Over in the Men Going Their Own Way subreddit, an excitable fellow by the name of ClutchNes is giving a little pep talk to his peers.
“What society gets wrong and what needs to change is…..the concept that females are the prize,” he declares, setting forth his basic thesis.
no, they are not. Men are prize, NOW MORE THAN EVER.
Let me jazz that up a little for you:
Men are the protector, the provider, those who keep the system running, those who are doing the dirty and demanding jobs.
Have you ever been to a hospital? A nursing home? A female Roller Derby match? Hard to see how any of these would survive more than a couple of hours without women doing a lot of the grunt work.
it’s no surprise that women are extremely entitled and don’t have to fear consequences to take responsibility for their actions, because society is still pretending that women are the prize.
What consequences are women supposed to be avoiding, exactly? If you prick them, do they not bleed? If you tickle them, do they not laugh?
Might want to get permission before doing any of that.
how the fuck are they the prize? they bring nothing but their wet holes to the table,
No, that was Judy Chicago.
can’t even fucking cook
I’m not sure MGTOWs really have any right to criticize anyone else’s cooking.
or take care of the household, don’t bring any useful skills, wasting time on nonsense, overpriced crap and social media, zero to none real hobbies and topics you can discuss with them.
Dude, one of your hobbies is writing poorly reasoned and barely literate screeds about the alleged superiority of men, so, again, I’m not sure you really have much to brag about, hobby-wise.
I don’t get it, fuck gynocentrism and fuck feminism, this world will fucking burn to the ground once the females are in total control.
“The females” aren’t actually all that interested in total control. Unless we’re talking about my cats.
If we are honest, even back then women were nothing else but trophies, a prize for “decent” men, a tool to control the men and make them obedient tax payers, world builders, career men, because women being the prize NEVER made sense, it should always been that men are the prize, the only difference is how to convince men to still get their shit together and be the best man they can be, REGARDLESS of women – and this is what movements like MGTOW are trying to do, that’s the real mindset, philosophy and spirit.
IF MGTOW is supposed to be making you “the best man you could be,” I’d have to say that it is doing a terrible job.
I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.
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@bookworm
I love him so much. I go months sometimes without phone calls and just a few text in between. It’s hard, But I wouldn’t want to be with anyone else.
@Dalillama
If it makes you feel better I spent that first date and after it trying to seduce him into having sex with me and he wasn’t getting it till I had to bluntly ask for it when he was dropping me off. like ti was like
“you wanna come inside for a bit for a drink?”
“it’s getting late, won’t your roommates mind?”
“it’s Friday, we have a system. they won’t care”
“yeah but I don’t want to keep you up”
“I wouldn’t mind that at all”
“you sure?”
“I’m asking you if you would like to come in and have sex with me. Would you like to or not?”
*surprised Pikachu face/ Catholic upbringing not computing*
“uh yeah sure, that would be neat”
he actually said to me that having sex would be neat because I caught him off guard so bad.
Able to pay $2,000 plus in rent?
I hope that was somewhat sarcastic, because that would basically make more than 90% of the people I know statistical anomalies…
@Elaine
Mine starts with a casual acquaintance running into me at work and inviting me home for a threesome with him and his girlfriend, neither of whom were the person I’m presently married to. I don’t have any problem with it, but it’s not most people’s cup of meet cute.
@Alan
I love it! Some people are so talented.
@Elaine
Aww, you guys literally had a Meet Cute moment. And lol at his adorkable cluelessness.
@Dalillama
Maybe not, but it sounded fun.
@ Surplus
To continue this ridiculousness some more:
“Let’s take “recently” to be the last, say, 3 years. During that time there have been six outages lasting longer than one minute”
If this is real, you are lucky. Where I live, nobody would even bat an eye at six outages a year that were hours or even a couple days long. Anything under a minute we wouldn’t even call an outage, but a mere bump.
