On Reddit’s MGTOW subreddit, one brave fellow calling himself Isaiah4verse1 lays down some hard truths about the mysterious creatures we call “women” (and sometimes “females”). It turns out that they aren’t actually creatures at all. They’re buses. Buses with vaginas.
Isaiah starts off his sermon by noting that women/vagina buses have pretty much no value outside of said vaginas:
The only thing of any value a woman can offer a man is an untouched vagina. This goes without saying and anyone who is looking for anything more from a woman (love, companionship, etc) is only kidding themselves. It has been/is/and forever will be a business exchange of provision and protection for sex and offspring.
Alas, in today’s fallen world, very few of these vaginas remain unblemished; there are only “a miniscule amount of virgins” left for good-hearted women-hating men to ride. This leads Isaiah to his sad conclusion:
So essentially women today are public vehicles. But rather overpriced public vehicles.
Go on.
Take the cost of a date, dinner and movie. I’d wager, it’s about 20 bucks per person including refreshments for the movie and dinner at a decent restaurant will run you about 60 bucks per person bare minimum. That’s $160 right there. Throw in about 10 for transportation and you are up to $170.
Ok, that’s a ridiculously expensive dinner, and half of that cost is for you. Also, you don’t actually have to date anyone who expects all that. Most women don’t. Lots of women actually pay for their own dinners. Sometimes they even pay for their dates.
Now imagine waiting for a city bus, an older city bus that has been ridden by many.
Suddenly, Rod Serling seems to be whispering in my ear: “You’re traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. That’s the bus stop up ahead – your next stop, the Vagina Bus Zone!”
But you start in the morning when the bus has just come from the garage clean. Imagine when it arrives stuffing that $170 in the fare box. Anyone sane would think you mad.
Possibly, because that’s, like, a ridiculous amount to spend on bus fare. Don’t you have a fare card?
But you don’t get a ride, instead the money goes down into the fare box but the driver ejects you from the bus before you can even step beyond the white line.
Wait, paying for dinner doesn’t actually guarantee you sex? It’s an outrage!
The bus goes on its way. You wait there at the same stop for the same exact bus to reach the bottom terminus, come up the other side towards the top terminus then come back down to you. You then take another $170 and stuff it in the fare box. Same deal, driver doesn’t let you on.
Huh. Maybe you should try another bus? Or just walk?
You wait again for the same exact bus to go down, come up the other side and then come back down to you. Not all dates cost $170 and we also have to factor in gifts. So this time you stuff $250 into the fare box. Driver doesn’t let you ride.
Dude, take the hint. That bus is just not into you.
You wait again for the same bus to come back to you.
By this time it is already afternoon and the bus has already been patronized by many others. It comes back down, you drop, say, another two bills in the fare box, but this time you get to ride (sex). But as the bus has already been ridden all day your seat is dirty, maybe even wet!
Wat.
The seat is WET?
Do you actually think that most women are literally having unprotected sex with dudes all day long every day so that every woman you might be able to have sex with is literally filled up with other men’s semen? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT.
Everyone else got to ride for 3 bucks but you’ve already dropped nearly EIGHT BILLS in the fare box (that’s about 4 dates and 2 cheap gifts) only to sit on a seat where many others have sat.
Dude, women are allowed to date and/or have sex with guys other than you. Why do you care? Vaginas survive when entire baby humans pass through them; they can survive a few penises that aren’t yours. Also, you know, IT’S NOT YOUR VAGINA.
This is what dating modern women is and we have millions of blue pilled men doing this and in many cases dropping a lot more money into the fare box only to get in return, a ride aboard a public vehicle that many others have ridden and paid far less a price to ride.
WHY DO YOU CARE IF A WOMAN HAS SLEPT WITH SOMEONE ELSE BESIDES YOU. OR WHAT YOU THINK THIS SOMEONE ELSE “PAID” FOR THE PRIVILEGE. YOU DON’T OWN HER BODY. YOU DON’T GET TO TELL HER WHAT TO DO OR NOT TO DO BEFORE YOU’VE EVEN MET HER.
All it takes is one. Remember, an untouched vagina is all a woman has to offer a man. It takes only one person to get infected.
Are you talking about STDs here, or do you think that contact with another man’s penis will give a woman some sort of incurable penis cooties?
Women shame men all the time for not wanting to pay full market value for a used NYC taxi or an RTS from LA. This is more than just about cost/reward but about health.
You’ve heard of condoms, right? Safe sex isn’t completely safe, but neither is crossing the street. Talk to a doctor about it. Even better, talk to a therapist to figure out just where you got all these toxic ideas about sex.
They want you to not only date/wife up these sperm recepticles, subsidize said recepticles but above all risk your health on them.
Dude, if you think of women as sperm receptacles, trust me, no one wants you to date or “wife up” anyone. Please stick with your hand. Go your own fucking way — all the way — with yourself.
Oh, and in case anyone is wondering, here’s Isaiah 4:1 (King James translation):
And in that day seven women shall take hold of one man, saying, We will eat our own bread, and wear our own apparel: only let us be called by thy name, to take away our reproach.
Sorry, dude, but I’m pretty sure that there will never come a time when the women/vagina buses of the world, or even seven of them, are going to come to you begging forgiveness and asking to be your wives.
H/T — the Blue Pill subreddit
I did. He said I should look left, then right, then left again. Then he muttered something about “genuine patients” and kicked me out of his surgery.
“Why won’t women date me!?”
So I’m really a bus? My whole life’s been a lie. Here I thought I was a person. The bus theory explains a lot though: why I run on diesel fuel, why 40 people can ride me at once, why I always smell faintly of urine and why I’m always yelling at people to stay behind the white line. Thank you, kind sir, for enlightening me.
