Further Lamentations Of Unstable Leftist Women
The Other Half thinks that some of you may be amused by this.
Update, via the comments:
Joan asks, drily, “Is it performance art?”
Well, in a manner of speaking, I suppose it is. It’s all rather performative and narcissistic, and the theatrical breathlessness is presumably for the benefit of a like-minded audience – one that won’t find such behaviour strange or unflattering. I mean, if you were actually having some kind of meltdown, an unpremeditated psychological crisis, would your first thought be to film yourself in order to share the screeching with your equally woke peers, and thereby accrue status?
It’s not just the ladies, of course. Quite a few leftist chaps seem a tad unstable too:
I wrote earlier about trying to express my reasons to my dad in a calm and intellectual manner. I actually thought I had been calm and well-reasoned. I thought I might even be making progress. Today I found out he put a Trump sign in his yard. I got pissed. Really pissed. And I sent him and my mom a text message. Hands shaking, tears in eyes.
From an item titled, rather triumphantly, Today I Gave My Dad A Choice: Trump or His Grandkids and His Son.
Pronouns declared, obviously.
Update 2:
As with Ms Christina Cauterucci, a “gender and feminism” enthusiast whose Slate article is poked at here, you have to wonder whether fantasies of coercion and sadistic emotional punishment, and blackmailing your own parents in order to purge them of non-leftist views – using the threat of never seeing their grandchildren – is really a sign of a well-adjusted adult. And not, say, someone exhibiting a kind of cult-like behaviour. And remember, these things are announced publicly, with pride. “What a clever and principled leftist I am.”
Further unspoolings can be found here and here. Also, open thread. Share ye links and bicker.
He’s right. 😀
https://twitter.com/i/status/1306417588772024321
At least neither of them is driving.
Heh, heh, he….h
He’s right.
I’m not sure it’s wise to encourage him.
I’m not sure it’s wise to encourage him.
So marriage was intended as a form of discouragement?
“If women ran the world, there’d be no more wars”.
I’m not sure it’s wise to encourage him.
At least he doesn’t try to foist the pickled eggs on us.
At least he doesn’t try to foist the pickled eggs on us.
Or that prehistoric (yet strangely still alive) sausage roll…
At Samizdata, Mr Ed suggested maybe the nutty driver is this https://m.youtube.com/watch?feature=youtu.be&t=8&v=BTbXjksvsbI
Titania, is that you?
The Other Half thinks that some of you may be amused by this.
LOL. Is it performance art?
Is it performance art?
See update, above.
Fame at last!
’ The Other Half thinks that some of you may be amused by this.’
Not wrong! Unless I’m ever driving on a road they appear to be totally ignoring, of course…
Today I Gave My Dad A Choice: Trump or His Grandkids and His Son.
Time for dad to rewrite his will. Skip a generation.
Joan asks, drily, “Is it performance art?” [ … ] It’s not just the ladies, of course. Quite a few leftist chaps seem a tad unstable too
I think it is performance art.
If you use parody not to entertain, but to persuade (hector might be more accurate), then what you’re left with is a travesty.
Except unlike most forms of travesty, it’s the result of design not accident.
Take Leo Guinan’s Today I Gave My Dad A Choice: Trump or His Grandkids and His Son and the related earlier piece An Open Letter to my Dad ahead of the November election.
I just don’t believe either one of them. Like those women in their cars, like Jessica Krug, Rachel Dolezal, or C.V. Vitolo-Haddad, it feels too artful, too obviously inauthentic to be in any way credible.
Reading An Open Letter to my Dad ahead of the November election is like reading an amateur Raymond Carver wannabe trying to imagine what it would be like to be the son of a Christian Trump voter, but failing dismally because they lack what all good fiction writers need – empathy with their subjects.
“You have been victimized”, Leo informs his ersatz Vater:
Along with a good percentage of the population. They took advantage of the fact that you received your information from a selection of sources. The Rush Limbaugh, Fox News, etc. selection to be specific. They have fed you a very specifically curated selection of information, in order to elicit specific responses [ …] If you would like to actually discuss any of the topics that Fox has been feeding you with an open mind, I will be happy to do so.
Does Guinan really expect anyone to see a real flesh-and-blood father behind these lines instead of this cardboard cutout of a Trump voter?
He’s selling these posts as Greek tragedy, but I’m not buying.
