Copypasted from my facebook:
So yeah, elephant in the room time. Let’s talk about the misogynistic asswaffle that killed the 6 people and wounded 7 more in San Bernadino.
Dude was a Men’s Rights Activist, and he was also a regular on PUAHate, which is “Pick Up Artist Hate” — a message board for men that had spent lots of money on Pick Up Artist seminars and books and shit to “coerce” women into having sex with them, failed, and wanted to vent about what bitches women are and how the expensive magic tickets to pussy they spent so much time and money on didn’t work for them. PUA stuff is repulsive; it often includes stuff like “negging” which means insulting and treating women like shit and expecting them to think that the man is “Alpha-male as fuck” and dropping everything to have sex with him. The murderer often used the term alpha-male in his videos and manifesto.
If you’re ever wanting to get nauseated from reading stuff on the internet, check out the Men’s Rights subreddit, it’s truly a cesspool. (And I’m not going to link it here.)
Anyway, shithead was fully immersed in a culture of absolute, seething hatred of women for their being autonomous. He was convinced of the existence of the “Friendzone” — the imaginary “zone” that women put men that like them into to deny them sex and still keep them around. The thing is, a) just because you’re hanging out with a woman and being nice to them doesn’t entitle you to sex, and b) if you’re hanging out with a woman and being nice to her solely for the purpose of getting your dick wet, you’re an awful friend.
Assmaster here was an entitlement bitch. He felt entitled to lose his virginity because he thought he was a “supreme nice guy” and deserved women throwing their vaginae at him for basically existing. The societal pressure on him, and on men, to lose their virginity and “BECOME A MAN!” or whatever, is a product of patriarchy — the same patriarchy that puts societal pressure on women to stay precious virgins AT ALL COSTS so that they can give their virginity as a gift to their deserving husband on their wedding night. It’s the same patriarchy that calls women sluts and whores for having sex, and high-fives men for doing the same. It makes Dads over-protective, shotgun-wielding threats to their daughter’s dates, and makes them give their sons pep-talks to get out there and bang some chicks.
This is a ridiculous double-standard, and that, and dickwads like loser here, are why the world needs feminism.
There’s a hashtag on twitter that started yesterday,https://twitter.com/search?q=%23yesallwomen&src=typd — #YesAllWomen— and it’s hard to read, and difficult to swallow, but it’s necessary to get the point across: “Not ALL men do stuff like this guy” is not helping. “Yes ALL women” feel menaced by men, “Yes ALL women” get harassed on the street, “Yes ALL women” are victims of the ridiculous double-standards of sexism and misogyny. If you’re a man, I suggest reading it, not defending, and just soaking it all in. If you’re a woman, I suggest reading it, and commiserating or adding in your experiences.
Misogyny and sexism are rampant in this world, and, to quote patrickat, “Think of where the human race could be right now if we hadn’t spent the better part of history refusing half the population a contribution.”
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“Well girls, keep that in mind next time your friendzone somebody!”
THIS IS A TERROR CAMPAIGN
YOU’RE TELLING US YOU’LL LITERALLY MURDER US IF WE DON’T SPREAD OUR LEGS FOR YOU OR IF WE DON’T DATE YOU
THAT’S IT THAT’S THE WHOLE MESSAGE
YOU WANT US TO LIVE IN FEAR AND WE SURE DO
I WANT TO FUCKING CRY
Take boots, for example. [Vimes] earned thirty-eight dollars a month plus allowances. A really good pair of leather boots cost fifty dollars. But an affordable pair of boots, which were sort of OK for a season or two and then leaked like hell when the cardboard gave out, cost about ten dollars. Those were the kind of boots Vimes always bought, and wore until the soles were so thin that he could tell where he was in Ankh-Morpork on a foggy night by the feel of the cobbles.
But the thing was that good boots lasted for years and years. A man who could afford fifty dollars had a pair of boots that’d still be keeping his feet dry in ten years’ time, while a poor man who could only afford cheap boots would have spent a hundred dollars on boots in the same time and would still have wet feet.
—Terry Pratchett, Men at Arms (via rascalbot)
This is how it is really expensive to be poor.
your bra strap is showing please hide it because it is suggestive. also your boobs are producing lumps in your shirt please hide them. your butt is in the same situation please get rid of it. also your legs. your arms. your face.
I can see your feet and it’s very distracting and slightly arousing.
The premise of minimum wage, when it was introduced, was that a single wage earner should be able to own a home and support a family. That was what it was based on; a full time job, any job, should be able to accomplish this.
The fact people scoff at this idea if presented nowadays, as though the people that ring up your groceries or hand you your burgers don’t deserve the luxury of a home and a family, is disgusting.
^^
I’ll reblog this infinitely.
Plus, you know, the people who say minimum wage should not be raised often claim that by doing so, jobs will be cut. Utterly neglecting the fact that many people who earn minimum wage work two and three jobs in order to make ends meet — and that raising the minimum wage would allow those people to only work ONE job, thereby ‘releasing’ the other jobs they work to other people, effectively increasing the number of available jobs.
