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We here at We Hunted the Mammoth often wonder why the so-called Men Going Their Own Way don’t just GO already.
But maybe we’re being unfair. Because it seems clear that a lot of them don’t live on the same planet as the rest of us.
Take this, well, unexpected critique of women I found in the MGTOW subreddit the other day.
For my reaction to this post, let me refer you to the following gif.
@Frank Torpedo
Yeah, why didn’t you??? They opened in 2008! That’s pretty recent.
For shame, for shame.
Although, one thing that kinda bugs me is the fact that they advertise their packers with the lighter flesh color being small and darker flesh color being large. I am just, like, uh, yeah. You get what I mean.
RE: White people fucking animals
That website certain has a lot of horse genitals and assholes going around. I, as a white person, surely cannot deny that horse dick sells, donkey dicks too if those donkey show jokes are to be believed. My personal preference is to stick with the dragon dicks, though. They neat.
@Pandapool
I’ve clearly wasted my goddamn life.
I used to be in the Furry community pre-2008, although not so much these days, since I lost control of my life.
I’ve been slowly regaining control of it, inch by inch.
You are absolutely right, though. And just think of the opportunity I would have had to shock and appall my black peers! A black man producing dragon dicks? INCONCEIVABLE.
@Frank
They do have labs where people can submit ideas for toy designs, so there’s something. 😛
@Pandapool
Better hope Dr. Mwalimu K. Baruti, aka “Baba Baruti” as he calls himself when he’s Live Action Role Playing as an Ancient Afrikan Wizard, doesn’t find out about Bad Dragon, or he’s gonna write a big-ass, comical book called “YURUGU’S DRAGON PENIS OBSESSION”, and explain how gay white men in Greece worshipped gay dragon idols, and how the practice carried over into today.
I’m getting a Bachelor’s degree as part of my “Reclaim-My-Life” project, and I am now sorely tempted to work towards getting a PH.D.
I shall then go visibly insane in a very public way, change my name to Dr. Imhotep Afrikan King Pharaoh Tutankhamun Amen-Ra, and write a big, insane screed of a book that is 500 pages long, detailing how Gay White People created Gay Dragons that breathe Rainbows, and used them to Turn Black People Gay.
I shall call it “YURUGU’S GAY DRAGON PENIS ADVENTURE”.
I shall become a jillionaire off the backs of easily deluded black people. Then I’ll start a straight black pride group and…ah, shit, I just puked a little just typing that out.
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There is a very amusing little meme along the lines of the memes detailing Black Conspiracy Theories I’ve been posting in here: it basically says “I don’t like white people because they smell funny and have sex with animals”.
LM-FUCKING-AO.
@Frank
Seriously. There’s a lot of horse penis, vagina and ass on that site. That is cause for concern to me. Makes me a bit uncomfortable, if I’m honest. Also the dog and cat stuff.
I mean, dragons are fake, those can have ANYTHING, right? Especially since they make them anthro. But, like, toys inspired by actual animals. Nah, nah, little bit too much.
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Werewolves and dinosaurs don’t count because one is fake and the other we don’t even know what they looked like so yeah. /hypocrite
@Pandapool
Honestly – and I’m not trying to impress anyone, here, I genuinely feel this way, probably because of my early involvement in the Fur community – I really don’t care if people want horse and dog toys.
It doesn’t bother me in the slightest, and it doesn’t cause me any undue concern. I’m not saying I don’t see where you’re coming from, and I understand how this could be really squicky on the Squick-o-meter, but I’m not at all worried about it in the slightest.
@Frank
XD I’m not worried about it, it’s just too much for me, personally. Because, like, I’d be thinking “okay, yeah, that’s a dog dick” or whatever and that’s kinda no for me. I know they’re anthro dick, so they’re half human, half animal, and I know with their cute little backstory that most of the toys on there (except one) are of sentient creatures so you’re using a, uh, sentient toy, but I wouldn’t get into that personally.
Hell, I’m still a little iffy on werewolves because they’re probably inspired by wolf-wolves…but, like, werewolf though.
The horse one does kinda skeeve me the most because I know what horse dicks look like so I know how much they deviated or not.
It’s better than screwing the real thing, at least.
@ Frank
We’ve had quite a few dealings with the NOI chaps (they have a sideline running security operations). They’re fascinating to talk to (so long as I keep my tail tucked down the back of my pants they’re fine).
I’d love to see a “Battlefield Earth” type movie based on their beliefs.
@msexceptiontotherule:
I know this was originally supposed to be a joke, but it is certainly possible for the fetus to have an incompatible bloodtype with the mother, and the auto-immune reaction that results isn’t really good for either. So a mother being ‘allergic’ to her own potential child isn’t entirely out of the realm of possibility.
That said, these days we have blood tests that can usually pick this up fairly early, and reasonably targeted immunoglobulin treatments that can reduce the risk without suppressing the immune system more than necessary.
@Jenora Feuer
I know someone who pretty much spends the final month of pregnancy broken out in hives, which go away about 3 weeks after she gives birth – the first time one could dismiss as “how could she possibly have known this would happen”, but it’s hard to imagine that the hives problem didn’t stick in her mind because it took 11 years for her to go through it again (and she mentioned the hives thing any time the subject of pregnancy and having another kid would come up in our group of friends and +1’s)
The miracle of birth…is pretty damn scary if you ask me. And potentially itchy.
@Frank – I’m going to apologize in advance if this is a bit jumbled – I’ll type it in between chores and cuddling with my toddler while watching Tumbleleaf.
[Note to parents of young children with access to Amazon Prime: It’s adorable, tied with Netflix’s Puffin Rock for my favorite show entirely appropriate for 3-year-olds.]
re: did the experience turn me off of dating black guys: I’m not entirely sure what the answer is. I think it might be, “Yeah, a little bit. Not so much that it would dissuade me from an otherwise really good match, but enough that I was more hesitant.”
I can say that I never did date a black guy – I tried* once, but never did – though I did at least casually date guys from a lot of other races and ethnicities**.
*When I was like 22 I signed up for a trial account on Match.com. This was before all the free sites existed because I’m old. With the trial, you could receive messages but not send them. I went boldly truthful with my profile. It included a candid shot of me and said something like, “I wear patches on my pants because I’d rather spend my limited money on books, movies, and experiences than on new clothes. I seldom wear makeup because I’m lazy and don’t like not being able to touch my face. The room that I’m renting is kind of a mess – I mean to clean it, but I’m really easily distractable. Etc”
Anyway, this really cool-seeming black guy from Richmond messaged me. I wanted to respond, but I couldn’t because a membership cost like $20 and I was living on grants, my student loans, and my $7.50/hr job. He messaged again and said, “I know you might not be able to respond on Match, so here’s my email: [blocked by Match.com].” -_-
For what it’s worth, he did message a few times after that and, while he did seem frustrated, didn’t start to call me names / insult me. Score one for the good guys.
**That isn’t meant as, “Ohhh, lookit me – I have the “multicultural dater” patch! I lived in a really diverse area and went to a school with students from all over.
[probably continued in another post]
[probably in a while, toddler’s tired of me not paying attention to her]