Debunking the feminist mythology

Time to debunk some good old mainstays of radical feminist mythology. These myths exist to support the idea that the woman is a victim, no matter what she does or doesn't do.

1. Sex as a social construction

This is the idea that sexual roles are entirely nurtured, with little or no relevant biological influence. But just see how visible sex is in nature, both as physique and behaviour. When one sex produces one gamete a month, and the other several million a day, it's hardly surprising that biological sex influences behaviour, choices and social structures amongst humans. Now, I'm a social constructivist too, so I see the point of liberating oneself from the primordial slime. We don't have to remain filthy, grunting troglodytes (although it has its appeal at times). But we didn't consciously invent sex and sexual roles any more than a peacock invented its tail or a male baboon decided it wanted a big ugly red ass. The primordial slime's part of us, so liberation has a personal, individual element that no one else can do on your behalf, although they might be able to help you with it.

That's why I'm here. To help. Amongst other things.


2. The Patriarchy

This is a dingbat buzz word for the social system she sees as having been designed and built by men, solely for the benefit of men. This is a social construction that's easily debunked: How could the hand that rocks the cradle have no influence? Are we to believe that the female throughout history has been nothing but a mindless incubator with no free will and no capacity for making choices? And that she suddenly woke up - in terms of the history of civilisation - sometime last week and realised that she might have a bit of leverage here?

WOMAN: Civilisation springs from my womb! Well, fuck me....

PROFESSOR PLANET: Exactly.

WOMAN: Hmm... There's an angle here somewhere, but I just can't seem to put my finger on it.

PROFESSOR PLANET: I'm sure you'll figure it out.

Now, if women seem to be perpetuating some ovine role that this 'patriarchy' has bestowed on them - and I agree that they do - whose fault is that? Mine?

I used to be married, so I lived with one. Did she read women's magazines and doggedly follow fashion for my benefit? Did she shy away from any physical, technical or practical task just to give me the pleasure of doing it? Even when I sucked at it and couldn't be bothered? Did I tell her to leave that shit to me? Hardly. On the contrary.

SLIGHTLY PUSSY WHIPPED PLANET BACK THEN: You could do it yourself. After all, it's called 'do-it-yourself' for a reason. Otherwise it would be called 'get-some-sucker-to-do-it'.

WOMAN: (giving me a look that says 'you fucking asshole you never do anything for me I'll cry in a minute and make your life a misery and forget fucking me for the next five days'). Don't start... I mean it, don't start...

Whose opinion was she really concerned about while buying designer furniture, dressing the kids like fashion mannequins, telling me what to wear, do and say in other people's company? Mine? Other men's? No fucking way!

Women perpetuate their own socially inhibiting bullshit collectively. Keeping up with the Joneses is about keeping up with Mrs. Jones. Fretting about what the neighbours think is fretting about what Mrs. Neighbour thinks. All the hair dye, cosmetics and accessories of the feminine uniform are about living up to the standards of the feminine regiment she's still marching in, because she lacks the courage to turn heel and stop giving a fuck. We all know it, but we pretend we don't. We've been raised to be gallant and humour her. If we're doing something sexist, it's treating her like a fragile flower and letting her get away with the easy option. The best thing we can do for equality is to ask her if she really wants it.

WOMAN: Yes.

Well take it then, for fuck's sake!

Pussy's in the well

So, I've been doing this dingbat called Tamara. 'Servicing' is more the term for it, as her entire contribution to the sex act consists of lying still long enough to let Mr. Willy park in Mrs. Hole and attempt a three point turn. Oh, and she bites her lip and whimpers a bit. That's exciting.

She's a journalist, and as journalists do, she asks questions.... and sometimes writes down the answer.... and sometimes writes something else down if she didn't like the answer. Questions like, 'How can you defend something that's so openly demeaning to women?' She's referring to an advertisement that 'portrays women as sex objects', which she regards as part of some great 'pornification of western civilisation' or some such hysterical drivel.