…we had a super dog before we had a super girl, which is pretty much the history of gender dynamics in superhero comics in one sentence.
A word about bronies.
So I just got back last night from a brony convention in San Francisco. I was working a booth for a vendor friend, and let me tell you what happened:
We met a little girl who was there with her family. She got a button drawn at our booth, told us all about her favorite ponies, and was overall just too damn cute. She had an MLP lanyard filled with pins she’d gotten in the vendor’s room, and gave me a Fluttershy pin because she liked my cosplay. She ended up just hanging out with us for a while and bein’ super cute. We call her Babby because she’s 11 and precious.
The next day, she runs up to the booth, terrified, and asks if she can please hide under our table for a few minutes. Turns out a dude had been following her around the con all day, and tried to get her to come up to his hotel room. Alone. She tells us she thought he was okay at first because he was wearing an MLP shirt, but she didn’t want to go anywhere with him, and he made her uneasy. At one point, after she’d refused, he grabbed her arm in the elevators and tried to get her to follow him. She ran, and now she wants somewhere to hide.
We tell her of course, hurry her behind our booth and fucking station ourselves around her because she’s eleven years old and all of us are prepared to physically attack the human trashheap who tries to fuck with her. We’re all dressed up in wings and ears and we’re 100000% prepared to rip them off and launch across that table to defend this kid. Eventually this very large dude strolls by, very obviously looking around, and she quietly points him out to us. At this point I’m ready to set him on fire, but when I ask if she needs me to go report him, she shakes her head. She doesn’t want to get in trouble, or make anyone mad.
We see him a few more times over the course of the day, because he keeps meandering over to our booth and just casually looking around. Eventually he actually stops to take a flier from our table and asks us a question, and we coldly send him on his way. We start sending a coworker with Babby whenever her parents aren’t around and she wants to go check out artist’s alley or the vendor’s hall. Because otherwise she’s not safe. She can’t run around and freely enjoy a convention about a show aimed at her, because instead of being surrounded by peers she’s somehow surrounded by men who pose a threat to her.
My point here: this is why I fucking hate “bronies.” Because grown-ass men are flooding into a space carved out for children—often little girls—and are making it unsafe for them.
I met a lot of non-awful people there, of course. I met a lot of parents and older siblings. A lot of adorable little boys who were happy to empathize with female characters, and a lot of little kids who wanted a picture with cosplays of their favorite pony. I met a lot of people who were cool and nice and just liked cartoons. I met a male Pinkie Pie cosplayer with a Fluttershy lady-friend who juggled and spun plates and was happy to entertain kids, and were generally just really cool people.
But I also met a lot of skeevy dudebros. A lot of guys in fedoras loudly discussing sexual shit in a room with children. Guys who drew/sold/displayed really fucking inappropriate “fanart,” including gross bodypillows that had no purpose in a little kids’ toy convention. I met a guy who gushed with absolute glee about the pleasure he derives from “corrupting innocence.” I met a lot of people who wanted to take something sweet and nice for children and make it about THEM. A lot of guys who wanted to make it about their dicks. People who made it UNSAFE for the intended audience to even be in attendance.
So yeah. If you call yourself a brony, I’m prolly not gonna trust you. Because I’ve seen y’all in action, and I am not impressed. Frankly I’m infuriated. This is like a bunch of gross neckbeards swarming Disneyland and shoving kids out of the way so they can grope Cinderella, and finding nothing wrong with it because they think they’re entitled to it.
My Little Pony is a really cute show with a lot of nice messages for kids, and gross brony shitweasels are trying to fucking take it from them by force. And I will fight them.
Also, this story has been corroborated by the 4chan news site for /mlp/ (barf) which found proof from the booth owner/Sac Anime rep that there was a little girl who took refuge at the booth that day: http://www.horse-news.net/2014/04/advice-for-babscon-delete-facebook-hit_22.html?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=twitter
Specific cap is here: http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33DSepIPY_I/U1bt46nsXyI/AAAAAAAABbM/QuLagzNWrNA/s1600/1398204976062.jpg
I’ve seen a shitton of people signal boost the fuck out of one version of this post with someone saying that this entire post is made up, when it’s not. And that’s really depressing.
That’s exactly what they said last year, when Mjolkk talked about the harassment she witnessed at EFNW.
Bronies will literally lie about their fandom to make it look better. They will lie about anything. Do not trust anything they say without facts to back it up.
Seems worth noting that the only fallout from this has been that BABSCon has banned Sac Anime from their convention for not having reported this incident to con security when it was happening.
On the one hand, I understand banning Sac Anime for not reporting it, because the predator brony is still on the loose. On the other hand, I think they didn’t report it, and the parents didn’t report it, because they wanted to spare the daughter trauma. It’s still not the right decision to not report it, because, once again, the predator brony is STILL out there, even now, especially when the Sac Anime people could describe the predator brony.
I dunno, man.
Speaking as someone who helps run a convention, and has engaged in the discussions of ‘what the hell do we do about this so-and-so who is messing it up for other people’ — I do not envy them the discussion that led to that decision.