That aside, it occurred to me that you are an incredible optimist. I have worked in a factory setting before and it boggles my mind on how many things can go wrong with one piece of machinery, one that is maintained and serviced as per the manual (guidelines which would be written in terms of reasonable practicality, I.E. just barely enough to keep it in working order at a minimum cost).
A power plant would contain a ridiculous number of machines and the machines to support the machines, the people to run the machines, the people to maintain the machines, the people to repair the machines (maintenance is not the magic spell to prevent failure you seem to think), the people to manage all of the above, resulting in an absurd number of fail points and issues, and you look at all of this and expect it to work flawlessly?
Returning to my previous work experience, I have worked in jobs where basically everything more complicated than a pair of pliers broke down in the first few days of me working there. Equipment that was brand new or maintained by people who had worked with this kind of equipment for years without a problem. All kinds of things happen. Tools get misplaced, stolen, break for no apparent reason, people press too hard on a sawblade or something and it snaps, then it is found out that the replacements were never ordered or the wrong ones were sent, the one guy who knows how to run the welder got in a car accident on the way to work, the previous maintenance guy put in all the bolts backward (or shipped the product from the factory that way, see also my car’s suspension), the supply run was boned when it turned out the materials purchased were mislabeled at the store but looked the same to the casual eye…
I could go on for paragraphs, but the point is it is very hard for even a team of well supplied top notch professionals (which is a very rare thing to encounter in the first place) to manage the level of perfection you seem to expect at any given task. Things go wrong, stuff breaks, the most well meaning and best trained people still zig when they should zag sometimes. If the real world worked as well as you believe it should, then it would be easy enough to sue for a hour’s long power outage or a TV schedule being wrong or whatever, because we would all be so used to everything working properly and expect it to be an easy state to achieve, we would all be having meltdowns whenever something did happen.
Don’t get me wrong here, I am not trying to bash you or get you down, but if you continue to pursue this definition of insanity thing where you keep expecting the world to not be the same thing it has been in all of recorded history, you will never be done complaining about reality. You will only be hurting yourself. I dunno what else to tell you. Living life always blowing your top and going into conspiracy theory mode whenever anything you don’t like happens cannot be good for you. You seem like a very high strung cat that cannot handle any changes to its routine and blames its owner or any other humans around for everything.
To go off on a related tangent, honestly, every so often when I consider all the moving parts a car contains and the stresses inflicted on them, how poorly and how little most people maintain theirs, I find it incredibly amazing how long they last and how rarely they actually break down. I mean, there are cars that not only are older than their drivers, but I imagine may even have more hours on the road than their drivers have been alive. When you think about all of the potential points of failure, it almost seems a miracle anyone would willingly involve themselves with such a dangerous piece of equipment that could have a catastrophic malfunction at any time.
@ gss ex noob
Ooh; thank you. I’m not sure I understand the reference. But I like Sir Ian; so I’m very flattered by that whatever it is!
@ mostly_lurking
Indeed. I’m always amazed by sculpture. Was it Michelangelo who said sculpting was easy? You just have to chip away the bits that don’t look like the subject matter.
I suspect there’s a bit more to it than that!
@ .45
And that they were all sourced from the lowest bidder. 🙂
Stuff like this is very reassuring though
@ .45,
I don’t think I’d even noticed the given time-span when I first read the comment you’re responding to. I agree with you that 6 outages in 3 years is actually awesome. Where I live we easily have 6 or more outages per winter, and it’s not unusual for them to last most of a day. Put it this way: having a woodstove is prudent where I am (and common), because you will absolutely spend at least a couple days a winter cooking, warming your wash water, and heating your house with it. Heck, our power flickers on and off during thunderstorms…
@.45
Oh, yes. I’m in an engineering group for maintaining cranes (and some other stuff) and yeah. Things break.
The best maintenance program in the world cannot stop fatigue on a material level. Plastics, rubbers, metals subject to bending reversals, paint coatings…
…all those are still going to happen. I swear we’re doing touchup paint and rust prevention all the time.