It looks like parody, even now I would hardly be surprised to discover that it is, but I’m pretty sure it’s a case of travesty-by-design.
And whoever would put their trust in someone like that?
Time for dad to rewrite his will. Skip a generation.
As with Ms Christina Cauterucci, a “gender and feminism” enthusiast whose Slate article is poked at here, you have to wonder if detailed fantasies of coercion and sadistic emotional punishment, and blackmailing your own parents in order to purge them of non-leftist views – using the threat of never seeing their grandchildren – is really a sign of a well-adjusted adult. And not, say, someone exhibiting cult-like behaviour.
And remember, these things are announced publicly, triumphantly, with pride. ‘What a clever and principled leftist I am’.
He’s selling these posts as Greek tragedy, but I’m not buying.
Well, to a large extent, modern leftism is very much about pretending.
“…today’s babies will be tomorrow’s survivors of famine, water shortages, unprecedented natural disasters, and refugee crises….”
[https://thompsonblog.co.uk/2019/05/her-loveliness-revealed.html%5D
Has there ever been a time where there weren’t calamities and survivors of them?
Time was, disaster and loss actually stimulated human reproduction rather than militating against it.
Ms Cauterucci would benefit from reading or viewing Thornton Wilder’s play “The Skin of Our Teeth”
http://www.twildersociety.org/works/the-skin-of-our-teeth/
“I wrote earlier about trying to express my reasons to my dad in a calm and intellectual manner. I actually thought I had been calm and well-reasoned. I thought I might even be making progress. Today I found out he put a Trump sign in his yard. I got pissed. Really pissed. And I sent him and my mom a text message. Hands shaking, tears in eyes.”
Note the arrogant assumption that a single “calm and intellectual attempt” should be enough to overturn his father’s political beliefs, as if they are a layer of dust that can be swept away in a few minutes.
Conan, what is best in life?
“To crush your enemies, to see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentations of their women.”
Never gets old. And that was one helluva lamentation. Olympics-level for sure!
I see our host is now running with the big dogs.
Quite a few leftist chaps seem a tad unstable too:
He’s not even original. We saw this “Vote for Trump and you’ll never see your grandkids again” melodrama in 2016 as well. I recall at least one gal agonizing over her in-laws’ support for Trump as if he was the next coming of Mussolini.
This is my reality now, as an American: 20-something daughter moved home with us (SoCal). Several family members (including me, and her older sibling)are staunch Trump supporters, & live nearby in a tiny community. The progressive daughter can’t be exposed to our dangerous ‘fascist & racist’ political discussions without being reduced to tears of rage. We have tried to just talk/listen about our different beliefs – to no avail. Apparently we don’t deserve to be able to express opinions, and now we -the ‘brown shirts’- have to have ‘secret meetings’, indoors, so we’re not overheard by her tender ears.
Don’t know if I’m looking forward to or dreading Election Day.
Love & peace, from a small-town nazi sympathizer (apparently) #Trump2020
Don’t know if I’m looking forward to or dreading Election Day.
Hang in there, Heather!
Try the “California will go to Biden anyway, so it doesn’t really matter if we vote for Trump” line with your daughter.
We live in NY and that’s the approach I take with my “progressive” sister. There’s no talking to her.
Heather – i’ve come to believe some version of this is in order: https://people.howstuffworks.com/cult7.htm
Today I Gave My Dad A Choice: Trump or His Grandkids and His Son
I decided to dip a toe into the comments and was pleasantly surprised. Everyone one thinks he’s a POS.
I feel an inkling of hope.
Fame at last!
Linked at Instapundit, too. You’ve arrived!
https://pjmedia.com/instapundit/401693/#respond
Instalanche. https://pjmedia.com/instapundit/401693/
Don’t know if I’m looking forward to or dreading Election Day.
Have you considered “you live here at our sufferance, and so you will adapt to our norms or leave” as a strategy?
I decided to dip a toe into the comments and was pleasantly surprised. Everyone thinks he’s a POS.
As Lionel Shriver put it, “Progressives seem especially prone to disguise one feeling as another.” And not always well.
… you have to wonder whether fantasies of coercion and sadistic emotional punishment, and blackmailing your own parents in order to purge them of non-leftist views – using the threat of never seeing their grandchildren – is really a sign of a well-adjusted adult.
