I‘ve been trying to avoid reading, much less writing about, the human stain and pickup guru who calls himself Roosh V. But I couldn’t keep myself away from his most recent post, an appalling little exercise called The Most Reliable Way To Tell If A Girl Is A Slut,which turns out to be even more appalling than its title.
Roosh, you see, has figured out a simple one-question test to determine the sluttiness of any woman. Let’s let him explain:
Many girls go to great lengths to hide their slutty past, knowing deep down the low value it conveys for being a suitable long-term partner, but there is one easy indicator that should tell you beyond a reasonable doubt whether she is a slut or not.
Has she lived on her own?
I believe my response to this is best illustrated by the following video of Don Draper saying “what?”
Let me just add:
HAS SHE LIVED ON HER OWN?
Are you exclusively dating high school girls?
If she’s an adult, or at least an adult somewhere in the vicinity of your own age, OF COURSE SHE’S LIVED ON HER OWN.
Yes, yes, I know, given this economy it’s true that some young people – mostly young men – are living at home a little longer these days than in the past, but the overwhelming majority have moved out by their mid-twenties. You’re 35 years old, dude.
Roosh continues:
If she has lived away from her parents for more than a year, she has—at the minimum—slept with many men whose last names she did not know, including one-night stands that did not involve condoms.
Dude, do you even know the first names of the women you sleep with? And haven’t you bragged endlessly about how you “raw dog it” with women? Weren’t you “raw dogging it” even when you were afraid you had AIDS? (Those are rhetorical questions; I already know that the answers are yes, and yes.)
An “independent” girl, removed from the constraints of a nuclear family home and its rules, curfew, and the concern of good parents, will allow the slutty dick gobbler within her to be released.
Women engaging in consensual sex that they enjoy … with someone else? THE END OF THE WORLD. Raping women who are too drunk to consent? According to Roosh himself, it’s “what I do.”
In other words, a natural-born slut who lives on her own will have far more sexual partners than if she lives with parents of average skill who require their daughter to be home by midnight.
Amazing deduction, Sherlock. And if she’s a nun, she’ll probably be having even less sex. The question is: why are you, as 35 year old man, regularly pursuing women young enough to live with their parents?
Give a man leeway in living life and he does great things, but give a woman this same freedom and she fully embraces the whore lifestyle, unable to stop from getting her fill of cock.
Really? Here are some young men who have recently started living on their own; I’m not sure that what they are doing could really be described as a “great thing.” (Content Warning: Drunk dudes hitting each other in the head with boards.)
If you want to estimate a girl’s notch count, simply multiple the number of years she has lived on her own by the number 3. If she has lived on campus in college for four years and then moved to a large city for two more, you can rest assured she’s had over 15 cocks in her vagina, and god knows how many more in her mouth.
Not that anyone’s worth is determined by how many penises they’ve had in their vagina, or anywhere else, but I feel I should note that these figures, clearly pulled from the Journal of Roosh’s Own Ass, are completely wrong.
According to people who’ve actually studied human sexuality, his number is just a teensy bit high. And by “teensy” I mean they’re off by an order of magnitude. According to one 2005 study, women in their 30s and early 40s report that they’ve had only 4 male sexual partners, on average, not the 36 to 78 that Roosh’s formula would predict for women who move out on their own at the age of 18 to go to college.
There are definite exceptions for girls who are relationship minded and had boyfriends of more than one year in length, but unless she mentions this, you’re interacting with a slut and should proceed accordingly by escorting her home and asking if you can use her bathroom. Then you must fornicate with her like so many other men.
Yeah, that’s really … creepy. You lie to get into her home, then proceed as if, as a slut, she’s already consented to sex?
You may be thinking the following: “Many Western girls live alone, at least 50%. Does that mean that over 50% of American girls are sluts?” That’s exactly what it means. Independence in women drives them to disempowering sexual behaviors that oppose motherly or wife behaviors. You must be skeptical of girls who have lived alone if you want a serious relationship.
At least if you want a relationship with a creepy, judgmental asshole who thinks like Roosh.
[T]here is absolutely no need for a girl to be independent by living alone without a husband unless you want her holes to be used as a real-life enactment of 50 Shades Of Grey by many strange men.
Well, that is, if you assume that 1) all women can magically find men, whether their father or a husband, who will pay all their bills and 2) Roosh’s opinions about any given woman’s sexual life matter more than the opinions of the woman herself.
If you end up having a daughter of your own, I highly recommend you limit her financial independence before she finds a husband. Refrain from giving her Think & Grow Rich advice that would be better suited for your son. Otherwise, she’ll become a slut who gives it up to any man who dances a good clown jig.
So: prepare your daughter to be dependent for her very existence on dudes who think like Roosh.
That may be the worst parenting advice I’ve ever heard. Then again, it’s from Roosh.
