He was a Men's Rightser before Men's Rights was cool. (Note: Men's Rights has never been cool.)

Anyone consider that many of this guy’s issues could be resolved if he were taught how to cook?

Give a man a fish, and you’ll feed him for a day.
Teach a man to fish, and clean the fish, and cook the fish, and maybe he won’t spend all day covered in signs complaining about no one making him dinner.

What a dumbass.

What a maroon.

Anyone consider that many of this guy’s issues could be resolved if he were taught how to cook?

Or how to dial the phone for takeout. Yet another dude pissed that the women in his life are sick and tired of playing mommy.

It’s the bit about how his only goal is to reconcile with his estranged wife that really gets me.

We want wives that obey

Aw…poor puddin. He can’t find a femslave to mind his every command. So sad.

Clearly, he was a voice for misogyny before AVfM. What a hipster. (She said ironically. 😉 )

In the last picture, is he selling a newspaper? I ask because one of his signs says, “25 cent newspaper.” It just seems really random.

He’s selling one of his own leaflets – it’s mentioned in the stuff David quoted.

I’m amazed his efforts failed. How could anyone not want to be reconciled with a dude wearing “we want wives who obey” signs all over him? What a catch.

Plonker.

Walter:
From the article it says:

carrying signs and selling his leaflets for 25 cents each for several years.

So he was selling one of his HRM leaflets.

I know that if I got dumped, I’d take to the streets in a red and green sign suit calling for their obedience and hot meals to win back my lover. Who would’t? Doesn’t that work every time?

What a hipster.

“Hey baby, want to cook for me and obey my commands?” *waggles eyebrows*
Outside of Fetlife, I don’t think that come on gets much traction.

Goddammit, I keep getting modded. Let’s try this ONE MORE TIME.

Man, my head is on weird today. I actually feel kinda sorry for the plonker. (Also perversely envious for making a survivable income on his stuff; even when I had a respectable job, I BARELY edged into $12K a year.)

Er, but anyway… my writeathon is OPEN, everybody! The theme is Dreams and Nightmares! Make me write what you want to read! I’m also throwing a half-price sale on orphaned stories. Hit me, y’all! Help me get my father’s latest awful email out of my head!

How does someone not realize the irony of holding a sign saying “we want out of the kitchen” with the goal of getting women back in to the kitchen? Not the greatest sell in the world.

The “HELP PRESERVE THE MALE SPECIES” line cracks me up. Like, Oh my gosh guys, the “male species” is going going extinct! We Have to save them! Quick, someone call the Fish and Wildlife service to get them on the endangered species list! We can’t just stand by and let this beautiful and majestic species die! We have to save them!

I also love the woman in the second photo standing there like, “what the f*ck are you doing?” O_o

Actually, this guy really must be the precurser to the MRM. I can totally see the precurser to the modern MRM’s design sense.

Oh, LBT.
Nightmares and journeys is a combination I could totally get into reading about.

I can totally see the precurser to the modern MRM’s design sense.

Yuuuuup.
https://camo.githubusercontent.com/e62764b8c4b18c71737697ff65edc2e4540916e4/687474703a2f2f6d656469612e67697068792e636f6d2f6d656469612f7539705664674e323674704b302f67697068792e676966

What a hipster.

Made me LOL.

If anyone hasn’t participated in the wonders of one of LBT’s writeathons, I heartily recommend the experience!

RE: Lea

I encourage elastic interpretations on the theme! And no cash is required to prompt, so don’t be shy!

Damselindtech,
Your avatar is awesome.

LBT,
I don’t livejournal. Is there an other way to reach you?

Nevermind. I can sign in with Google.

You can leave an anon comment, Lea! They should be turned on. Just say you’re Lea and I’ll know it’s you. If you really can’t abide using that, you can also email me or just leave prompts here. (Just make sure I see them! I try to encourage folks to leave it on the LJ just so I have them all in one place and don’t have to chase them all over the web!)

NINJAED!

(Also, if the link to the writeathon ever gets buried, just click my username! It’ll send you to my welcome post, which links to my writeathon post. Hopefully David will approve me so I can start having the direct link without vanishing into modland.)

So he’s complaining about “child abandonment” and “kids unsupervised” because of course he could never be expected to supervise his own children.

“Meals not prepared”? Oh, the humanity! This is the true face of oppression, folks.

I’m happy to help preserve the male species. I can chip in for the formalin collection.

Pretty much the MRM platform right there. Right down to the “Husband Suffrage” sign.

Are those even real? Please tell me that their joking.

@pallygirl HOORAY! Your Every penny counts! …wait… you mean money… not taxidermy, Right??? You humans can be so cold, WE ARE DESTROYING THE EARTH, AND THIS BEAUTIFUL SPECIES NEEDS YOUR HELP!
~and a monthly donation to our organization StMMz (Save the Magnificent Menz) would be much appreciated. THE MENz OF THE WOLRD ARE CRYING OUT FOR HELP! (now give us your money plz.)

This heartbreaking advertisement brought to you by… *insert organization no one has ever heard of here*

Yes, really, advocating for one’s own liberation by requiring someone else’s obedience?

