You know how, in The Poseidon Adventure, the giant cruise ship gets flipped over by a huge wave and the passengers have to make their way through the upside-down ship to the bottom of the hull, which is now the top, in order to survive?
Well, the Men’s Rights subreddit is kind of like that. The only way to get upvotes is to look at everything upside-down.
See, e.g., this comment addressing the issue of rape, and why feminists allegedly lie about it:
Nailed it, indeed.
H/T — r/againstmensrights. For more “nailed it” memes, try Buzzfeed.
Yeah, I’m thinking trollosexual, too.
Hey, Aporiac, I could totally tell your post was a gross fantasy. Go flash it somewhere else, where the locals dig that sort of thing.
@ Lea – I think one has to be wearing their super nifty keeno I totally didn’t order these out of a comic book creep goggles to see that header. To the rest of us, it remains mercifully invisible.
My boyfriend is five years younger than I am and I originally wrote him off as being too young for me. Once I got to know him better, I found that he was more mature than other guys his age. It really does depend on the people, where they are in life and how much work they are willing to put into the relationship. I think part of the reason my relationship works is that we are both working on our PhDs, so we have similar career and family goals and timelines.
I do have to agree with everyone else on this thread, though. Most of us have age limits that we would be uncomfortable dating outside of. My thought is that if you are closer to my parents’ age than you are to mine, it’s not going to work. Being that far apart in age, means that one person has much more life experience and probably different personal goals, making it difficult to relate to someone much younger.
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@ Lea
Trollosexuality! I think Buttercup was right, posting note to Penthouse forum fantasies in feminist forums is a sexual activity for them. Possibly the only one they get.
I’m always accusing small Asian children of haunting me and eventually killing me. When I’m not doing that I’m applying to Miscatonic University. That’s only because Unseen U and Hogwarts turned me down. In the summers I like to vacation in Twin Peaks, but I winter in Night Vale.
*perroquets away*
Extra EW! points for calling friendships with women “neck up relationships”. You know he doesn’t refer to his friendships with men that way. Blech! He can’t even see women as friends. He just has them in the categories “Will fuck me” and “Won’t fuck me”.
What in the world just happened?
Public masturbation for which the consent of bystanders was not obtained, basically.
Pretty much. And then he flounced after declaring that us ladies (at least he assumed we’re all women here) are too immature for him and were taking him for a ride. To an effect, anyway.
Go masterbate in front of your MRA friends, troll. The whole movement is just one big willy waving party anyway.
in troll’s eyes, mocking him is exactly equivalent to fantasising about being raped by him.
Troll is wearing some very strange lenses.
How does someone see “please provide evidence that feminists routinely lie about” and think “perfect opportunity to post a skeevy wanking teal deer about my boner!”
Nice of him to explain the difference between fantasy and reality though. I’m a big fan of ASOIAF and Game of Thrones. The police are really getting tired of my constant calls to them about white walkers and dragons outside my window.
I also love Poltergeist and am constantly thinking I’ve been sucked into the TV!
Nope! The oldest I’ve ever gone was seven years. He was 32 and I was 25 and wouldn’t you know it? Other than being more financially stable than I was, he was not more mature or self aware than I was. He broke up with me because I got mad at him for standing me up. He felt that being expected to call and cancel if he didn’t feel like going out was just too much of an imposition on his freedom. Then he blamed it on our Chinese astrology signs being incompatible. Seriously.
That relationship only confirmed the suspicion I always had. That men who seek out younger women are either manchildren or misogynistic creeps. That is, men who know that women their own age aren’t going to put up with any of their shit. That’s not to say that people of differing ages can’t have a healthy relationship. I just side eye those that specifically seek much younger women.
Aporiac, you should call yourself Ipecac. Because that’s the effect your mansplainy rape fantasy boner notes have on everyone here. Please go fuck yourself, you’re not to be trusted with women, EVER.
Nope. I’ve always been the same way. Hell, men my own age are starting to look too old to me now.
Definitely not. Current dude I’m seeing is ten years older than me, and I’m only seeing him in spite of that because I met him in person rather than online and assumed he was closer to my age. Before him my age range was no more than two years younger (I’m in my twenties), no more than five years older. No way in hell I’d date a man in his 40s or older. Works for some people, but not for me.
I did hook up with someone who was 12 years older once, but he was 29, not 50. And even then I wouldn’t have done it if he hadn’t been really exceptionally good looking.
I did have one online “boyfriend” 15 years my senior, but we never met face to face. I didn’t want to, because frankly, he looked his age, and in the end, that was (although I was very reluctant to admit it, because Nice Girl, ugh) a dealbreaker. That, and the fact that we had less in common than initially seemed the case, and we just got further apart the more we corresponded. His true colors showed, and it turns out dude was arrogant and blinkered. By the end of it, our correspondence was all arguments and flaming, and I just never responded to his last e-mail. I kept trying to formulate a response, but eventually realized that I didn’t want a “partner” if all he’d do was pick apart every word I said. That was 7 years ago.
I swore off all older men after that. The effort is simply not worth the meagre payoff.
Nequam totally called it before trolliac came back to be creepy.
What a sad, sorry excuse for a human being Aporiac is.
“15+ year older than I am” is the common rule of thumb for people we call “old”.
If you’re 15, 30 is old. If you’re 60, you’ll think someone who’s 75 or more is “old” (and someone who’s 30 will be son or daughter material).
Nobody does this consciously, but that’s usually how it turns out. Basically, if someone’s to be regarded as in your age group, they need to – at least in theory – have been able to be at school at the same time as you were, even if they were in middle/high school when you were in junior primary or vice versa.
mildlymagnificent,
I saw a current picture of a friend of mine from high school a few days ago. He has a white beard now and he is a fox. Way back when, I’d have thought he was oooold. Now, he looks like a guy I would definitely check out if I saw him on the street.
Also, he wears kilts now. HAWT.
This guy is talking about being 50 and screwing 20 year olds, and that’s not “older man”, it’s “uncle Bob who used to work with Dad”. As I said, I’ve hooked up with someone who was sufficiently older to definitely not be part of my peer group before (and someone 10+ years younger too), but dad’s age or older? Nope, that’s just weird, especially when you know the older person is largely doing it because they assume you’ll be a pushover and oh the power, the lovely intoxicating power which is his birthright as a man.
Blech. Everyone enjoys looking at pretty people, and many would fuck those pretty people if said pretty people were up for it, but when it starts turning into a creepy misogynistic control freak thing that’s not cool.
As someone who was once 20, and endured a crude and yucky come-on from a (married) man who was AT LEAST 50, I can honestly say the experience did nothing for me, and everything to convince me that older men were not and never would be my cuppa. Funny dat….
And yeah, that was definitely a power trip on his part. If he were genuinely socially inept, as some guys insist, he’d not have waited until I was seat-belted into a moving car before making his move. He’d have tried it someplace where I was more likely to get away.
??! This man has the mark of the creep, right there on his forehead. Avaunt, asshole.
Yup. Definitely didn’t catch any more rides home with him. Honestly, I’d just as soon have braved the random perverts on the streets. Sooner, in fact, since this dude was a distinctly non-random perv from whom I was in no position to run.
And when I told the gent who headed up the writers’ group we both belonged to at the time, I got the distinct impression from his attempts to reassure me that this one had tried that all before, too. Gosh, who’d of thunk…