Siren Song
The following is lifted from an article titled Why Are So Many Smart, Gorgeous Women Single? It’s Almost An Epidemic:
7. We’re Becoming Our Own Husbands.
Thanks to feminism and our ability not only to work but to take on positions of leadership in our careers, women are now able to provide ourselves all the benefits husbands used to provide us. We don’t need a guy to spoil us or buy us a house – we’ve got that locked down already. We don’t even need a husband for kids; if we really want to become mothers, there are ways to achieve that without having to tie the knot with someone we’ll just end up divorcing a few years later.
As Damian Counsell quips in reply,
And you know the worst thing about men these days? Their seemingly endless sense of male entitlement.
Oh, and from the same publication, this.
women are now able to provide ourselves all the benefits husbands used to provide us.
If you think someone spoiling you and buying you a house = ‘all the benefits’ of marriage, then you’re doing it wrong.
If you think someone spoiling you and buying you a house = ‘all the benefits’ of marriage, then you’re doing it wrong.
Well, quite. And note the implication that said house is bought for the woman, as if it were a bribe, rather than, say, a home for both parties, an indicator of a mutual promise.
The phrase that came to mind was fishing with no bait.
’…we’re strong, ambitious and totally self-sufficient. Meanwhile, guys seem to have thrown chivalry and romance out the window…’
Wait, I thought chivalry was what feminists didn’t want? Not for the first time, I’m confused.
Why Are So Many Smart, Gorgeous Women Single? It’s Almost An Epidemic:
a) The entire article is a gigantic exercise in projection;
b) because despite your self delusion this
is neither smart nor gorgeous, and;
c) the cis-white male who invented toilet paper shows it was intended to go over.
Why Are So Many “Smart”, “Gorgeous” Women harridans.
That’s the answer for all these narcissistic, un-self-aware, inflated self view entitled gold digger, social justice warrior all men should shut-up snowflake, metoo my-body baby-killing hypocrite, matriarchal misandryst shrews.
There are women of my acquaintance who declaim, in mixed company, that the reason they are single is that they earn a ‘shit load’ of money and this scares men off.
And all the men are thinking, ‘the reason you’re single is you’re as mad as a snake and your personality is like a toxic waste dump.’
c) the cis-white male who invented toilet paper shows it was intended to go over.
It is the only sane toilet paper orientation. Anything else is madness.
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Smart and gorgeous are terms used to describe attractiveness. Single is a status that, when involuntary, suggests a shortcoming in the realm of attractiveness.
Naturally if a person of a certain stripe thinks of themselves as both smart and gorgeous, yet they find themselves also involuntarily single, the problem must be a shortcoming among the opposite sex.
The only alternatives, after all, are that they aren’t really so smart or gorgeous, or that they cling to certain qualities that are not attractive, or, most dreadful and unthinkable of all, “all of the above”.
It is interesting that there are no comments allowed on the article, which is a tell all by itself
Am I the only one who doesn’t care which way round the sodding toilet paper goes, just as long as there’s some there?
Am I the only one who doesn’t care which way round the sodding toilet paper goes,
We’ll have none of that heresy, if you don’t mind.
Aren’t cats more likely to unravel TP when it’s over and not under?
We’ll have none of that heresy, if you don’t mind.
Heresy? The word you’re looking for is logic.
I picture the author of this piece looking around and seeing all of her “smart, gorgeous” friends being happily married with families and dove into a half-gallon of mint chocolate chip. She’s not explaining a new anthropological phenomenon; she’s trying to talk herself off a ledge.
Heresy? The word you’re looking for is logic.
They are also more likely, as they go for a second round, to have contaminated their walls with fecal matter grabbing with their filthy hands the paper hanging right next to it.
There is your logic.
Heresy? The word you’re looking for is logic.
[ Summons henchlesbians. ]
Intrasexual Competition and the Strong Independent Woman.
Reading the (short) article, I came away confused.
