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Today in "Men Hate You"
Nov. 8th, 2009 10:27 pmYou have no rights
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Gyaaaaaaaaaaah.
Pandagon also has a good discussion on why this sucks.
I also saw that Bridgestone Tires ad that aired last Superbowl for the first time yesterday: the one where Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head are driving down the road (Mr. Potato head is the one driving, like in every media representation of a couple driving somewhere that I have ever seen in my entire life), and Mrs. Potato Head is talking, and then Mr. Potato Head brakes really suddenly and Mrs.' mouth flies off and bounces down the mountain so she can't talk to him anymore, and Mr. looks really happy. So the tires have served their purpose as tires to... make the wife shut up! Because, as everyone who's been around those chatty women BUT HAS NEVER EVER EVER FOR A SINGLE MINUTE IN THEIR ENTIRE LIVES BEEN IN A PUBLIC OR SOCIAL SITUATION WITH A MAN knows, those wimmins sure do talk a lot!
Sure, it's not really quite as important as the idea that, if the wingnuts keep managing to get their way because the Dems will throw half the population under the bus at the slightest indication that said wingnuts are up for another fun game of Lucy-pretending-to-hold-the-football, I may one day lose coverage for my not-getting-cramps-and-bleeding-and-dying pills and start having to pay upwards of a hundred dollars a month instead of thirty (assuming I stay exclusively in states with pharmacists who usually don't have religious objections to doing their jobs, which I plan on doing) just because some insecure old d00ds are afraid that some woman, somewhere, is being a slut!!!1!!1!!1111!!1!11ohnoez!!!!! But that "women talk more than men" meme just drives me completely motherfucking bananas. I don't know what men these people think they're hanging out with, but pretty much all the men I know are loudly opinionated pompous windbags. Sure, some don't have "pompous windbag" be the very FIRST thing you think of to describe them (although plenty of them do), but they all talk a lot, usually loudly. Half of the dudes I know never even developed the "inside voices" that they try to teach you in kindergarten. I mean, most of the women I know do talk a lot too, but NOBODY'S PRETENDING THEY DON'T. It especially drives me bananas that pretty much EVERY SINGLE stand-up comic in the history of standup comedy, except Eddie Izzard (who is awesome), has at least one spiel about how their wives or gfs sometimes try to talk to them, and that's really stupid and obviously they don't understand anything about Teh Menz, because Us Mens Do Not Talk, because they Do Not Think About Stuff, and Don't Have Opinions! Which is why the standup comedy industry is over 90% dominated by MEN MAKING ENTIRE CAREERS OUT OF TALKING FOR HOURS AT A TIME, TELLING PEOPLE THEIR OPINIONS ABOUT SHIT.
(Ordinarily, that would look like a massive failure in logic. However, that is impossible, because Men Are Logical. If the logic in question is "circular" or "faulty" or "does not remotely resemble" logic, that is still a type of Logic if men think it.)
(Yes, because I did need to put in a dig at my #2 Least Favorite Sexist Trope Ever as well. If I'm venting, I'm gonna vent out as much of this shit as possible, dammit!)
Women should band together and start our own political party called the It's Getting Fucking Crowded Under This Fucking Bus Party.
Anyway, I need to go finish my paper on a three-hundred-page novel with a cast of dozens, in which there are three female characters total, exactly one of whom has any lines at all (fewer than six, though).
Anyone who can name me a three-hundred-page novel with a cast of dozens, in which no more than three of said characters are male and no more than one of them talks (total lines must equal one page of text or less), gets cookies.
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Gyaaaaaaaaaaah.
Pandagon also has a good discussion on why this sucks.
I also saw that Bridgestone Tires ad that aired last Superbowl for the first time yesterday: the one where Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head are driving down the road (Mr. Potato head is the one driving, like in every media representation of a couple driving somewhere that I have ever seen in my entire life), and Mrs. Potato Head is talking, and then Mr. Potato Head brakes really suddenly and Mrs.' mouth flies off and bounces down the mountain so she can't talk to him anymore, and Mr. looks really happy. So the tires have served their purpose as tires to... make the wife shut up! Because, as everyone who's been around those chatty women BUT HAS NEVER EVER EVER FOR A SINGLE MINUTE IN THEIR ENTIRE LIVES BEEN IN A PUBLIC OR SOCIAL SITUATION WITH A MAN knows, those wimmins sure do talk a lot!
Sure, it's not really quite as important as the idea that, if the wingnuts keep managing to get their way because the Dems will throw half the population under the bus at the slightest indication that said wingnuts are up for another fun game of Lucy-pretending-to-hold-the-football, I may one day lose coverage for my not-getting-cramps-and-bleeding-and-dying pills and start having to pay upwards of a hundred dollars a month instead of thirty (assuming I stay exclusively in states with pharmacists who usually don't have religious objections to doing their jobs, which I plan on doing) just because some insecure old d00ds are afraid that some woman, somewhere, is being a slut!!!1!!1!!1111!!1!11ohnoez!!!!! But that "women talk more than men" meme just drives me completely motherfucking bananas. I don't know what men these people think they're hanging out with, but pretty much all the men I know are loudly opinionated pompous windbags. Sure, some don't have "pompous windbag" be the very FIRST thing you think of to describe them (although plenty of them do), but they all talk a lot, usually loudly. Half of the dudes I know never even developed the "inside voices" that they try to teach you in kindergarten. I mean, most of the women I know do talk a lot too, but NOBODY'S PRETENDING THEY DON'T. It especially drives me bananas that pretty much EVERY SINGLE stand-up comic in the history of standup comedy, except Eddie Izzard (who is awesome), has at least one spiel about how their wives or gfs sometimes try to talk to them, and that's really stupid and obviously they don't understand anything about Teh Menz, because Us Mens Do Not Talk, because they Do Not Think About Stuff, and Don't Have Opinions! Which is why the standup comedy industry is over 90% dominated by MEN MAKING ENTIRE CAREERS OUT OF TALKING FOR HOURS AT A TIME, TELLING PEOPLE THEIR OPINIONS ABOUT SHIT.
(Ordinarily, that would look like a massive failure in logic. However, that is impossible, because Men Are Logical. If the logic in question is "circular" or "faulty" or "does not remotely resemble" logic, that is still a type of Logic if men think it.)
(Yes, because I did need to put in a dig at my #2 Least Favorite Sexist Trope Ever as well. If I'm venting, I'm gonna vent out as much of this shit as possible, dammit!)
Women should band together and start our own political party called the It's Getting Fucking Crowded Under This Fucking Bus Party.
Anyway, I need to go finish my paper on a three-hundred-page novel with a cast of dozens, in which there are three female characters total, exactly one of whom has any lines at all (fewer than six, though).
Anyone who can name me a three-hundred-page novel with a cast of dozens, in which no more than three of said characters are male and no more than one of them talks (total lines must equal one page of text or less), gets cookies.