MGTOW Friday continues with this lovely meme, found in the Men Going Their Own Way subreddit.
You’ll be happy to learn that most of the MGTOWs commenting on the meme do in fact believe that women are human, and possibly even deserving of some of the same rights as men.
“Women are human and have certain human rights,” says someone calling himself Whiskeybandit67. “They are assholes, but human.”
Ayy-Mayy-ZoSuperwoah, meanwhile, thinks it’s “twisted” to say that women aren’t human.
Yeah women don’t really contribute much value to humanity, but that doesn’t make them less than human. Whoever wrote this is deranged. Deprive them of the right to vote maybe, and maybe to work some jobs, in other words, strip some circumstantial privileges, but to strip them of human rights? Like what, exactly?
I guess this is what passes for a voice of reason on the MGTOW subreddit, huh?
He’s mocking trans people now. Well past time for a ban, I think.
@Vespertine
Was the answer “ass”? Because I bet it tastes like ass.
Also, hello!
Back later, catching up.
Text isn’t verbal, you silly walnut.
It’s not audible.
Silly person.
@Dreemr, you’re not far off. I had fried seagull once, and it was super oily and salty. Might have been the guy who fried it though, never had just seagull.
@Dreemr
If you ever eat ass, you might find that even ass doesn’t taste like ass, so to speak. People do it for fun. No-one eats seagull out of choice.
I suspect that “bad stringy gamey chicken cooked incompetently and served with way too much, way to strong, nasty fermented fish sauce” and you’ll probably not be far off the truth.
I’ve often heard seagull tastes like hot garbage.
@Checkmate
Just post the url for the image on its own separate line. I believe it needs to start with http:// not https:// and it must end in the file extension, like .jpg, .gif, etc.
For example, if I put this:
http://i.imgur.com/wxMm2Ch.jpg
It should result in this:
http://i.imgur.com/wxMm2Ch.jpg
@Chessman
Still waiting to find out why you didn’t defend us from the several bullies we’ve had here recently. I refer to “YourGreatestNightmare” previously, and “Emma Goldman” in this thread.
Also, calling us trolls is cyber bullying by what I believe is your own definition.
@Kupo, thank you~ I was going to post a picture of a Dreadnaught from Warhammer 40k and post that I returned to serve the community, but now the joke’s not possible. Maybe another day. X3
7 flippin’ pages and I’m always away when things happen. Hey everyone!
Adding to those raven videos.
I think most wild birds are pretty smart. I have a friend who rehabilitates wild birds that get injured and also abandoned chicks. She had a sparrow that understood a fair number of human terms like her name, “bread” and “broccoli.”
My dad gardened and had a pair of bluejays that called his yard part of their territory. They figured out pretty quick that dad wasn’t a threat and they followed him closely when he was out turning over his large backyard plot to pick out worms and grubs. Since I didn’t live there anymore, they were wary of me and just sat on the fence when I visited and was out in the yard.
One time, when I was visiting, there was a kerfuffle in the back yard that my hard-of-hearing dad didn’t pick up on (we were in the house.) It was a crow that was harassing one of the bluejay fledglings and the parents were trying to defend the youngster. I went out and shooed the crow away and stayed until the fledgling was safely back with the parents. After that, those bluejays were just as chummy* with me as they were with my dad. This went on for a few years; their visual memory is pretty amazing!
*in the sense that they saw neither of us as a threat; we didn’t try to interact with them, but they’d come within a couple of feet of us instead of side-eyeing from the fence while we all went about our business in my dad’s back yard.
Ravens can talk too? Wonderful! Now I just need to teach them to say, “Buy Sheila’s Books.”
@Pie – yes, I should have specified dirty ass.
And your description sounds spot-on, blech.
I once did a long series (etchings and lithographs) featuring crows and ravens, I have always enjoyed watching them and I find them interesting for their form, their intelligence, and their place in mythology, history, and folk tales.
Crow story #1: A couple years ago a friend of mine “rescued” a baby crow that had fallen from the nest outside her home, near her bus stop. The parents had been worriedly pacing around the baby and protested vigorously when my friend took her. My friend and her husband nursed the baby, named the baby “Francesca”, and a few weeks later took her back out to the spot and released her.
In the meantime, every day, the parents dive-bombed my friend when she went to the bus stop, harassing and scolding her. They were there waiting for her in the morning, and there in the evening when she arrived home. They would follow her down the street for a block. They were PISSED. Even after my friend returned their baby, they kept it up for a good week afterward, just to let her know that they hadn’t forgotten what she DID.
Crow story #2: When I was a kid, in 5th grade, (40 years ago) there was a crow hanging around our school in the spring that must have previously been a pet of some kind because he’d sit up in the tree over our playground and garble out “Oh, SHIT!” from time to time. The bird eventually moved on but it scared the crap out of us kids for a long time at first because it was so weird that a crow could talk.
I see we’re at the link portion of the Troll Handbook.
Okay.
https://www.quora.com/How-did-Yahoo-Answers-become-a-trolling-website
https://www.quora.com/Why-is-Yahoo-Answers-full-of-racists
I answered questions on YA for years, and became a top contributor, before it turned into a cesspool for the trash talking anon assholes that ruined it for many.