Is the author complaining, bragging, or both?
The tone of the article is reminiscent of the strident feminists who complain concurrently of the glass ceiling and rape, demand that everyone believe any woman about any accusation, and are then baffled that men in business settings will not meet with a woman alone in a closed room.
“Why don’t these potential rapists want to be alone with me?”, they wonder.
Likewise, the author here talks about men solely in terms of them being providers for women. Going out on a limb, perhaps “Why aren’t men interested in being walking wallets for us anymore?” is not the most compelling argument for getting married, in the male view.
’…we’re strong, ambitious and totally self-sufficient. Meanwhile, guys seem to have thrown chivalry and romance out the window…’
No, harpy, you’re brash and aggressive, defensive and thin-skinned, opportunistic and craven, bloodless, and have taken those lovely virtues from fifty years of political manipulation powered by intimidation and caterwauling. Given the social decay in that, comparable guys are apparently only too happy to treat you as the slugs you are. Why shouldn’t they? They’re slugs too.
Enough with the noble integrity of your Great Cause, sister, that sexist superiority and hubris, that false victimhood and spiritual flatness. But, you’ll get what you want, which is a self-absorbed life in only two dimensions.
For hundreds of years men gave you everything. You had one job and with it came one enormous benefit: love. So you threw them both away. The evident fact you hadn’t the character and vision to grasp that is on you.
Yeah but what if there’s a spider.
Bloody roll unders, probably open their eggs from the big end too.
3. OUR STANDARDS ARE HIGH AND THEY’LL STAY THAT WAY.
Apparently they’re blissfully unaware that men have standards too.
if we really want to become mothers, there are ways to achieve that without having to tie the knot with someone we’ll just end up divorcing a few years later.
Wow. She sounds nice.
Wow. She sounds nice.
It doesn’t exactly suggest a congenial personality, no. And I suppose that’s the thing. If you approach dating almost as a chore, with the attitude that men in general are superfluous and disposable, a now-obsolete source of housing and sperm, or worse, as seen here, then it’s likely that any quality suitors will detect that attitude and respond accordingly.
It doesn’t sound like a recipe for a solid relationship, or any kind of lasting happiness.
women are now able to provide ourselves all the benefits husbands used to provide
So we can repeal all those pro-woman laws and programs like Title IX and the EEOC and WIC and the AFDC? It’s not like women need the government to step in and make sure they can get jobs and degrees and such, right?
Apparently they’re blissfully unaware that men have standards too.
Men having standards is misogyny.
if we really want to become mothers, there are ways to achieve that without having to tie the knot with someone we’ll just end up divorcing a few years later.
Not if you’re going to take your mark for everything he has, sweetheart.
More Kavanaugh-inspired hysteria:
The Handmaid’s Tale cosplay is, like so much of postmodern feminist outrage, a dystopian fantasy in search of a reality. Its imaginary universe, of the book and the show, in which men are innately predatory, validates their conviction that Brett Kavanaugh must be guilty, because he is a conservative white Christian man. And they’re all rapists. Just like the oppressors of Gilead in The Handmaid’s Tale… The Handmaid’s Tale is to postmodern feminists what Birth of a Nation was to white nationalists. Both are fantasies by which the powerful justify their oppression by imagining themselves to be powerless…
But The Handmaid’s Tale, a bad book, has always been tainted with pious hypocrisy and bad faith.
Who said love was dead?
https://twitter.com/svershbow/status/1048286595017834496
Men having standards is misogyny.
Heh.
Pour Mr. Piper P a double on my tab.
Pour Mr. Piper P a double on my tab.
Large Babycham coming up.
>Why Are So Many Smart, Gorgeous Women Single?
Because being smart and/or gorgeous does not necessarily make a woman a good partner.
Steve Sailer’s Law of Female Journalism holds true;
“The most heartfelt articles by female journalists tend to be demands that social values be overturned in order that, Come the Revolution, the journalist herself will be considered hotter-looking.”