I’m going to guess that the O-word was actually included in his wedding ceremony and he’s trying that irritating “Vows! Before GOD!!!” argument, which I usually see advanced by people who have *not* made particularly scrupulous efforts to keep their halves of the vows in question. (It’s also especially irritating to see someone trying to pin VBG on a married person when the pinner isn’t all that observant or occasionally isn’t religious at all and it has not been established that the wedding occurred in a church.)

Wally: Selling “newspapers” is how he was making his living (to the tune of about $12,000 dollars a year; income adjusted to the present.

he says his only goal is reconciliation with his wife, from whom he is, not surprisingly, separated.

And I’m sure he did a bang-up job of it, too, being “Save the Males” and AVFM combined, before either of them was even a gleam in their crackpot fathers’ eye…

Also, I never thought I’d see the day when I said this, but dang…this guy makes Robin Thicke look almost not pathetic.

I think he still posts at Dalrock’s…

Note also that it’s Association of “Dissatisfied” Husbands, Husbands “Lib” and Be Kind to Your Husband “Day”

By which I’m sure he means Association of Demanding Husbands, Husbands Domination and Be Kind to Your Husband Lifetime of Drudgery

So I glanced at that first picture and went “Oh, suffrage era,” and then I saw the woman behind him. How little these guys change.

Also “10”commandments… does he think there are more than 10? Commandment 11: Thou shalt cook your partner dinner as long as thou also happen to be female

Meals not prepared? Even in the 70s there were such things as crockpots.

This jewel of a husband abandoned by an uncaring flibbertigibbet could at least have kept himself well fed while he waited for an obedient someone to recognise his innately worthy husbandness and take over this responsibility from his careworn hands.

Obey. Cook. What better words to signify a charming lifelong companion.

What a hipster.

He wanted his dinner before it was cool.

Oh, that coat in the background of the first picture, that takes me back. Here is something very much like it on Mary Tyler Moore. And the outfit Phyllis is wearing – I had that in high school. Ellen Tracie I think it was. http://noahsarque.files.wordpress.com/2014/02/mary-tyler-moore-111709-0003.jpg

And Arctic Ape wins the thread!

Found some background on him here: https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.obituaries/u84ESYmmuRI

And an article: http://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1755&dat=19720109&id=jeEeAAAAIBAJ&sjid=emYEAAAAIBAJ&pg=7129,3008445

@Arctic Ape

Ba dum tush!

*jaw drops* I’ve heard of this guy before – he was featured in a Russian book from the 1970s that describes the journey of two Soviet journalists in the US (“Zemlya zad okeanom”, A Land Beyond the Ocean). They didn’t take him seriously (“Every village needs its fool”), he’s included as an amusing detail in the description of the White House.

If I didn’t know the context of that first photo I’d think he was making a joke.

And in 1972! I wasn’t alive then but I remember reading in my history books about how it was the worst year to be a man. Women had it so easy! I mean, look at all the career opportunities they had, with limitless progression potential. And how they spent every day in their job unharassed and undiscriminated. And they could go home to a brute of a husband (if they so had one) and enjoy a pleasant evenings beating with the knowledge that authorities wouldn’t take her report seriously. Oh yeah, and there was no pesky law that criminalised marital rape. Oh to be a woman in 1972.

Okay, so I got curious and started googling to find the rest of this guy’s story. According to a Google groups discussion through one of those links, his wife’s name was Lillian, she died in 1984 and he was born in 1925 and died in 1981. I found a (cached) page detailing their divorce (she brought the action, and he tried to get it dismissed) and it needs to be read because it is AWESOME. Quote:

On February 24, 1978, the wife filed a complaint for divorce, alleging indignities and desertion. The lower court appointed a master, who held a hearing on April 20. On April 26, the master filed a report recommending that the wife be granted a divorce on both of the alleged grounds. On November 28, the lower court dismissed the husband’s exceptions to the master’s report, stating that “[t]he Court cannot conceive of a woman who more richly deserves a divorce than Lillian A. Britton.”

[…]

The parties were married on May 20, 1950, in Franklin Center, Pennsylvania. From the outset, the marriage was troubled. The parties frequently argued about financial matters. The wife wanted new furniture for their house, but the husband thought her unreasonable. On one occasion, the husband forced the wife to return certain groceries because he thought her purchase of them unnecessary. In 1964, the husband refinanced the mortgage on the parties’ home in order to finance the purchase of ten commercial “spots” on local television. The husband used the spots to discuss religious matters and “how to buy a used car.” The wife thought they could not afford the spots, but agreed to them because she was afraid that otherwise the husband would scold her.

Throughout the marriage, the husband accused his wife of having committed indiscretions with other men prior to their marriage. The husband would “rant and rave” and “make life miserable” whenever he brought this subject up. On one occasion, he threw a dish at her, and on another occasion, he paddled her. Also, the husband continually “scolded” his wife. He criticized her for being late to church, although she explained that she had to get their three children prepared to go. He did not like her associating with other people. He did not permit her to join the Parent-Teacher Association at the childrens’ school.

Sarah, so he was a low-life abuser, religious fanatic and huckster – a preview of the MRM indeed. I’m surprised Pauly hasn’t dug him up as an example of how badly teh menz have been treated by the feminazi courts since forever.

In his day, the MRM was mostly an underground movement by exploited coal miners.

Thank you, I’ll be here literally all week but try to stay lurking when I have nothing witty to say.