I mean, when one asks such questions as “What is the best way to get my guinea pig off of meth” and when one can’t even define what SJW and cyber bullying means and uses YA as a citation, it’s time to chuck little Chessy under the chin and send them on the way.
I love corvids.
I’ve seen crows teaming up and chasing off hawks several times.
One of my mother’s Chows once found a baby Blue Jay in the backyard. This was a dog that feared no one and only really loved my mother. (Because Chow) She was smart and tough and looked like a small bear and a silver back gorilla had a baby.
She was going to “play” with it and I was on my way to try to attempt a rescue when the parents came squawking out of the trees and dive bombing the dog. Those two tiny bids sent her running for the house in terror. When I went to check on the baby, they got me too.
Corvids protect their families viciously. In the case of crows, brothers and sister will help their parents raise their youngest siblings. They will even adopt orphaned babies from within their family group. I respect that.
And who doesn’t love listening to mocking birds sing?
Sometimes, I remain half-convinced that the over-the-top trolls are actually one of the liberal regulars having a joke, because I find it hard to believe anyone could actually be both that mean and that stupid.
Then I remember who sits in the White House now, and the authenticity of the trolls becomes plausible.
Off topic:
Take me out to the ball game, take me out with the crowd,Buy me some chocolate cornets and balsamic vinegar…
*sigh* I was trying to create a link to the image. If the image is too big, I apologize.
Corvids are the best. We get magpies (the European, as opposed to completely different Australian kind, I mean) and jays (also European as opposed to American which I gather are also completely different?) feeding outside the window, and once in a blue moon we get a crow. The only one that comes and demands food and then demands to be fed by hand is a robin, though.
I went out door-knocking for the Labour party for the election today! – which is no big deal, of course, except it was the first time I’d ever done it. It’s the kind of thing (Talking to Strangers!!!) I normally run a mile to avoid, but hey not as bad as I’d thought! (it was focused on turnout, in that it was all about going round people who had previously expressed a positive opinion, so not trying to persuade so much as gettingoutthevote for Thursday. Plan is to join one of the door-knocking teams on the day itself too.
@Ivory Bill Woodpecker – with all the talk about birds today, I just want to mention that I get a lot of woodpeckers at my feeders (as well as nuthatches). But only downy and hairy woodpeckers, no Ivory-Billed ones.
I get plenty of grackles, too, and while they are beautiful I do not care for them, as they bully all the goldfinches and house finches away from the feeders and birdbaths. Share!
Links to images should just be the bare “http://” ending in .jpg, .gif, or maybe .png. No html required.
Hey Chessman! Looks like I found you over here instead. You see, lots of people were politely asking you questions and you very rudely ignored them. Ignoring people is a bullying tactic right? Maybe? I dunno. I still don’t know what your version of bullying means because you just keep on leaving the conversation for some reason!
You are just so. dang. boring. Try to kick it up a notch, alright? It would be pretty cool to see you actually melt down into something epic. Come ooooon, I would greatly appreciate a little variety in your schtick.
@peeps
SFHC discovered that he a sock puppet. orange tango mral type. 1000% disingenuous and 1000% not worth being civiland polite towards.
Chows are funny dogs. One of Mom’s would lay her head on my mother’s stomach while she was pregnant and seemed to be listening.
When my brother was born, she’d lay across the doorway of his room when he napped. She’d mostly ignore visitors. Then one day my GS leader was visiting and playing with my baby brother. My mother put him in his pumpkin seat and excused herself to the bathroom. She heard a horrible noise and came rushing back.
He had started fussing and the GS leader had moved to pick him up while my mother was out of the room. The dog had thrown herself over his body and started making, “I will end you” noises at her. She never stopped treating him like a baby. Anyone else could let people in the house, but if he answered the door, she’d get between him and the visitor and growl. Someone else would have to come let them in.
Then she’d go lay down.
One night after I was grown and married we visited my family overnight. Everyone else had gone to bed but my then husband. When he tried to come upstairs Mom’s dog wouldn’t let him. I heard the snarling and had to get up and tell her to go lay down.
During the day, he snuck her French fries and scratched her ears and he thought that meant they were friends, but that’s not how she saw things at all.
Dreemr,
Grackles are very territorial and they will attack people.
I’m not going to read through 7 pages of comment page, but it looks like chessman is, at least, determined.
I hope everyone else is having fun playing with him.
@Lea – they’ve never tried to mess with any of the humans or non-bird animals (that I’ve seen) but they sure do like to scold any other birds that visit “their” feeders.
Like many bullies, though, they are often ignored. The woodpeckers particularly seem to be like, “Pffft, you again? Piss off, loudmouth.” The grackles really like the suet that the woodpeckers and nuthatches get, but they are not nearly so agile so they are foiled more often than not.
And in case it isn’t obvious, I’m kind of a fool for my bird feeder watching.
Our GSD is very similar when it comes to “her boy” (my son). She is so possessive and protective of him that we can’t let her go out to his dad & grandparents’ farm with him, because she will obsess about him and get in the way. If it’s just me, she’s fine, because while she likes me well enough and considers me part of her pack, I’m not her responsibility like he is.
If I get up in the night to go to the restroom, if I startle her, she will bark at me like a fool from his room. Nobody gets to her boy on her watch. No-body.
She also cries when he comes home, whether its just home from school or from taking out the garbage or after a weekend at his dad’s. CRIES.