But
The Handmaid’s Tale, a bad book,Margaret Atwood has always been tainted with pious hypocrisy and bad faith.FTFY.
jabrwok
women are now able to provide ourselves all the benefits husbands used to provide
So we can repeal all those pro-woman laws and programs like Title IX and the EEOC and WIC and the AFDC?
Women are able to provide for themselves because the patriarchy has its thumb on the scales. That would be one of them there “inconvenient truths”.
Men having standards is misogyny.
Men aren’t supposed to think.
Feminism is Islam for Western women.
You will never hear me call myself a Strong Independent Woman (TM), because, as men learned the hard way, that’s code for “I’m crazy.” I’ll just come right out and tell you if I should happen to go crazy. 🤪
Now on to something of real importance. A skunk has moved in under our porch. I can’t ambush and shoot him because we are in town. Do mothballs really persuade them to move elsewhere? If not, can anyone recommend something that does work? I would like to make the area undesirable to skunks in general rather than hiring trappers every year.
re: skunk under the patio.
Beer? It works on slugs, though that might not be relevant. If nothing else, a drunk skunk would be funny! You could record it and put it up on YouTube!:-D
Slugs like beer. I’m looking for something skunks DON’T like.
Large Babycham coming up
Heh…is that anything like Olde Frothingslosh?
http://www.rustycans.com/HISTORY/oldfroth.html
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Regis_Cordic#Olde_Frothingslosh
And mostly just because I was curious, having a second home in the mountains…
https://m.wikihow.com/Get-Rid-of-Skunks
However as we’re veering OT anyways, any advice on bullet caliber that would hold off black bears? Not grizzlies, mind you. Just the eastern USA, usually docile but just to be safe, black bear. Saw one on our walk this morning after being warned by a neighbor last night. We used to have a neighborhood dog who would patrol the neighborhood, known not quite affectionately as Dawg, a shepherd mutt of sorts who didn’t really belong to anyone. Different people would feed him and one nieghbor mostly looked after him but didn’t really own him. But since he has had to go away to the happy, happy doggie farm, far far away we’ve had deer moving in and eating garden plants and such and now this black bear is scavenging. Not necessarily looking to kill it but the wife walks the neighborhood alone a good bit and I’m thinking it might be good for her to have something more than a stick, just in case.
Not necessarily looking to kill it but the wife walks the neighborhood alone a good bit and I’m thinking it might be good for her to have something more than a stick, just in case.
Your choice is killing it, or pissing it off. Opt for killing it. That said, almost any center fire rifle cartridge (except maybe .30 M1 Carbine) will work depending on where you hit it, so go for the biggest thing in the arsenal, and no FMJ. A handgun against anything but a bear but a cub is a last ditch thing, but the caliber best start with a 4 and not be in millimeters.
Totally OT but squeee time for me as my inner 12 y/o delighted while I watched SpaceX launch online then running out to the front lawn and watching it in the western sky!!
if we really want to become mothers
If you’re rejecting that the best way to raise children is in a home with both a MOTHER and FATHER, then get your tubes tied. You failed the test.
It is the only sane toilet paper orientation. Anything else is madness.
When one has very small children and kittens, the over position is an invitation to madness.
(kids are grown, cats are seniors & more interested in naps in the sun so over-position has resumed its rightful place)
Your choice is killing it, or pissing it off.
FWIW, I second Farnsworth on this. Further, I’d question going the firearms route at all if you don’t want to kill it. Better to just get some cayenne pepper bear spray which is more likely to be effective against black bears anyway. (I carry both Counter Assault Grizzly spray and an S&W 69 Combat in .44 mag when we’re out west. I’ve had two bear encounters, the closest (black) at 20 feet in Glacier N.P. The bear walked across a trail I was on in front me, looked at me and then kept walking, so I didn’t use the spray or the S&W. )
The real problem is that your bear is getting used to or is already used to scavenging food from human areas. Better to get a larger dog which is well-trained to accompany the missus on her walks. But, YMMV as the cool kids say.
