Amanda’s been complaining about guys being mean. They say nasty things about her online, call her names, and even accuse her of the “nonsense word” misandry.
According to Marcotte, it’s all about these guys frustrations about not getting laid. That’s right: men are upset only because such alluring feminists as Marcotte won’t give them a crack at their old bones.
Growing up and wanting something from women and finding out that they can say “no”—despite the fact that they were put here to serve you!—is often extremely distressing to men. The invention of the nonsense word “misandry” goes back to this. Men who fling it about are, in my experience, usually referring to women refusing to give them something they believe they’re owed: sex, attention, placating smiles, demurely wiping tables while the men are talking. When women deny them what they believe women owe them, instead of asking if in fact they were owed these things, they instead lash out at women. They sexually harass them, which is a way of saying that you have no right to give them no attention, so if you don’t give them the positive attention they desire, they will extract some attention from you, even if it’s just annoyance or fear.
Amanda may have fantasies about men clambering to get in her pants, and maybe that idea gives her some comfort during her nights alone or with sexless manginas. But seriously, Mandy, that ship has sailed.
Amanda has mistaken anger, disgust and repulsion for desire. It may suit her and other feminists to hold onto this illusion, but today’s feminists do not represent sexual allure and freedom. Not even close.
Men rightly see them as odious threats, as sexless hags, and as cruel oppressors. There is no promise of fulfillment and pleasure, but rather ruin and despair. They are like ghouls and animated corpses that send chills up men’s spines. Little boys hide under beds when they come around.
No, the guys aren’t cursing feminists because they want them — it’s because they actually despise them. And feminists have definitely earned it!
But I guess if you’re a feminist who is close to hitting the wall, and has no other redeeming qualities to make up for it, fantasy is about all you’ve got.
