By David Futrelle
I don’t know what planet incels live on, but some of you ladies might want to move there, at least if you enjoy endless sex, not working, and … murder.
The latest True Fact I have gleaned from the Incels.is forums is that “The average woman lives a life comparable to a good looking male billionaire.” Who knew? But according to a prolific Incels.is commenter calling himself Getlooksordie,
All women do the same shit:
– non stop fuck and party the hottest members of the opposite sex
– constantly travel to exotic places
– everyone is always nice to them because they are female
– they are above the law (a woman can literally kill a man and only get community service)
– huge social circles with friends
– they don´t have to work if they don´t want to. Hubby will betabuxxx.
Is this true, ladies? What are you hiding from us?
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Yep, I get to travel to exotic locales and have non-stop sex in one – I go to Essex, sometimes Sussex and occasionally Middlesex. Rarely make it to Wessex, but I did hit that just before Christmas.
Lifestyles of the rich and famous it ain’t. But there is an instagram feed and a podcast, which even my partner refuses to listen to.
@Lainy
I know I’m preaching to the choir here, but the only women who got treated like princesses were actual princesses. Everyone else worked. If it wasn’t a job working for someone else, then you got to be a housekeeper, cook, cleaner, seamstress and nursemaid for the family you were expected to produce, and in return you might get a roof over your head and enough funds from your husband to pay for all the food and consumables you’d need. If you weren’t that lucky, you’d have to do all the housekeeping work and try and find a way to get more money. It doesn’t really matter which century you put before the “19”, really.
@Snowberry
See above regarding “not working”.
@Lainy, @Snowberry
My late mother was born in 1919. She got married in 1945 and, upon her new husband’s orders, quit her job as a registered nurse.
In 1962, because she was tired of the way her husband (my father) withheld money — and also, in my opinion, because she was tired of my father’s constant constant constant belittlement and his intermittent physical abuse and because she needed a place where she would receive tangible and intangible rewards for her efforts — she returned to work.The shit hit the fan — and it kept hitting the fan for years.
My mother, however, stayed strong and she stayed in her job until she turned 65.
So yeah, my mother didn’t have to work for pay (such as it was). She could have stayed home. She could have died a little more each day.
@Genjones
I’m glad to see you posting again. My history is similar to yours, and I can relate to your feelings of alienation.
All best wishes.
Wrong, guy on the Internet. Do your research!
All women are good-looking (hell, gorgeous) billionaires. And that whole “murder” thing (boo-hoo) is just for fun. We don’t take it seriously.
The incel is not saying murder is bad, mind you. He’s just envious of the people who get away with it easily.
Isn’t this basically our old friend NWO Slave? Didn’t he used to say that women could just sit in the street crying and people would throw money at them?
@Daddy longarms
That was quite the introduction! *waves happily*
I know a fair number of women in my life. Not one of them has called a British diver a pedo, much less launch a Tesla to Mars.
Well I constantly travel to the supermarket. Also the kitchen, if that counts.
People are mostly nice to me since I’m nice to them, but I notice some men interrupt me and talk over me and generally act like I’m not there.
The only thing I’ve killed is boredom, and I didn’t even get community service.
But all of this will change when I finally finish my robot army and take over the world! Bwa-ha-ha!
@Full Metal Ox:
Yep. Baked it myself. For the past year or so, whenever I could get near an oven I’ve been baking bread. I’ve never been able to make a good focaccia, though, until the last couple weeks.
I used the recipe from the woman who does the Netflix show, “Salt, Fat, Acid, Heat”. Here’s the recipe page for the “Fat” episode.
I’ve found that you can use everyday olive oil in the baking recipe without much loss in flavor or general amazingness. When it comes to the olive oil you baste on top after it comes out of the oven? That’s when I use a bit of the better olive oil I got for my birthday.
In anywise, homemade focaccia a la Crip Dyke has become a thing, and I’m never going to stop making it. It is soooooooo good.