I think sporting-goods stores in bear areas sell a bear-repellent spray.
Darleen, the video is very cool. In 1969, my dad was employed by Military Industrial Complex and worked on the space program. He pulled my brother and me out of school because he scored an invitation to watch Apollo 10 lift off from the VIP section. We were several rows behind Spiro Agnew and I got to shake hands with Jimmy Doolittle. After we left for Florida, my teacher told the class where I was for a week. When I got back, I was the class hero. It was as if I’d flown into space myself.
Blasey Fraud’s Palo Alto University. Heh.
Ok, R Sherman, that is ALL kinds of cool beans!! You’re my hero, too!
I remember my grade school classrooms and how the teachers of the era set up the classroom. One corner was the “President’s corner” usually with portraits of Washington & Lincoln and the current president with quotes, facts and mini-bios. But another corner was dedicated to the space race and featured whatever space program was current. I grew up watching the corner change from Mercury to Gemini to Apollo.
In reference to the toilet paper dispute. There is no question that roll-under is the only rational approach if there is a cat in the area.
Speaking of unhappy women, meet Catie and Ariel.
Via Orwell & Goode.
What I found astonishing about the Handmaid’s Tale (on TV, haven’t read the book) was that it’s a good approximation of the life of the average Filipina housemaid in Saudi Arabia, but for some reason everyone was speaking English and wearing colorful uniforms.
if we really want to become mothers, there are ways to achieve that without having to tie the knot with someone we’ll just end up divorcing a few years later.
She should just have a big sign that says AVOID.
She should just have a big sign that says AVOID.
As we’ve seen many times, feminists tend to give terrible, potentially ruinous, advice, and often encourage the cultivation of an attitude that’s somewhere between the clownishly obnoxious and the almost sociopathic.
To then bemoan the difficulty in finding agreeable men is… almost funny.
Awesome, smart, single women:
” We don’t need no stinkin’ men!”
There’s a meme for all reasons.
Heh, forgot about the pepper spray option, which given my wife, dangerous things, mechanical things, and pressure situations is probably the better option. Thanks. I’ve had guns on my mind as given the idiocy in this country lately, I’ve been alternatively talking myself into and out of purchasing a gun. Well a functioning one anyway. I’ve accumulated via inheritance a half dozen or so quasi-museum pieces.
Tim Newman has some thoughts.
Well a functioning one anyway. I’ve accumulated via inheritance a half dozen or so quasi-museum pieces.
Define “quasi-museum”. You may have perfectly cromulent shooting irons, age doesn’t mean either unusable or unsafe, anything from WWI to the present will handle modern ammo if it is in decent shape, and it is great sport to go to the range and pull out a 1903 Springfield, a SMLE, or something similar and show up the lot with their Swiss Army AR-15s equipped with optics, flashlights, cigar lighters, corkscrews, lensatic compasses, GPS, satellite dishes, and frickin’ laser beams.
…It’s almost an epidemic.
Yes, yes it is, and the symptoms are devastating.
Another victim, ideology and makeup by Marx.
Meanwhile, something the Chinese wish they had thought of first.
What could possibly go wrong ?
Suspect Spooky Spam is helping the FBI with their enquiries. Account deleted.
ideology and makeup by Marx.
I don’t quite grasp the trend for cartoon eyebrows.
I’ve mentioned before a family gathering in a restaurant, during which I was seated opposite a teenage nephew and his girlfriend at the time, who’d shaved off her own eyebrows and replaced them with what she presumably considered more artistic approximations, rendered in what looked like marker pen. While on a moving train, judging by the result. The new, artificial eyebrows weren’t entirely convincing, or even roughly symmetrical, and seemed vaguely clownish. It was quite distracting, almost surreal, and I had to stop myself staring in wonderment.
