused Cats Against Feminism site, post pics in the comments below, or you can email them to me here at futrelle at manboobz.com.
There’s just one rule: your cats must be genuinely confused about why they oppose feminism, and generally unclear about what feminism is.
And the ideas expressed on their signs must be their own. In other words, I don’t want any Men’s Rights Activists paying cats on Fiverr to hold their signs for them. That shit won’t fly in this litterbox!
All that said, blatant photoshopping is perfectly fine. This is the internet, after all.
And if your animal friend is something other than a cat, that’s fine too. As long as it’s possible that they might think that they’re a cat.
Also, feel free to put the word “Poland” or the Polish flag on your pictures. A lot of the women on the Women Against Feminism blog do that, for some reason.
BTW nice cat on the train set. I feel that you caught the cat in mode one. Mode two would be batting all the moving trains off the model set-up. And possibly running away with one in its mouth.
It’s even worse than that, pallygirl – I photoshopped Mads into a pic of a kitty sitting on the rail set. Poor Mads doesn’t have a train set at all and here I am tormenting her with that fact.
I see a meta picture of Mads looking at the picture of herself on the trainset, showing that she clearly doesn’t need feminism because look what you did to her with the Photoshop!
This description makes sense in my head. It may not make sense to anyone else.
I don’t need feminism because I only live for three days so the patriarchy doesn’t have time to oppress me.
#ConfusedMayfliesAgainstFeminism
“Argenti, so fish are into getting themselves stuck in places they really shouldn’t, too! Silly puff.”
The best part? He did it while I was standing in front of his tank. Puffers are definitely smart enough to recognize their humans (he’s funny about anyone else feeding him, he suddenly becomes wary of the pipette) — so the question is if it was pure chance, or he decided to try it when I was sure to notice if it went badly. I know he recognizes me, but idk if he’s THAT smart (I mean, he did have a brine shrimp literally swim into him before he figured out it was food)
But yeah, he’s me not-so-little-anymore goof!
“I don’t need feminism because … oh look! There’s a pretty budgie in that shiny thing.” #ConfusedBudgiesAgainstFeminism
It does, it does! 😀
Argenti, I can just imagine thinking “Oh good, the big dispenser of food is here. Now’s the time I can investigate this spot like I’ve been wanting to!” That, or “Look how clever I am – oh shit – “
This cat doesn’t need feminism because it’s obviously Ceiling Cat destroying the world in fire and brimstone.
Hmm.. biggest cat has a WMD that is his butt.
Bwahahahaha! Sounds like Fribs. Hers is the same. Other night I heard her in the litter and got up to go clean it. I was in the lounge, quite some distance from where she was, but as I stood up it was like I hit a solid wall of Stench.
Thoughts Two:
“I’m on a train again.
A train to the surface of the sun.
How can it be this warm? At this point I should seriously consider taking a long term vacation in my deep-freezer.
This relentless onslaught of hostile climates about as accomodating as Mars must be how mra’s feel about feminist inclined spaces. Wonder if they sell memetically sealed suits for ideologically exposure vectors.
Did I just self-monologue a bad pun on atmospheric sealing?
Apparently even my inner voice is droll. Argh.
How come it’s a male bashing statement to ask why men often feel inclined to take up large space areas? I’m taking up two seats on my own.
Huh.
Remember some of that pickup advice? That was training your body to assume the right of complete expansion.
Oh god. Look around you, Fibs. Half the men in this section must be PUA’s in disguise!
Wait.
No. That’s heat damage talking. Getting cooked makes me paranoid.
Paranoid. Space. Usage.
whore penguins hard chairs Tom Martin oh drekking dark voids of space Tom Martin is behind it alll!
Crap, the guy taking up four seats is staring.
Does he know I know he’s a deep cover mra?
I need a memetically sealed suit.
How long can one train ride possibly take?
Wait. I’ve seen that tree before.”
Fibinachi
::snaps::
fibi, those made me giggle–especially since the “Haven’t we seen that tree before?” thing used to be an old family game on long road trips.
Oh, and I just want to say that all of you complaining about men taking up too much space on public transportation are being totally unfair! Clearly, they’re just saving room for cats.
Fibinachi
::snaps::
I already have aaaaarrrrrfggfhhhhgggfgfffdfffff. It’s just me, Fourseater and my giant bag of peas a passing man just asked why one could buy on every station in our fair capital and not being an expert agriculturalist I do not know but now it seems too pea perfect to be a mistake is the chairs in on it?! Is this now the mra and the pea? Maybe they’re ecologically, biodegradable listening devices for the pod people and that WOULD make sense because peas come in pods and
And wait
Waitwaitwait.
There’s three letters in pea and three letters in mra and PEA can also mean Perfect Egalitarian Activist which is so smug It Cannot Be A Coincidence.
Darwins devilish declarations on descent peas are people the peas are made from people.
Have I seen that tree before? Is the tree’s in on it too? Terrible treant theories!
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Re:Gem.
The above three short snippets are my thoughts about your linked article. I presume they possess essentially as much substance as that actual article.
http://www.cosmopolitan.co.uk/lifestyle/big-issue/cosmo-reports/cats-against-feminism-tumblr-amazing
I can think of no greater honor than getting your tumbler called the “strangest tumblr of the week” in Italian. http://www.meltybuzz.it/gatti-contro-il-femminismo-il-tumblr-confused-cats-against-feminist-a130370.html
I have hardly ever seen men spread their legs on trains and subways. The only time I ever hear about this non-issue are places like this.
I never see men spread their legs on trains and subways. Never. I never ride trains and subways but that cannot possibly be the reason I never see this non-issue.
Better trolls pls.
Woody,
Maybe it’s because men have a tendency to only take up men’s personal space.
Oh, and shut up.
I mean women’s space 😀
And if it’s off-peak with loads of seating available, who the hell cares? It’s only when the behaviour is disadvantaging others. But expecting a troll to understand/care about complexities like temporal influences is like expecting my cat to summarise Proust.
Love the trolls who think they can dictate what we talk about and how we should go about doing so. Woody, go make a puppet out of napkins or something, OK?
pallygirl; But science and MRAs go together like marmite and peanut butter. Anyone who actually likes this combination: you’re wrong. 😛
Up yours, heathen. Spread that shit on warm toast, add some cheese, and you’re in heaven.
If you don’t like it, go live in Australia.
@Phoenician: you’re just wrong on soooooooo many levels of taste.