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  • Apr 29
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    I meannnnnnn can you blame them?

  • insertcoolnamehere

    I meannnnnnn can you blame them?

  • lets just rename rhis sxn to twitter 3 days later

  • Apr 29
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    Still time to delete this

  • save us op

  • Apr 29
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    dont care im gay

    thats on yall

  • Apr 29
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    insertcoolnamehere

    I meannnnnnn can you blame them?

    I blame the internet, mostly

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    fancy lacriminal

    Still time to delete this

    Oh, so we're pretending it's not happening, got it

  • Apr 29

    They gotta deal with broccoli heads and p*** staches every single day

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    Uh oh, mods are gonna lock this come morning

    I want to tell you guys about the reality of having lived four decades of silent virtuous pain and never having your humanity and desirability recognized. It’s not that I haven’t done the intellectual labor to empathize with the broadest possible spectrum of female perspectives, I’ve read Sanger and Friedan and MacKinnon and Dworkin and Firestone and Faludi and Winterson and Butler and Solanas and Schulman and hooks and Greer. I understand them, and they perhaps understand the viewpoint of the patriarchy and its beneficiaries; but what have any of them read to understand us? Where in the archive do we even exist? My entire life I’ve been nothing but useful to women, selfless to the point that when I die my entire being will evaporate without residue, with no one left to know what I’ve had to endure absolutely by myself. Think of all the times you’ve been ill, with no one to bring you soup. Those nights you wake in the dark full of fear with no one to talk to. Every unshared bed. Every expired condom. Those couples you see everywhere, laughing and going home and f***ing in every conceivable position: it will never be you. It will never be you. This is why people are wrong that they haven’t stolen anything from us: They’ve stolen our lives, our happiness. Our future and the people in it. You will never have a woman, and you will never have a son. Women’s f***ed-up preferences may have been ingrained there by the patriarchy, but women, as moral agents fully equal to men, are no less responsible for them, and I will not infantilize them by claiming otherwise. Me, I’ve done more than my part: I’ve actively combated misogyny both in the world and within myself, tithed monthly to Planned Parenthood, marched and canvassed and fundraised and posted for women’s rights. I’m commitment-friendly, prosperous, successful, not ugly, in fact a solid eight from the neck up and nipples down, six-inch p**** from base of shaft, high sperm count and seminal motility, +7° canthal tilt and 14.6 inch biacromial breadth, veritably a straight flush of stable-pair-bonding qualities, AND I have never ONCE catcalled, gaslit, interrupted, or mansplained, taking every single rejection in stride without any social support, no shared costs, inside jokes, pet names, intimate confessions, indeed any fond romantic memories whatsoever, none of the bliss of puppy love unspoiled by bitterness, the naïve love that knows no betrayal, nor trusting companionship that weathers hate and temptation, nobody waking up nestled in your elbow, no one to try new restaurants or take selfies or travel with, to say nothing of the conveniences, stability, and tax breaks enjoyed by the conjugal, on top of enduring the only real stigma that exists anymore, the only one that makes you less dignified for being honest about it: BACHELORHOOD. I’ve never complained, objected, or harassed anyone all these years no matter how cruel or senseless the rejection, if anything I enabled their rejections, and even took it as my duty. Which is all the more insidious, actually, that they convinced us to normalize and accept this, become complicit in our own oppression by pretending it’s not happening or doesn’t matter, or even if it is happening and does matter, you deserve it: that’s right, THEY are gaslighting YOU, all to absolve themselves of guilt, at the meager cost of our lives. We are made to eternally repent for the sins of the worst men, while those very same men reap the benefits of our care and counsel. And we are not even humored to speak on the matter. For they have built a cunning trap, a rhetorical kill switch, where if you try to speak up for them, they say Stay in your lane!, and if you say nothing, they say Silence is violence! Indicted from birth, lashed forever to the rack of apology, never forgiven much less rewarded, regardless of action or intent—do you see how they have made our existence impossible? This, after all we’ve sacrificed for them; I would have died for them if they’d asked, I would have thrown my bleeding body on the barricades of the patriarchy, and they would have let me do it, indifferently accepting my death as their due, with not a punctum of guilt as they go off to bed and wed my murderers. That is the long con, their big lie. By now my bachelorhood, and yours, cannot be ascribed to circumstance or bad luck, only injustice. We must reject it. Like my many, many female friends themselves always used to say, nothing’s wrong with me, any woman would have been lucky to have me, I’ve only asked for the same modest redamancy that everyone else - including chauvinists, liars, addicts, narcissists, abusers, rapists, and low-IQ men- enjoys everywhere. I’d be the last to demand any special treatment for my actual, unselfish, principled feminism, and to be sure, no specific woman is required to be attracted to us... but the fact that not one has been, out of billions, is proof of a categorical failure, a mass abrogation of the social contract by the legions of treacherous, evasive, giggling yeastbuckets. I have always, always been there for women. When have they ever been there for us?

