By David Futrelle
Recently I wrote about one inventive Incel — that is, a so-called “involuntary celibate” — who thought he had the perfect solution to his no-sex problem: Simply allow all incel organ donors to have sex with recently deceased women! After all, he reasoned, “[t]he pussy of females can be used even 2 days after their death,” and dead women can’t say no.
But what if you prefer to have sex with women who can, you know, move around and make noises and perhaps even fetch sticks for you?
Well, let me introduce you to livinginhell101, an incel Redditor with an even more ingenious solution to the “involuntary celibacy” of the world’s worst men: Simply remove women’s brains and replace them with dog brains. Hey presto! Now she’ll want to have sex with you! Apparently.
Let’s let him explain:
I have so many questions for livinginhell101 and anyone else who thinks this is a brilliant idea! Do you really want to kiss a lady with dog breath? Will you have to follow after your special dog-brained lady with a little poop bag every time you take a stroll with her outside? What if she likes rolling in filth or eating her own vomit? What if she hates bath time as much as every dog-brained dog I’ve ever known? What if she rejects you for some hot German Shepherd named Chad?
But of course the real question is: how does a dude who literally just suggested replacing women’s brains with dog brains come to the conclusion that only “males are … capable of love, humanity [and] kindness?”
The general consensus in the Incels subreddit, where this lovely proposal was submitted, is that livinginhell101’s post is hilarious “satire.” But it’s not satire to post an obviously impossible fantasy that you not-so-secretly wish could be true. Jonathan Swift didn’t write his famous “modest proposal” because he actually wanted to eat babies.
But when incels talk about fucking corpses or women with dog brains it’s because they really do want to have sex with women without having to worry about getting their consent first. Coming up with wacky scenarios like these enables them to fantasize about rape endlessly without having to admit that what’s they’re doing.
Just another reminder that incel is poison.
NOTE: This r/incels post was going around Twitter right around the time I had to take my headache break, and was even discussed in the comments here. So apologies if you’ve seen this before. But I sort of felt I needed to post about it anyway, because damn.
This is me, too, for the most part. I’m uncomfortable with the way my body looks, but not because I feel like I’m not a woman. I identify as a woman, but not as feminine. I never wear makeup and don’t feel like I look like myself with it on, but will occasionally play with eyeshadow or liner or lip gloss. But then I start to look feminine and I get uncomfortable with that. Mostly because I’m fat and I’ve internalized that fat is not feminine.
But I also have a hard time doing things like showing my unshaved legs. I don’t like shaving and have decided not to do it anymore, but I get uncomfortable with people seeing that, because I had a lot of pressure as a child to shave. For a while I stopped as a teenager until my sister ridiculed me for it and I’ve been really self-conscious about it ever since (I’m sure my sister would be mortified to hear this now, but neither of us can change what already happened). I’m kind of rambling now, but I guess I wear feminine tops because they fit my body correctly and are sometimes nice to look at, but I hate how hard they are to coordinate, so I wish I could wear gender neutral clothing. It’s impossible to find something that’s neutral and fits me at my size, so I go with women’s clothing that isn’t too feminine.
Girls, wag your tails to the beat!
I wanted to recommend this book for a while, and I thought this might be a good place – Fierce Femmes and Notorious Liars: A Dangerous Trans Girl’s Confabulous Memoir by Kai Cheng Thom. Publisher’s page, review and interview with the author, other review.
(I’m not affiliated with its writing or production at all, but I’ve heard the author read a couple of times, and she’s amazing.)
@Tessa, thanks for sharing the story and photos. I love your blue and yellow wedding dress, it’s awesome. 🙂
First off, I know I’ve been absent for a while. Nothing’s wrong-I’ve just been mostly limited to reading-without-commenting due to being busy at my job. It’s going well so far.
Good luck to all the trans people on this board, and everyone else who’s struggling.
@Tessa
Just read your imgur. I’m proud of you and your Rey costume is amazing!
@Nequam
Off-topic Silence of the Lambs tangent inspired by your mention of Buffalo Bill-I think that (at least in the movie-I’ve never read the book) Catherine is a very underrated character. She starts out in a position of weakness, but consistently resists Buffalo Bill and eventually uses his dog (which she keeps after his death) as a bargaining chip in an attempt to get herself released. She’s a dynamic character with a great degree of hidden strength and resilience that is eventually revealed through her circumstances.
I’m still pretty confused about my trans status. I’ve talked to my doctor about it, and he’s going to get me some counselling. I hope it will be better because this doctor is an open minded younger man, whereas the doctor I had when I first knew I was trans as a teenager was old school, and didn’t take me seriously. I still have real dysphoric feelings about my femaleness, I have tried for years to battle it, but it doesn’t go away. In my twenties I even tried playing the ‘glamour girl’ after being told that I was pretty and I should use my feminine wiles, but I found out rather disappointingly that doesn’t work, it’s just a lie they tell girls. I’ve stopped wearing makeup now and am dressing a lot more unisex. Pronouns are tricky, I still respond to ‘she’ but I would prefer ‘they’ right now. I don’t know if I have some kind of internalised misogyny because of the way I was brought up by my father, he was always berating my mother and women in general. That and the extreme conservative religion he adhered to. I thought I was basically cis heterosexual, but it seems this wasn’t the case. I was told that once some man came and swept me off my feet, I’d be all about sex and babies. This didn’t happen and I’m 40 now, yea, mum says it’s not too late as my cousin has just had her third child at 45, but I doubt it. I don’t like penetration as it feels wrong and alien to me, and the idea of growing a baby in me reminds me of the movie Prometheus. It’s not going to change. I often wonder if I would have been better as a cis male, but I fear that my families proclivity toward Toxic Masculinity would have made me an evil person. It’s pretty confusing.
@EverythingIsRidiculous,
I think a version of that movie has already been made. The Tim Allen* version of Disney’s The Shaggy Dog has Allen acting exactly like that after being injected with some sort of dog-derived serum.
According to the movie trailer (IIRC), Allen’s character was doing doggy things like running across a table with people trying to eat their food because CAT!! MUST CHASE CAT NOW!!!! (And, I think, stuff like crotch sniffing, because OF COURSE expecting someone in a modern “comedy” to keep such urges under control is unthinkable. Or something.)
Said serum, btw, made anything it was injected into take on doggy characteristics – there was a shot in the trailer of a cobra that had the serum panting like a dog. Yeah. >.<
As you could probably tell, I never went to see that movie when it was in the theaters. Idiot Plots do nothing for me.
*Not to be confused with the much earlier (1950-60's) Disney movie series by the same name. That version involved a teenage boy who came across a magic ring that transformed him into a rare breed of shaggy sheep dog at inconvenient times. (I forget what the trigger was. Either phases of the moon, or certain kinds of stress, I think.).
I think I regret not having the money to spare when I saw those old movies bundled together with the Allen version for sale at Best Buy some years ago. Would've been interesting to see if they still held up decades later, ya know?
@redsilkphoenix
The Nutty Professer sequel Meet The Klumps starring Eddie Murphy has a scene like that too, where he is accidentally injected with dog DNA.