Some metal things get massively ‘oversized’ to make their fatigue life be longer than their expected service life, but that doesn’t help keep the shaft seals good for that long! And alignments, end gaps, contamination, oil leaks, air leaks, all these things can still happen.
And then older equipment has obsolete replacement parts and argh.
Oh, I’m not expecting perfection. I’m just expecting that they can do as good a job in 2021 as they did in 2020. Nothing they haven’t already proven is within their capacity.
Where are the people who say they get many hours-long outages every year? I’m guessing rural, served by overhead lines, and maybe in the US or the third world?
Machinery ages. People make mistakes. Damage cascades. Wear and tear happens. And maintenance is insufficient to keep it at bay. This is why cars, computers, refrigerators, washing machines, and all sorts of other mechanical and electrical appliances have lifetimes. Even if you treat them well and care for them, their components will decay. Only a complete overhaul or replacement will keep things working. Even a complete replacement of equipment has possibilities for failure during installation. It’s just not reasonable to expect all machinery to work at the same level all the time.
@ Surplus
You expect the same level of service with the assumption that absolutely nothing has changed in the last few years that could possibly affect anything even related?
And yep, I’m in the middle of the US. Apparently we have worse service than you. Somehow we survive. Stuff happens, life is a full contact sport.
And those things should happen roughly equally from year to year.
Wear and tear is cumulative. It’s why after 5 years a laptop is considered obsolete. It’s how catastrophic material failure happens (nothing visible for years and then suddenly a steel beam collapses).
Surplus, I’m in Canada, just like you. Semi-rural, mix of overhead and buried power lines. Lengthy outages are pretty common. (The community pulls together and we get through, though.)
Your comment seemed dismissive and condescending to me. And I’ll assume it’s due to a lack of knowledge on your part rather than any prejudice, but “third world”? Really?
https://www.npr.org/sections/goatsandsoda/2021/01/08/954820328/memo-to-people-of-earth-third-world-is-an-offensive-term
That would apply if we were discussing a single, isolated machine, rather than something much larger like a power grid. There one expects individual parts to fail here and there on a daily basis, even if a given single one lasts years between failures; but for failover capacity and redundancy to limit the visible fallout to end-users, even while maintenance people are kept busy. And one expects these things to average out across the whole extent of the system, as well as from year to year.
Think of a six foot wave in a bathtub vs. on the ocean. In the bathtub, it’s a catastrophe. Your whole bathroom is a huge mess now. On the other hand it is not even noticed much on the ocean, which is covered in waves many of them quite a bit larger than that.
Big systems are also supposed to be resilient systems, with so many parts and enough redundancy that it smooths out the effects of individual component failures.
In fact, the owners of these things are counting on it, because it’s easy to plan and budget if the maintenance costs, the repair costs, and the lost revenues from outages tend to be similar from year to year, but if they vary wildly from year to year there’d be major problems. The 1998 ice storm gave them, and their insurers, fits because it was such a huge outlier. Weather is the big X-factor because a huge, costly storm can throw all of that averaging into a cocked hat. That ocean with its expanse of waves that averages out to being smooth on large time and distance scales isn’t so tidy anymore when a hurricane forms.
But the recent incident did not correspond to any major multi-day excursion of the weather, so remains unexplained.
As does another peculiar thing: that a bunch of people most of whom seem to espouse some degree of economically-left, often downright socialist political position, who normally support the little guy, suddenly are in the giant megacorps’ corner instead if that little guy just so happens to be me on a particular occasion. Here you are now, defending the besmirched honor of my local hydro monopoly when I dare to criticize it and suggest that it might not be playing fair with its customers!
Meanwhile, which community in Canada is this one that gets a lot worse hydro service but where the community pulls together? Where I am, a small city of about 20,000, seems as thoroughly atomized and isolating as, well, everywhere else in this shitty neoliberal political era.
Two or three of over an hour and several 5 to 20 minute outages per year are normal here. Here being the fourth largest city in the western world.