This kind of rant always makes my skin crawl because there are very few adults roaming around who have never had sex (beyond a certain age-and there’s nothing wrong with anyone who chooses to be a virgin, btw), so it leads me to believe that what he really wants is a teenage girl or worse, a child. Fucking gross. And if dinner=sex, then women are supposed to sleep with every guy who buys them a meal. And by that logic, they’d be ruined from then on so…wait..my brain can’t even. We might as well start selective breeding farms to produce all these golden virginal vaginas that men can fuck once and execute afterwards (since they’re then worthless to anyone). Holy fucking shit.
This is kind of an interesting screed to think about. It has a lot in common with the “purity culture” promulgated by some fundamentalist Christian groups, and the Old Testament reference in the name seems to imply that there might be some connection there.
However, guys steeped in purity culture really shouldn’t be out having casual sex with a lot of women who are also out having a lot of casual sex, and here I mean “shouldn’t” not in a moral sense, but in the “I find that hard to believe” sense. Some purity culture adherents think men should remain virgins until marriage as well as women. Those that don’t and still hold a double-standard are still not exactly doing the usual casual sex scene. How is a fundamentalist purity-culture dude out having $200 dates with women who are fucking tons of other guys at the same time?
I’m not saying this is impossible (maybe he’s in the process of losing his religion or something) but the worldview expressed here is just not sustainable. If every guy screws a virgin girl every time he has sex, the world is going to run out of virgin girls really quickly.
I’m torn. One part of me wants to say that he’s entitled to have any kind of sexual standard he wants, and insist that he’ll only sleep with virgins if that’s what bangs his hammer. The other part of me says that he’s not allowed to use this unrealistic standard to impose unwanted standards onto others. I’m not sure these are reconcilable, although it seems like they should be.
OMG this has me ROTF.
Next time the bus comes by the driver should just run him over and keep going.
Ok and WTF is up with using the term “provision?”
I live in NYC, and even here, it takes a damn high-toned restaurant to cost you $60 apiece. My gf and I go to fairly nice ones on the regular, and it generally costs $60 total. If we want to go to the ridiculously expensive ones, we go during Restaurant Week, or wait ’til we can get a groupon.
I’m sorry, but all this talk of public transportation just put me in mind of this song:
And yes, Spadina rhymes with vagina.
What Isiah is saying in a very overwrought way is that he’s so contemptible and repulsive that every woman he’s ever met would rather have sex with anyone else in the world besides him. Sounds about right.
Also, he doesn’t seem to realize that if he does find a waiting until marriage virgin to date, he’s more likely to shell out money on dates without getting sexed than he would be if he dated one of us icky non virgin sullied vagina women.
Of course, no women virgin,or not want anything to do with this creep so it’s all moot.
This is the guy from Magic Bus, isn’t it?
“I want it, I want it, I want it…”
“You caaaaaan’t have it.”
I’m suddenly taking a dive into my childhood memories
http://youtu.be/hiy9Hf5lH-Y
Why are these guys complaining about wanting virgins? They’re just going to get up and abandon them never seeing them again and then complain that women are incapable of love like the hypocrites they are.
“Hey girl want us to have sex, abandon you and- wait come back I haven’t negged you yet!”
Now I have “Wheels on the bus” stuck in my head…with these words instead:
The cock carousel goes up and down, up and down, up and down!
Maybe he’s just an otaku who just has a really badly subbed copy of “My Neighbor Totoro” which mistranslates the Catbus as the Pussybus
http://i.imgur.com/Xiu4b.jpg
“Now imagine waiting for a city bus, an older city bus that has been ridden by many.”
“By this time it is already afternoon and the bus has already been patronized by many others.”
http://blitz.arc.unsw.edu.au/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/totoro.jpg
“It comes back down, you drop, say, another two bills in the fare box, but this time you get to ride.”
http://www.strawberrydeathkiss.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/totoro-catbus.jpg
“But as the bus has already been ridden all day your seat is dirty, maybe even wet!”
http://powet.tv/powetblog/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/my_neighbor_totoro_inside_the_cat_bus.jpg
Btw, does that make penises like subway trains, in this fantasy world of genitals=means of public transportation? Ya know, going through all those long tubes all day, getting dirty and smelly?
The weirdest thing about all this?
It’d be cheaper and easier if guy in question would just try anything else to get laid. For crissakes, he’s convinced that everyone else is having sex. He’s clearly doing something wrong.
I mean, it’s only the weirdest thing because my reaction to “all feeemales iz prostitititutes who don’t trade sexes for mah moneis” is a resigned eyeroll at this point.
Excuuuuuuse me, but I’m not a bus I’m a for-hire limo. There’s a difference.
#tooclassy4u
http://media3.giphy.com/media/jbxQLpOKN2URa/giphy.gif
Hee.
Whelp, let’s add buses to the long list of inanimate objects I’ve been compared to over my lifetime.
@Paradoxical
It’s like they have some sort of online Random Object Generator, like the Random Plot Generator* but for MRAs.
*http://writingexercises.co.uk/plotgenerator.php
Also, how do you hyperlink in comments? Teach me plz.
Monopole, that was lovely. Thank you!
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As a side note, women are buses, plates, etc. What other clever objects (and by clever I mean not so clever) can we come up with to use as metaphors for women? How about Nalgene Bottles? Wine bags? Christmas stockings? I’m sure we can do better than buses and plates!
Isaiah4verse1 should probably take a break from metaphors.
Today buses tomorrow airplanes the day after that trains and so on and so on
<a href=”[insert link here]”>Link text</a>
Let’s see if that works.
Sweet~
My plan was a success!
OK. Testing the Random Plot Generator link again.
Test