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Men’s Rights activists and other manosphere misogynists may not have sweeties to send Valentine’s Day cards to. but no worries! Here’s a selection of cards they can send to each other.
Here’s one for tradcom-hating MRAs to send to their married pals:
Here’s one for the MGTOW on your list:
Here are a couple that the Pickup Artists might appreciate. The first one isn’t too far off from one of Roosh’s favorite “seduction” strategies.
This next one, well, it represents what everyone other than PUAs think of PUAs.
Here’ are a couple for incels, who would prefer it if the girls they “love” couldn’t get away.
Here, though, is the card they all truly deserve:
Happy Valentine’s day to everyone but these creeps!
And if you prefer your Valentine’s cards to be more meaty, take a look here.
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I am endlessly confused by why these really existed. Under what circumstances where they actually given?
“Oh, hello! I just want to give you a Valentines card and ask you if… no, wait! Stop! Why are you running? Why are you running?!”
I believe some people here like cats…
@ Alan
Jorts the Cat would probably tell you he’d rather talk to Cupid and learn things from him. Because Jorts is a precious cinnamon roll. Also a union supporter.
@Big Titty Demon
School, for some of them. I’ve recognised a few over the years from either David’s collections of images or one of the innumerable funny old valentine card listicles that were popular back around 2010 as ones that were in Valentines packs of cards you were supposed to give to your classmates back in the 60s / 70s.
A tradition that I’m really, really happy has seemed to have died out completely.
Edit to add: VP, we’ve got our fingers crossed here for you. May it be good news.
Threp:
So I presume the designers of these cards were striving for humor, or at least novelty? Just throwing everything on the wall?
The wolf one is far more diplomatic than I would be. And an insult to an animal that historically already suffered from a bad reputation, though that has gotten somewhat better the past decades.
As for the last one: That dog deserves a better owner by implication.
@Lumipuna
The ones I recall best were from the very early 70s, and I think it were less designers throwing everything at the wall and more ingesting all the acid the nation provided. They were very, very odd. Really cheap, too, the paper was wierd and stank if it got wet.
Well, everything except good taste.
Ah yes, I remember kids sending Valentine cards in primary school back in the 60s (the only time in my life I’ve sent one!). But my memory is that we had to make our own cards, as a class exercise, which makes it even weirder.
That dude in the last one really needs to re-think what he’s feeding his dog.
When I gave out Valentine’s cards in class in the late 60s/early 70s, there were no meat-related ones, or MRA ones. Just sugary (often literally) little verses appropriate to young children, or themed ones using the pop culture of the time.
Being a nerd, I think I gave out Star Trek animated series ones one year, and space/Moon related ones during the Apollo era. Mostly they were generically Hallmark.
As a British child spending a couple of terms in an American school in the late sixties I was absolutely mortified to arrive on Valentines Day to find my desk piled with cards from what seemed like everyone else in the class. Not knowing of the tradition I had none to give, it instilled in me a hate of the whole send everyone a card for [insert holiday] that I have never got over. I can’t say I remember the cards themselves, so I’ve no idea if they were like these ones.
Thank you for reminding me of that traumatic event /s (it was embarrassing, not traumatising, but one must exaggerate for effect no?)
Proof that the sexist attitudes these douchebags flaunt have been around for a while, except now they encourage each other to go on mass shootings rather than just send crappy cards.
@Alan
You know what we like.
Happy Discount Chocolate Day, everyone!
@Jazzlet (nice name):
Ah, in America it’s basically “Hallmark Tax Day”. America never passes up an opportunity to funnel a lot of money to one or another favored business entity, as you’ve no doubt discovered.
Meanwhile, Trudeau appears poised to emulate papa in dealing with the honking menace. But it’s also been subjected to some rather inventive trolling by the grassroots:
https://www.alternet.org/2022/02/freedom-convoy-2656662225/
I must admit I am somewhat curious to turn the page and see what happens next, even though I fear that a page or two later will be “Chapter XXXVIII: World War 3 Begins” or something to that effect. Or maybe “The Fall and Rise of the Third Reich”?
Thank you StR, it’s one of the pet names our first dog ended up with, she was called Jazz 🙂
@Surplus: That Alternet story led me to another, about how the Bengals could still win the Super Bowl if Mike Pence stepped in (hee) and one dragging the NY Post for being shocked, shocked! that Snoop Dogg rolled himself a fatty before the halftime show.
Because nobody ever knew Snoop smoked dope! (Or that it’s legal where he did it)