@Surplus:
I’m sure there are plenty of things that large corporations are doing that cut corners. But my issue (and the reason I’ve commented) is because you seem to be adamant in the belief that they’re out to get you in particular. Everyone wants to provide you with subpar services or make your life difficult. It feels like at least once a week there is someone you want to sue or contact to get things back to how it was and force some company to stop messing with your service or life. You seem to be always ascribing malice to things that can better be explained by incompetence, penny pinching, random chance, and an unequal economic system. Your insistence that someone is out there doing this on purpose stops you from accepting help or suggestions that others offer to alleviate the issues at a level that you can do yourself.
To address your specific argument about fail-safes and averages, those fail-safes are working. There’s a reason it was just your block or neighborhood and not the entire region serviced by the power grid. Residential neighborhoods are more likely to fail than areas with hospitals because there are more back ups around hospitals.
And regarding waves, sure a 6 foot wave in an ocean isn’t much. But put together enough of those waves and let random chance play into it and those waves may synchronize and resonate against one another. And then you’ve got a hurricane.
You know what? I feel like I’ve been pretty patient and sympathetic to you, over time on here. And yet you’re pretty consistently rude and dismissive – not just to me, not even mainly to me, but to many commenters. If you treat people offline the way you treat people online, you might want to consider how that affects other people’s desire to be around you.
I’m on the East Coast. Not willing to give more detail online. When we had a multiple-day power outage after a major, catastrophic blizzard one winter, people were bringing food to neighbours, using their chainsaws to free up blocked driveways where large branches had fallen, and just generally checking in to make sure folks were ok. Your condescending bafflement about how communities can take care of each other (note I am NOT saying this means the POLITICAL situation is fine and dandy) reflects on you and your worldview, not on us.
@ Threp,
Yup. Not just us hicks. ?
@ Surplus to Requirements:
…I don’t even know how to hold down a normal conversation…
We’ve noticed.
@Mostly Lurking
There’s that. Not a whole lot more to tell, only someone else who lived there had invited a couple of friends for the same reason without coordinating it, and eventually the other two housemates became involved. The following morning I woke up next to one of the latter pair, and we’ve been together since, about 15 years now.
There was no condescending bafflement. Just curiosity as to why your community behaves so differently from my “community”. All I’ve ever known is isolation, pretty much, outside of family anyway. People interact with me in mostly impersonal ways: transactional (as at the store checkout and the like), generally impersonal (nod when passing, etc.), a few as friendly acquaintance, and plenty as opportunistic dickheads taking cheap shots or similar behavior. I can barely get my own needs met and I have little or no margin for error in a bunch of areas. I’m pretty much on my own. Nobody has my back. Ever.
@Dalillama; @Mostly Lurking:
There’s that. Not a whole lot more to tell, only someone else who lived there had invited a couple of friends for the same reason without coordinating it, and eventually the other two housemates became involved. The following morning I woke up next to one of the latter pair, and we’ve been together since, about 15 years now.
Ohmygod, you were roommates! And there was only one bed!
In short: Dalillama’s Meet Cute is a fanfic.
@ Surplus
It isn’t that we are calling the power companies the most trustworthy and kind hearted organizations on the planet, it is just that we don’t see any reason to believe it is a malicious act or that there is anything we can do about it. (And you seem to frequently assume malice and want us to give you legal advice for something that will be laughed out of court.) Stuff happens. Going the sue happy “Karen” route is just a waste of time and raises your blood pressure over circumstances that are hardly unique to you. I really don’t want to tell you that you need to learn to be more like other people, but other people complain and let it go, not obsess over legal action.
Honestly, I don’t know what you are struggling with, but it seems to me you have serious depression issues and feel like you are completely powerless, at the whim of whatever force decides to mess with you on any given day. The part that makes you come into conflict with the people here is about how you seem to think you are the only person experiencing these forces and it is a deliberate act by these forces, instead of simply an imperfect world filled with assholes and clueless people, in addition to Mother Nature, entropy, and a whole host of powers the most powerful nations in the world can’t do anything about. (Man, I love me a run-on sentence.)