Women always overrate their friends’ looks. I’ve met some of these “smart, gorgeous” women and it was immediately obvious why they were still single.
Women always overrate their friends’ looks.
In my limited experience of hearing women judge the looks of others, their definition of “beautiful” doesn’t seem to bear any real resemblance to what I think of in regards to that word.
It was quite distracting, almost surreal, and I had to stop myself staring in wonderment.
And a good thing you did, too. I was once caught staring at a younger cousin’s new girlfriend, who promptly took umbrage that I showed such fascination with her hairstyle and eyebrows and piercings and whatnot.
I asked politely how much time and energy and money she’d spent on her hair and makeup and piercings, and followed up by observing, “Seems a lot of trouble to go to, just to have nobody notice.”
I’m relieved to say that the story has a happy ending: the nephew brought a simply charming young woman to the following year’s family holiday get-together, and they’ve subsequently gotten married and started a family.
The toilet paper article is not very diverse, what about the large proportion of the world’s population who use their left hand instead, are they all in the “don’t care” category?
…what about the large proportion of the world’s population who use their left hand instead…
Well, to be fair, they also left out those who are so gravitationaly enhanced they have to use sponges on a stick, and those who just scootch their butts across the carpet like dogs.
Ideology: Karl (and Robespierre)
Makeup: Karl
Oops! I meant to type
Makeup: Groucho
In my limited experience of hearing women judge the looks of others, their definition of “beautiful” doesn’t seem to bear any real resemblance to what I think of in regards to that word.
In the female eye the beauty of another woman is directly proportional to her sexual distance from men the observing female desires.
Thus her friends who have no chance are beauties, while that svelte saint of a girl over there is loudly and drunkenly decried as a garbage hag.
In the female eye the beauty of another woman is directly proportional to her sexual distance from men the observing female desires. Thus her friends who have no chance are beauties, while that svelte saint of a girl over there is loudly and drunkenly decried as a garbage hag.
[ Starts taking notes. ]
[ Starts taking notes. ]
I think part of it also is, given that women compare themselves to each other, by declaring another woman “beautiful,” they’re secretly hoping that the person hearing such a remark will say, “Oh, but you’re much better looking than her.” That is, by defining “beauty” down, they elevate themselves.
Aren’t cats more likely to unravel TP when it’s over and not under?
Never had a problem with my cats. It was toddlers who taught me to have the toilet roll under not over.
Regarding toilet paper, I’ve never had to worry about it to be honest. I have a gillie who’s responsible for handing me individual use, slightly moist and scented (Sea Breeze) linen towelettes as necessary.
Of course, his official title is “Under Butler of Bum Maintenance.”
” Do mothballs really persuade them to move elsewhere? ”
Tried mothballs in the ‘skunks under the front concrete stoop’ adventure. Nada. Same with filling the hole when they were out. They just dug it out again.
What worked? An evening spent driving 12″ landscape spikes on 2 inch centers to fence off the area under the concrete slab, and then topping the spikes with quick-dry concrete so the little cruds couldn’t move them, which they managed to do the first time I tried the spikes.
Good luck.
Pogonip,
Speaking from experience, the only way to rid of the skunks is to make their favourite home completely inaccessible. As Sort-of-Mad-Max points out they are extremely resourceful.If you block them on the surface only, they will dig under the block.
I had skunks living under the shed. I had to dig a trench three feet deep around the perimeter of the shed. Then I wrapped chicken wire around the bottom of the shed and into the trench. Make sure the chicken wire is well secured to the shed and that it runs at least a foot straight out in the bottom of the trench. Build a one way exit some where close to the surface and fill in the trench. The skunks can get out but they can’t get back in.
You might want to wait until you’re sure there are no small babies living there or the mother will get nasty.
In the female eye the beauty of another woman is directly proportional to her sexual distance from men the observing female desires.