No. You don’t have to wonder. It isn’t remotely. It’s the opposite. Full stop.
Apparently we don’t deserve to be able to express opinions, and now we -the ‘brown shirts’- have to have ‘secret meetings’, indoors, so we’re not overheard by her tender ears.
Put her over your knee and give her something to really cry about.
My guess is if the messed up people use are using the grandkids as hostages the parents probably don’t want to see them anyway
Today I Gave My Dad A Choice: Trump or His Grandkids and His Son.
He recently posted this:
“I am shifting my perspective. I am assuming I know nothing about anything. I observe everything, and share my observations of the world with others. And then, most importantly, I listen to their observations. I share their experiences with them. I accept them as just as valid as my own.”
That didn’t last long.
You could read the article by Arwa Mahdawi in the Guardian, and think leftist women have just lost it.
https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2020/sep/19/trump-1776-commission-proof-america-spiraling-toward-facism
Today I Gave My Dad A Choice: Trump or His Grandkids and His Son
If he were my son, I would ask him where he learned this game of emotional blackmail. And if he learned it from the family, I would apologize, but I would want to see his proof. I would also challenge him as to where he learned to be so intolerant of the opinions of others. If he learned it at school I would tell him he has suffered a disservice and let him know he is owed compensation. I would also challenge him to examine the beliefs that have lead him to behave this way.
Another one, “I don’t have to smoke anything to be stupid”. At least she got that right.
There was a time when people would visit lunatic asylums to laugh at the antics of the inmates. Now, however, we have California and Portland and Minneapolis and…
My wife is licensed clinical psychologist. Overwhelmingly, the unhappy women she sees are leftists. This has always been the case but right now they are all out on the ledge fearing a Trump reelection. The think The Handmaid’s Tale is historical fact.
Forget reasoning with this group.
‘He recently posted this:
“I am shifting my perspective. I am assuming I know nothing about anything. I observe everything, and share my observations of the world with others. And then, most importantly, I listen to their observations. I share their experiences with them. I accept them as just as valid as my own.”
That didn’t last long.’
Au contraire. He is willing to tolerate the full spectrum of beliefs, from the Left to the Far Left.
Au contraire. He is willing to tolerate the full spectrum of beliefs, from the Left to the Far Left.
🙂
Quite a few leftist chaps seem a tad unstable too
And in one of his posts on medium.com he talks about being mentally ill.
Get woke, go broke:
Q: What will millionaire American football players do when there are no longer enough fans to support their huge incomes?
A: Go back to robbing convenience stores and murdering pizza delivery guys.
Quite a few leftist chaps seem a tad unstable too
Yep.
Quite a few leftist chaps seem a tad unstable too
Part Two.
It’s worth pointing out that in the film version (I haven’t read the book) Hannibal specifically tells Starling that Buffalo Bill is not a real transsexual; he is a crazy person who latched on to the idea as a fucked up coping mechanism. He wants to “transform” to escape facing himself.
My wife is licensed clinical psychologist. Overwhelmingly, the unhappy women she sees are leftists.
Leftists are apparently more prone to neuroticism and other mental health issues.
My guess is if the messed up people use are using the grandkids as hostages the parents probably don’t want to see them anyway
It does, I think, suggest that the relationship wasn’t entirely functional before the detection of the Trump yard sign.
It’s rather like how Ms Cauterucci, our other supposedly principled withholder of grandchildren, boasts of her woke ingenuity in making such threats, ostensibly on lofty ethical grounds, before admitting, briefly and in passing, that, “I’ve already decided that I’m not having kids.” Which invites the suspicion that an after-the-fact excuse is being aired – one that’s grandiose, self-flattering and not wholly convincing.
Is there something in the water?
https://twitter.com/GregoryEck/status/1307727916197912578
Is there something in the water?
Something in the culture, certainly. A kind of social contagion. And as Daniel noted a while ago, “We have entire institutions dedicated to producing hordes of young people with a kind of artificial cluster B personality disorder.”
A certain type of person has always been attracted to politics as a means of therapy, as if changing the world is going to quiet their personal demons. It has never worked. It does work, however, to make the world as miserable as they themselves are. This sad story illustrates that it only takes a very petty kind of power (that of denying a grandad access to his grandkids) for politics to make the world a slightly shittier place.