  • Apr 29
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    All the negatives are less then 40%

    That's basically a coin flip man wtf you talking about

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    fun guy

    Uh oh, mods are gonna lock this come morning

    I want to tell you guys about the reality of having lived four decades of silent virtuous pain and never having your humanity and desirability recognized. It’s not that I haven’t done the intellectual labor to empathize with the broadest possible spectrum of female perspectives, I’ve read Sanger and Friedan and MacKinnon and Dworkin and Firestone and Faludi and Winterson and Butler and Solanas and Schulman and hooks and Greer. I understand them, and they perhaps understand the viewpoint of the patriarchy and its beneficiaries; but what have any of them read to understand us? Where in the archive do we even exist? My entire life I’ve been nothing but useful to women, selfless to the point that when I die my entire being will evaporate without residue, with no one left to know what I’ve had to endure absolutely by myself. Think of all the times you’ve been ill, with no one to bring you soup. Those nights you wake in the dark full of fear with no one to talk to. Every unshared bed. Every expired condom. Those couples you see everywhere, laughing and going home and f***ing in every conceivable position: it will never be you. It will never be you. This is why people are wrong that they haven’t stolen anything from us: They’ve stolen our lives, our happiness. Our future and the people in it. You will never have a woman, and you will never have a son. Women’s f***ed-up preferences may have been ingrained there by the patriarchy, but women, as moral agents fully equal to men, are no less responsible for them, and I will not infantilize them by claiming otherwise. Me, I’ve done more than my part: I’ve actively combated misogyny both in the world and within myself, tithed monthly to Planned Parenthood, marched and canvassed and fundraised and posted for women’s rights. I’m commitment-friendly, prosperous, successful, not ugly, in fact a solid eight from the neck up and nipples down, six-inch p**** from base of shaft, high sperm count and seminal motility, +7° canthal tilt and 14.6 inch biacromial breadth, veritably a straight flush of stable-pair-bonding qualities, AND I have never ONCE catcalled, gaslit, interrupted, or mansplained, taking every single rejection in stride without any social support, no shared costs, inside jokes, pet names, intimate confessions, indeed any fond romantic memories whatsoever, none of the bliss of puppy love unspoiled by bitterness, the naïve love that knows no betrayal, nor trusting companionship that weathers hate and temptation, nobody waking up nestled in your elbow, no one to try new restaurants or take selfies or travel with, to say nothing of the conveniences, stability, and tax breaks enjoyed by the conjugal, on top of enduring the only real stigma that exists anymore, the only one that makes you less dignified for being honest about it: BACHELORHOOD. I’ve never complained, objected, or harassed anyone all these years no matter how cruel or senseless the rejection, if anything I enabled their rejections, and even took it as my duty. Which is all the more insidious, actually, that they convinced us to normalize and accept this, become complicit in our own oppression by pretending it’s not happening or doesn’t matter, or even if it is happening and does matter, you deserve it: that’s right, THEY are gaslighting YOU, all to absolve themselves of guilt, at the meager cost of our lives. We are made to eternally repent for the sins of the worst men, while those very same men reap the benefits of our care and counsel. And we are not even humored to speak on the matter. For they have built a cunning trap, a rhetorical kill switch, where if you try to speak up for them, they say Stay in your lane!, and if you say nothing, they say Silence is violence! Indicted from birth, lashed forever to the rack of apology, never forgiven much less rewarded, regardless of action or intent—do you see how they have made our existence impossible? This, after all we’ve sacrificed for them; I would have died for them if they’d asked, I would have thrown my bleeding body on the barricades of the patriarchy, and they would have let me do it, indifferently accepting my death as their due, with not a punctum of guilt as they go off to bed and wed my murderers. That is the long con, their big lie. By now my bachelorhood, and yours, cannot be ascribed to circumstance or bad luck, only injustice. We must reject it. Like my many, many female friends themselves always used to say, nothing’s wrong with me, any woman would have been lucky to have me, I’ve only asked for the same modest redamancy that everyone else - including chauvinists, liars, addicts, narcissists, abusers, rapists, and low-IQ men- enjoys everywhere. I’d be the last to demand any special treatment for my actual, unselfish, principled feminism, and to be sure, no specific woman is required to be attracted to us... but the fact that not one has been, out of billions, is proof of a categorical failure, a mass abrogation of the social contract by the legions of treacherous, evasive, giggling yeastbuckets. I have always, always been there for women. When have they ever been there for us?

    Bro ain't nobody reading this whether it's a copypasta or not

  • More for me

  • have you ever interacted with men

  • I agree with the women

  • Apr 29
    Emotion

    All the negatives are less then 40%

    That's basically a coin flip man wtf you talking about

    When it comes to surveys, a 22 point gap in positive, and 14 point gap in negative is actually quite significant

  • Apr 29
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    Jonboi

    Oh, so we're pretending it's not happening, got it

    ok I'mma take you seriously for a sec: why do you think women hate men?

  • Apr 29
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    numbers dont mean anything if you dont interpret them so i'm curious as to what you think this means or what should be done about it op

  • Apr 29
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    fancy lacriminal

    ok I'mma take you seriously for a sec: why do you think women hate men?

    I think the internet is the main driver of this gap. I'm not saying women’s experiences aren’t real, or men can't be s***ty, but social media disproportionately shows the worst versions of men and repeats them nonstop.

    That turns “some bad experiences” into “this is what men are like,” which is a distortion.

    You can see the same process in reverse in male spaces about women.

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    CGI Dog

    numbers dont mean anything if you dont interpret them so i'm curious as to what you think this means or what should be done about it op

    I think women are being radicalized online. What could be done about it is we could call it out and have conversations like this, the same way we do for men's radicalization.

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    cant relate

    women love me, sorry

  • Jonboi

    I think women are being radicalized online. What could be done about it is we could call it out and have conversations like this, the same way we do for men's radicalization.

    I think

    when i was sleeping on the train

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