So I did an interview about my Confused Cats Against Feminism blog with Catster.com, a site that devotes itself to collecting “helpful and hilarious information for the worldly but still infatuated Cat aficionado.” Alas, as a result of publishing this interview with me yesterday, they now seem to be collecting angry MRA commenters as well.
Here are some highlights of the, er, debate so far, which I’ve waded into myself, perhaps unwisely. (These are selections, with a bunch missing, though the comments that look obviously like they are responses to other comments, are.) Maeve Connor is the author of the post about me.
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Here, by the way, are some of the not-belittling, all-inclusive, non-mocking contributors to Women Against Feminism.
I’m just taking a wild guess here, but I’m pretty sure none of these gals are “tweens.”
I’m offended that K Pow called Chicago “brash.” How dare she “mock” an entire city. That does not “include the intersectionality” she spoke about someone else talking about. I personally don’t think that starting a conversation with a Chicagoan by mocking them is not the right way to start one. (oh wait, was that a double negative? I guess I think it is the right way).
I used to have pet rats and sometimes I’d carelessly leave delicious fresh ideology on my plate. After pushing them away again and again it’d go quiet for a while until one appeared on my shoulder, as I turned to take her down the other would be dragging the ideology off my plate and escaping into the distance.
I think the furrinarchy actually WANT our ideology in their throats!
My cats won’t let me go my own way. They stand in places forcing me to walk around them. They sit on me and give me feline paralysis.
The Ladies Against Women basically buy in to the propaganda of douchebags telling them they’re not worth as much as men. It’s rather disturbing and pitiful.
Re: liquid eyeliner — find a good gel eyeliner, you can get the same look, but since you control how liquid it is, it’s much easier to control. Well, assuming you can work a paintbrush, but that’s not that much harder than an eyeliner pencil. Unless you’re magic, stick with pencil for the lower lids though! /random goth kid makeup tip
Re: gets kids to take medicine, may vary by kid, don’t know if it’d work on pets — at least in liquid form, leaving it on the counter and saying “don’t touch that” worked well for generations of my female relatives. Put the pill in some human food, be careful not to eat that bit and doggie will steal it off your plate? Idk, fish meds are either liquid or powder, either way you either dose the water or the food, they’re easy to medicate.
I’m thinking “furzoning” needs to go in the welcome package. I tripped across it in another thread before reading this, and was confused.
@Lady Mondegreen – I adore your avatar. The Doubtful Guest might be my favorite Gorey work. He’s the greatest.
@hellkell – YES! All the eyeliner! I’m okay with liquid, but it takes me forever. I’ll have to try gel ones again, since Argenti says they’re good gear.
@pallygirl – Cats can’t get enough of you, won’t let you out of their sight?! Sure, just go ahead and boast of your alpha ways to the rest of the furzoned masses! Everybody knows that 80% of the kitties go for 20% of the people twitching feathers on strings. The other 4/5 of would-be petters have to wait until the cats are hungry. Those felines know that a beta will always pony up for a can of tuna, as long as there’s the hope of a quick tummy rub in the mix. Ugh. What a twisted, sick system we live in.
I don’t think a woman with that much eyeshadow should be calling other people slutty… just saying..
Ha ha ha you are just so funny on here! My cats have been LTAO! Purrfect! Thank you! B-)
Behold, the natural alpha in her feminist blog habitat! Random cats try to follow me home. My cat follows me around like a duckling even when I don’t have food. And do I share the kitty love with men who’ve been furzoned? No, I do not. Mostly because as much as cats seem to love me that doesn’t mean I can force them to love other people, but still, I’m sure it’s miscattery somehow.
New definition of an MRA, whoops I mean incel, whoops I mean MGTOW – a person so offputting that even hungry dogs won’t go near them, not even if they’re pleading and waving tins of food.
If you want a cat to eat your ideology, just hide it inside the cords of your headphones. Cat love to eat headphones.
Or Greenies pill pockets. Come in all sizes, depending on how big your ideology is.
If anyone needs help administering ideology, I’ve spent a lot of time shoving a lot of things down a lot of cats’ throats.
Ugh, I bought this pair because I thought they would be cat proof, but the kittens found the weak point.
My trick to get dogs to take their meds is to get a piece of hotdog, preferably slightly warm so it’s nice and smelly, put the pill in that and then tease the dog a bit with it so they get really excited. Then you give it to them and they wolf it down so fast, they don’t have time to eat around the pill.
I bought some ideology tablets because they seemed to have a bit of an ideology deficiency a few years ago. At first all I had to do was offer them the tablet and they munched it up. Then they started turning up their little sooty noses at it, so I concealed it in their favourite food. This worked for a bit – 2 or 3 meals – but before long all the food would be gone and there’d just be a shining bowl with a shining ideology pill lying in it. They no longer have an ideology deficit, though, so it’s possible they only liked the pills when they needed them.
For the kind of ideology that removes worms, I basically have to shove it down their throats and then hold their mouths shut for ages (it feels like it’s at least an hour) to be sure they’ve swallowed it. Even so, I sometimes find a regurgitated anti-worm ideology pill on the mat – and as we have two cats, I don’t know whose it is.
Somewhat off topic but maybe not because it’s about cats. Dracarys just committed an act of grave misandry. Darrow was napping on the ottoman. Dracarys, after a brief stop for demanding pets from me jumped up on the ottoman and laid down pinning Darrow’s tail under her butt in the process. You know females. They love to oppress men with their butts! After a minute or so Darrow harrumphed down off the ottoman to lie on the floor instead. Satisfied in the completion of her misandric mission, Dracarys left the ottoman to return to her usual lounging spot. The table by the kitchen window. Darrow is still lying on the hard floor just as his human male brethren are forced to abide hard chairs. Usually Darrow chases Dracy away when she dares lie on the ottoman because as a man the ottoman is one of Darrow’s manly privilege. Poor oppressed Darrow will probably now be forced to become a male cat’s rights activist.
Uhg. This is my Saturday: http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/today_illustrated/today_illustrated.png
I do have gel liner, and it’s OK, but I think the main problem is that my eyes are just a bit too deep set to do a good wing.
@marinerachel, me too! I gave up on showering and put some clothes on anyway. Now I’m thinking I really need to cook something, since I’m unfit to be out in public, even long enough to pick up some take-out. And the day started off so promising!
We had issues forcing the ideology down our cats throats, and then we discovered the liquid ideology you dab on the back of their necks. We just make sure the ideology is at room temperature, then one of us holds the cat and the other dabs on the stuff. We originally used Advantage but then switched to Revolution as that is a more broad spectrum ideology.
This was absolutely the BEST thread to see first thing in the morning. I’m laughing so much I’m getting highly suspicous looks from the Furrinati.
BRB, I have to get the ideology popper and treat Fribs.
Our four-footed masters include two tuxedos, sisters from the same litter, one is named Ms. Chief and the other is Ms. Conduct to me and Mayhem or Ms. May to the rest of the family. I objected to Mayhem as a name for a cute little furball, but apparently I was wrong. In a 24-hour period she caught 5 mice, eating 2 herself and generously sharing the other 3 with her favorite human pet, my wife. (Wife did not object — in the past the dear little one has occasionally hidden her mice, leading the house to be delightfully permeated with the fragrance of decomposing mouse.) But now I am thinking that I should have been checking the sex of the mice — she may have been guilty of mere mismousetry, she may have been specifically targeting male mice in which case we are dealing with a serious case of mismousandry.
So you’re “just saying” that you can tell how much sex a woman has had by her makeup? And that there’s a certain amount of sex that it’s bad for a woman to have had? Please, do elaborate.