Pretty soon, though, I’m going to have to experiment with using some wheat flour in place of some of the white. If I’m really going to make a 2-pound focaccia this often, I’m going to have to make it more nutritious than it currently is.
It’s true. As a self-made womillionaire, I spend my days making tone-deaf comments to the media about why federal workers don’t just get a loan to feed their families during the shutdown, and peeing naked around a bonfire with other captains of industry at Bohemian Gro…oh wait. I’m not allowed in.
This whole screed about women is a very obviously him projecting his fantasy life onto his concept of Woman and getting really jealous about it.
And he doesn’t even realize how transparent he is.
@Crip Dyke:
My best friend has had a similar training arc with injera, fine-tuning fermentation times, ratios of liquid to flour, and ratios of teff to wheat; it’s taken her about a year to achieve satisfaction.
(She acquired the taste when we decided that an Ethiopian meal out was just the thing to follow a theater viewing of Black Panther*–shoutout to Nanyea’s Cafe in Dayton, Ohio.)
*Which, incidentally, is up for seven Oscar nominations–including Best Picture.
@Full Metal Ox:
I love the Ethiopian flavor palate, but it’s been hard for me to find vegan Ethiopian dishes at restaurants. So I’m reduced to making decidedly-not-traditional versions of a couple Ethiopian dishes at home.
It’s much more common for me to cook SE Asian or Indonesian inspired dishes, with some more traditional dal or other dishes when I have the time to cook truly from scratch (as opposed to subbing in a blob of curry paste where the recipe calls instead for mixing dry spices, fresh ginger, etc) or just make pizza dough, grate some cheese and throw on some of this week’s sauce (I make a vat of pasta/pizza tomato sauce 1x/week or so to be used on those nights when I just don’t feel up to doing real cooking).
I’ll make sure to remind my wife of how luxurious her lifestyle is after she has spent the week keeping our small humans alive by herself for 9 hours a day, our house in some semblance of order, our finances approaching something like balanced, and juggling the various familial and social commitments we have, all the while taking on more than her share of the family’s emotional labour. I think Friday night, when she’s at her most exhausted, would be a good time for this talk.
On an unrelated note, anyone know a good family law lawyer?
Literally none of those things are true of me.
Maybe he should stop using vintage copies of Playboy as his sole source if he wants to have any veracity to his claims about how average women actually live.
<3 Genjones, even if you aren't commenting much you're always part of the fambly here. You go ahead and take whatever time you need, and it's great to hear from you when you can. I hope your depression passes easily!
Welcome, @Daddy longarms! You sound like an adventurer. Sympathies for the rough parts, but it sounds like you’re climbing those mountains as they appear. You’re doin’ good!
Wait, I’m having nonstop sex with the hottest members of the opposite sex? Someone should have told me, I would have put my book down. They must think I’m terribly rude for not noticing.
Wait, male billionaires are on food stamps and Medicaid and live off $217 cash a month? Who knew?!?!
Once again, I have to ask, don’t these guys know any women in real life? I don’t even mean friends, but they must have moms and sisters and coworkers, if they have jobs, and see women behind the counter at fast food joints and whatever. Like, if what they’re describing is true, the middle- and working-class sectors of America would be devoid of women.
Incels really need to stop looking at the carefully curated fantasy of Instagram models and assuming it’s how women live.
As an introvert and a sex-repulsed ace, the “lots of friends” and “non-stop sex” aren’t something I di a lot, but I definitely love going on a killing spree whenever.
No lie definitely the billionaire lifestyle I’ll lead and not extra courage from some external sources that have caused me to start making some affirmative steps in my life wrt my gender identity.
Wait a minute…as a being tantamount to a good-looking male billionaire, why am I wasting my time on the Carnival Cruise Carrousel when I could be running around in a fancy costume with high-tech gadgetry FIGHTING EVIL! (And, by daylight, rekindling the tech industry in my Rust Belt hometown–which used to be a STEM Mecca–and cleaning up the bonbon mines so that men not even old enought to receive AARP junk mail don’t have to gasp out their lives from chocolate lung.)