Orion, LOL!
But … how do our ladybits get all stretched of shape (damned cheap elastic) if those Other Penises are just vapours?
Misandry of course
@cassandrakitty: I’m sure Siberia must have better prospects to offer as far as male companionship is concerned than Roosh.
In a pinch, even suggestively shaped trees would qualify.
Playing cards with the babushkas sounds like a lot more fun too.
@Anarchonist: Incorporeals are taking all our women!
Don’t trust incorporeals – they have their own agenda:
http://www.shortoftheweek.com/2014/06/23/the-gunfighter/
Truly the manosphere mantra: When in doubt, misandry!
Kitteh,
government-funded addorted-dildo gift bags. It’ all part of Title IX
Assorted. It’s.
::slaps forehead::
Of course, how silly of me!
Well I know my bloke does but I don’t think it’s this one! 😉
But but I iz not American! Unfair! We had a female Prime Minister and everything. ::sulks::
Aw, mine are all pink. I don’t like pink, does anyone have a purple they want to swap?
I actually do have a purple. But I fear that if I mailed it, Cuccinelli would probably somehow intercept it.
@Anarchonist
A while back a bunch of us came to the conclusion that the manosphere’s chief advisor must be Jasper Beardly
I’ve been picturing something more like the family of killers from The Hills Have Eyes, honestly.
Not sure if this subject has ever been breached here but does anybody know why Roosh V, being known to have traveled to Poland, wears nicknames that sound so hilarious in Polish? “Valizadek” means “stinky butt” and “Roosh Vorek” means “move your sack”.
Possibly a coincidence but idk, maybe he wanted a super-duper exotic nick as a souvenir from the legendary land of beauties unspoilt by feminism and someone tricked him.
Hmmm. Intending to be menacing and be taken seriously, instead cause me to alternate between loud guffaws and shudders of disgust. Works for me
Kind of scary because dangerous, but at the same time hideous, pathetic, and ridiculous? The kind of monsters that you’d pity if they weren’t trying to chew your leg off.
Morlocks work as a metaphor too.
Definitely the Morlocks from the book, not the film.
BTW random movie recommendation – we watched 47 Ronin recently, the one with Keanu Reeves. Worth seeing, though of course Reeves is never going to be a great actor. There are a few actors who are great in the movie, though, in Rinko Kikuchi as the witch is just awesome, she should play deliciously evil characters more often.
To steal a vaguely related joke from Alison Bechdel’s comic Dykes To Watch Out For:
“Honey, our stimulus package is here!”
I see Lauren Bacall has passed over. RIP.
I saw 47 Ronin by accident because Frozen was sold out. I was definitely surprised by how could it was. I didn’t love the witch, to be honest. I can see that the actress was doing great work with it in a campy way, but the Irrelevant Threatening Lesbianism was just too much for me to handle.
That said, I thought the way they wrote Keanu Reeves’ plotline was very clever. They seemed to realize that shoehorning in a new character and a whole supernatural plotline into 47 Ronin would feel glaringly out of place, so they wrote his whole storyline to emphasize that idea of magic intruding on a story where it didn’t belong. They even explained why they didn’t cast a Japanese actor.
I also just find it hilarious that the movie was apparently made on a Hungarian arts grant.
Projection!
Next.
@Dani Alexis and janinmi:
I missed you before, new people! Have you had your Welcome Packages yet?
http://artistryforfeminismandkittens.wordpress.com/the-official-man-boobz-complimentary-welcome-package/
(I won’t do the cool link-within-word-or-phrase thingy that regulars use. It’s right there in the comments, I’ve followed the instructions, yet I constantly somehow fuck them up, so I won’t even try anymore)
I get that too sometimes, in my moments of reflection on the world around me (what I like to call my world-embracing hippie moments). I find myself pitying even reprehensible people like Roosh. Not really for the human being he is now, but for the human being he could have been. It’s a sadness for another human life lost to hate and entitlement, in a society full of egotistical opportunists who exploit and teach others to exploit. A vicious cycle repeating itself every generation.
And I am privileged enough to afford that pity; I am not the target of the misogyny, racism, homophobia, transphobia, and other shitness that the terrible people in the manosphere spew out on a regular basis.
However, all potential sympathy I might feel for Roosh slides right off once I recall that he is an admitted, unapologetic rapist. He encourages other men to ignore consent. He is a predator and a danger to the women around him. He shouldn’t be around women, nor really any people in general.
If he somehow genuinely gained a sense of self-awareness and empathy for his victims, and truly worked towards redeeming himself in some way, then yeah, the sympathy would not be misplaced. Sadly, such epiphanies generally only happen in fiction.
I’ve prolly asked before, but do you use Firefox? Their Text Formatting Toolbar has buttons so you don’t have to do all the coding. Makes things much simpler!