I came upon the following question recently, and it typifies the what I would assume would be an embarrassing level of stupidity and displaced rage of MRAs and antifeminist men generally.
The question was posed by some doofus over to one of the most pathetic sites on the web, antimisandry.com. Bizarrely, it was actually picked up by answers.yahoo.com. It reads: Why aren't hateful women like Andrea Dworkin demonized by feminists?
A bit of commentary. Then that movie review written by John Lingan.
Andrea Dworkin was never hateful. She was a humanity-loving justice-seeker and a truth-teller. That her cogent critiques of men are seen as hateful only proves how fragile, if also grandiose, many men's egos are. White men, not women, have hated men (especially men of color, and women, and non-human animals, and the Earth) quite actively for millennia. Note, for example, every man-made war since civilisation existed. Note how men torture one another. Why don't these "antimisandry" jerks focus their attention on them? Hmmm. Because they're too busy focusing on approximately six white women, many of whom died a while ago, who said some things that "weren't nice" about men. Poor, poor babies. It's so easy to focus one's rage against women, isn't it? And so, so cowardly to avoid taking on the men who really do beat the shit out of each other, crap out as fathers, bully those males less powerful than them, and murder one another for every stupid reason imaginable.
Who maims and kills more men per year? Women, or men? Answer: men.
Who insults and degrades more men per year? Women, or men. Answer: men.
Who actively and unrelentingly hates men, and demonstrates this hatred through overt acts of warfare? Women, or men? Answer: men.
Why aren't assholes like the man who posted that stupid question demonised as irrational jerks? Why aren't antifeminists and patriarchy-deniers rejected by the majority of caring citizens who oppose violence against women? Why aren't patriarchy-deniers understood as just as unfit to speak truth as Nazi Holocaust deniers?
Now, on with the review:
ATTN: Angry white men
SUBJECT: Have we got a movie for you!
The Mighty Keep Falling
by John Lingan
Do you hate your job? Do you have a nagging, general animosity towards other people, specifically minorities and authority figures? Do you blame them for your own deep-seeded dissatisfaction with your personal and professional life and wish that someone would just shut up and do as you say every once in a while? Do you enjoy reading Maxim because it keeps women at a disrespectful, marginalized, and over-sexed distance and therefore masks your own inability to please your wife and/or girlfriend either physically or emotionally?
Well today is your lucky day. We’ve made a movie that can be summed up in just a couple words: De Niro. Pacino. Righteous Kill. This is a movie for men, real men, guys who know the right answer when your boss asks why you’ve been late to work recently: Fuck you. Guys who know that sometimes a woman just needs—no, wants—a good, hard, doggy-style fucking to put her in her place. Guys like you.
Here you can watch the guy from Scarface and the other guy from that taxi movie act like real men, even more than the first half-hour of Heat that you watched on TNT before it got boring. They’re old detectives with real guy names, Turk and Rooster, and sick of all the bureaucracy and paperwork; what they really want to do is clean up the streets. You know, get rid of all the riff-raff and drug dealers, specifically black and immigrant ones, with a couple well-placed bullets. They quote Dirty Harry with reverence. They lift weights together (in a totally not-gay way) and say “fuck” a lot, like when they get asked if they’re willing to risk their pensions for a little renegade vengeance and they respond in unison: “Yeah. Fuck yeah.” And these guys are almost 70 years old. If they can kick a cocky rapper’s ass—did we mention that 50 Cent is in this? Could you forward this to any black friends you may have?—then just think of how tough you could be.
There’s more: They talk down to a couple of younger hotshot cops, one of which is Hispanic, and share an honest, working-class Roman Catholic upbringing. They drink whiskey and wear a lot of black. There’s a lot of chugging, angry rock music playing in the background, the better to drown out all the pussies and ballbusters that stand in the heroes’ way. And there’s even a big surprise twist at the end, because this isn’t just some piece of crap action movie…these guys have Oscars and stuff. Prepare to have your mind blown.
You’re a real man, a man who has the answers that nobody seems to want. What you need is a movie that reminds you it’s okay to kill people as long as they’re scum, particularly black or immigrant scum. You need a movie that validates your long-held beliefs that other people are stupid and that women, especially big-lipped and big-titted women who get off on rape fantasies, should be defended righteously in word and then borderline abused in deed. Get a big popcorn and settle in.
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