I opened the eyes of a 20-something millenial woman of my acquaintance who was bemoaning her single state by telling her point blank that all women are constantly competing with each other for the best available men, and therefore taking any relationship or dating advice from her female friends was guaranteed to end in disaster as it would always be intended to sabotage her chances. Three months later, she’d settled down with a nice laid-back young chap who has a good job and treats her well. Her friends hate him.
Speaking from experience, the only way to rid of the skunks is to make their favourite home completely inaccessible.
Except for California (of course) and Maryland, flame throwers (and not just that POS Elon Barnum makes) are perfectly legal.
As for trapping and shooting skunks, had a neighbor that did that.
You have no idea how much funk a skunk actually contains until somebody shoots one, and it ALL comes out.
We couldn’t open the windows for days.
We couldn’t open the windows for days.
That’s why I was thinking beer. Get the critters falling-down drunk, box ’em up, ship ’em far away.
“Now on to something of real importance. A skunk has moved in under our porch. I can’t ambush and shoot him because we are in town. Do mothballs really persuade them to move elsewhere? If not, can anyone recommend something that does work? I would like to make the area undesirable to skunks in general rather than hiring trappers every year.”
The environmentally sensitive solution is to release large numbers of coyotes and/or rattlesnakes near your house.
You’re welcome, no need to thank me.
P.S. Alternatively, invite Anna Soubry over or the weekend. Even skunks have standards.
“However as we’re veering OT anyways, any advice on bullet caliber that would hold off black bears?”
A medium size RPG will do it.
Please remember to use with discretion and a credible alibi.
“Of course, his official title is “Under Butler of Bum Maintenance.””
Just don’t read up on “Grooms of the Stool.”
Define “quasi-museum”.
Kentucky rifle with broken off flash pan, lost somewhere between Ft. Luaderdale and The Villages. Smooth bore brass flintlock/something or other with crude “after market” grip. Curious little nickleplated 5 shot Saturday night special that would fire 22 short if I could find a gunsmith willing to manufacture the requisite broken trigger part(s). Granma used to carry it in her stocking, or so I’m told. A .22 rusty Remington rifle that likely would do more damage to the shooter than the target. Some 7.65 (?) FMJ ammo from a German Luger that dear old Dad took off of a dead Jap on Okinawa, the gun for which unfortunately was likely stolen by one of the useless delinquents that lived across the street from us. So yeah, quasi-museum pieces.
So yeah, quasi-museum pieces.
Just so, one never knows. I had an acquaintance who similarly inherited what he thought were museum pieces, but included, among some junk, a remarkably pristine 1944 vintage M1 Carbine, a couple bolt action .22 rifles, a .32 Colt 1903 pocket hammerless automatic (.32 ACP = 7.65X17 like you have, and which split Hitler’s wig), and of all things moderately amazing, a Webley .455 top break revolver.
Am I the only one who doesn’t care which way round the sodding toilet paper goes, just as long as there’s some there?
Life-hack: Always keep a hair-dryer and a suede-brush in the pikanini-kaya. In extremis one dries it out and brushes it off.
Wholly crap, Miss Marx Eyebrows is a special ed teacher. Maybe her clown makeup is to scare her charges into submission.
pikanini-kaya
??? “Pikanini” reads like “pickaninny”, and a web search indicates a similar meaning (though probably not exactly congruent). The phrase above though, I’m not seeing.
Pikanini-kaya: pikanini = little, kaya = house. In my mmm reasearch on this I discovered that this is a term in “Africa” refers to an outhouse. Which are also called WC’s which in “Africa” means “whiteman’s castle”. Heh. The things that come out of “Africa”.
Obviously more reaseach is needed here. But that’s as far as I’m willing to go.
MN Teachers’ Union meeting:
@WTP: Thanks. That makes sense in the context of Brocket’s comment.
. . . I discovered that this is a term in “Africa” refers to an outhouse. Which are also called WC’s which in “Africa” means “whiteman’s castle”.