As for nobody ever having your back, well, I don’t like saying this here, as I don’t want to give out too many identifying characteristics, but maybe a little background on me might help you, I dunno.
I was raised homeschooled, with actually very little schooling involved. I was taught the rest of the world was amoral and I should avoid making friends, dating was practically considered a war crime, etc, etc. I was basically brainwashed for twenty years, and when I got out into the world I was like a zoo animal released into the wild with some bizarre expectations that I would readily and easily find a way to succeed in a life I had practically no experience in living.
I went on a downward spiral for quite a few years, unable to relate to people or make friends. I had been assured by my parents that I was better than everyone else, smarter, morally superior, and I could do anything. I couldn’t even manage a bit of small talk with college classmates or do my job properly for love nor money.
I crashed. I had suffered from depression for about as long as I could remember already (turns out friends and social contact is something most of our species finds extremely important for mental and emotional health, go figure), and my utter failure to live up to my parents expections or any standards in society made it all worse.
Although I had tried early on to take some chances and try to make friends when I got into college, the failures pushed me back into the belief system I was taught. The problem was that people were amoral assholes focused on all the wrong things, like hanging out with friends, having fun, drinking, dating, sexing, whatever. Worst of all, they didn’t even realize it, even when I so charmingly pointed it out to their face. They didn’t make sense.
It took me years to realize it wasn’t the rest of the world that didn’t make sense, it was me that didn’t make sense. Many of the assumptions I had about the world were the product of parents in a struggling marriage who eventually came to change their views before I did. (A confusing state of affairs when I was being encouraged to do things that previously were the most unimaginable sins.)
This long rambling thing was sparked by your belief that the world is wrong and against you, something that I had similar beliefs for many years. But I am slowly, way too slowly for my taste, working my way out of it, and learning to embrace life. (Now I’m a sappy greeting card…) I think you can too, but I don’t know how to help you with that. It seems like whenever anyone disagrees with your rants you are dead set on proving to everyone here (the rest of the world) that they don’t make sense. Have you considered, even just for a little bit, that maybe it is you that doesn’t make sense? That you are prioritizing things that ultimately don’t matter that much? That maybe there is a bit of wisdom in the senseless things people do?
I’ll leave you with one last question that occurred to me when reading your last message: You talk of nobody having your back. Whose back do you have?
@Full Metal Ox
Nah, I was still living with my recently ex-spouse at the time, I didn’t move in there for like two weeks I think.
Surplus, you deserve to be treated with dignity and respect no matter what, just as every person does…but have you considered that if you’re not being treated with warmer emotions than that, emotions like affection, friendliness, and enthusiasm, it might be due to how you treat people? Do you force others to make the first move, and are you bitter if they don’t? Do you lash out when people try to help you?
I’m not sure it does, really. I’m sure there are people in my community who feel isolated and alone. I think that’s true of every community. I will say, though, that whenever I’ve reached out for help, I’ve been given it. And I try to give it whenever I’m able. And I think that’s what I’ve observed happening, for example when pretty much my whole neighbourhood turned out to help after the blizzard. I bet your community has those informal networks of connection and support too. If you’re not included in them, have you tried to give before you expect to receive…or complain when what you receive isn’t perfect?
This isn’t meant as respectability politics. I certainly know that you can’t be nice at someone who oppresses you until they stop oppressing you. But what you’re dealing with – the sense of loneliness, the lack of friends – that’s not capital-o Oppression. It’s awful, but it’s not systemically enforced. I’ve seen you reject, sometimes quite rudely, offers of help and support on here. I have a hard time believing you’re completely different offline than online.
What I deeply, sincerely believe to be true – what I’ve experienced – is that we all have something to offer, and that this act of offering and reaching out is essential to our humanity. We need, as humans, to find ways to reach out to the people around us. Hope comes from action, not the other way around. The act of reaching out to help – and even a smile can be charity – brings hope even if it’s not reciprocated. You seem very hopeless, and I worry about you.
This became an unintended essay, so that’s it from me.