While we were fucking, I asked her, "Is this demeaning to you?" She just moaned and bit her lip. "I'd better stop," I said, stopping. "I'm thinking of you as a sex object right now. As a matter of fact, I'm thinking of someone else." She bit my lip and moaned.

All this gets followed by the breakfast of champions. Eggs over easy and some mild matyrdom. She's Joan of Arc in a bathrobe, with one titty hanging out, until she gathers it together.

JOAN OF ARC IN A BATHROBE: Look, I know you see other women, and I wouldn't...I mean, I'm OK with that.....

This is of course a huge relief. I'm not sure I could survive her disapproval.

JOAN OF ARC IN A BATHROBE: ....as long as I don't have to hear about it. Just....I don't want to know, OK?

She gives me the sort of teary look that pierces the hearts of lesser men and makes them start promising all sorts of shit they're not going to keep. Concede one millimetre here and the pussy's ready to whip you into monogamous drudgery, accompanied by a yawn-inducing discourse about commitment, plus the prospect of her stinging disapproval, day in, day out, till one of us dies or can't stand it any longer. Miaow! Pussy's in the well. Do you dive in like a champion, forfeiting your nuts in the process, or do you suddenly remember a pressing appointment you're already late for?

Bye now!

Answering pertinent questions

Now, I thought this was a very pertinent statement by a feminist called Boadie MacLeod.

BOADIE: Damn, I missed my opportunity to tell off Ron.

RON: (aside)That's because they expelled me from their page before I could answer. (To Boadie) But, as you see, you didn't entirely miss your chance.

BOADIE: Let me quote him contradicting himself: "The nuclear family and its institutional facilitator, monogamy, serve primarily female interests... Volountary prostitution is actaully a very smart strategy, because it's a way of maintaining freedom from economic dependence on one man through for example monogamous marriage."

Oh, so marriage is such a great arrangement for women that some of them are willing to prostitute themselves in order to avoid it?

YOU'RE A TOTAL FUCKING DUMB ASS RON!

For this to be a contradiction, I'd have to be implying that all women are the same, that they all want the same thing at the same time, and that they only have one means to achieve it.  A very one-dimensional view of women, that I don't share and have never espoused. I see all humans - whether they have cocks or cunts - as possessors of a free will, with varying preferences and choices of strategy for achieving what they want.

OK, they're often a bit fucking bovine - or even ovine - about it, blindly following the leader until someone asks 'Who's the leader?', then finding out that the leader's following some figment of their own imagination. I'll deal with religion and its brand of dingbats in a later blog entry.

Anyway, back to the point. Men can be monogamous and jealous (like gorillas) or promiscous (more like chimpanzees), just as they can battle/compete or negotiate/cooperate. Women have the monogamous nuclear family as an option (if and when they want children, for example). Prostitution is one of several choices that can give independence, especially if children aren't wanted (yet, ever, whatever), and it happens to be one of the most lucrative. At one time, I met many young women working in escort clubs, using prostitution for example to supplement a day job or finance college. I had no reason to believe it wasn't an active choice that empowered them, as they didn't seem to have more or worse problems than other people I knew. 

Is human diversity a contradiction? Only if one sees people as automotons without free will. Does Boadie, I wonder? Or does she just assume that I do? Why? Whom or what does she assume me to be? Some MRA bogey man, perhaps.

Marriage is possibly a great arrangement for many women, and many men. Women seem to want it, and it would seem to serve certain feminine interests. But there are compromises. It doesn't come for free. Imagine being married to some hairy asshole with no intellect, who only thinks about money, cars and sport. Since that describes at least 75% of the men I know, I'd probably be looking for a lucrative alternative to monogamy if I were a woman.... I'd be a pug fucking ugly woman, so I'd end up settling for less, but if....if... 

Well, I hope this cleared up that little misunderstanding, although I'm not holding my breath.

As for "YOU'RE A TOTAL FUCKING DUMB ASS RON!" well, all I can say is, I also have a tiny little penis. But I'm still here. Ha!