
There is a particular style to feminist whining. My “favorite” is the hundred meter synchronized competition in attributing male awkwardness or any form of marketing (even covers, which are a subset of traditional publishing, which is a business dominated by females and aimed at females) to malice and patriarchy. Even when — especially when — men suffer the exact same thing, and often twice as bad.
Like, you know, the way women are dressed and posed in science fiction and fantasy covers. Because REEEEE sexism and objectification of something. Midwit feminists — particularly males — are fond of doing parodies of those covers by posing males in those positions/similar outfits. Yes, it looks ridiculous. Let’s be fair, me, a blobby woman of late middle age would also look ridiculous.
The reason for that is that cover models, male or female are by definition beautiful, or at least attractive to the eye.
But the truly ridiculous thing, besides the “we hate men even more than you do” of the “male” feminists, is the fact that none of them — NONE — ever seem to look at genres where most of the writers and readers are women and therefore the marketing is ALL to women (as arguably it is these days in fantasy, but never mind.) Because there the male cover models are twice as objectified. Or, you know, displayed to borderline indecency, but — always — with the face cut off. Because who cares about the face? We’ll fantasize about that while gazing at the expanse of pecs, or something.
That, somehow, is not objectification or sexism, because it’s women doing it, and women lack the power, because women say they lack the power, and therefore it must be true, since women have the power to declare the way things are in our current day and age.
Er… Or at least that’s my observation.
In fact, feminist whining is strongest against offenses that never happened in the realm of ever.
For instance, some months (years? There’s been episodes over and over) there was synchronized 100 post whining on the subject of how male authors describe women’s breasts.
I have to say most of the quotes they were putting up sounded about as real as woke 8 year olds being afraid Trump will get elected and that they have to stop eating estradiol in their cheerios. Or something.
Because I read just about everything, from paleontology to romance, passing by such male-heavy fields as mil sf and thrillers. And I’ve been in writers’ groups with everyone from rawest beginners to bestsellers. And I’ve never found anyone — not one person, not even a beginner — describing a woman by talking about her pert breasts and stiff nipples. I think the only place that would be described like that (As opposed to referred to, in APPROPRIATE circumstances, like when the characters are in bed or in a sexual situation) is in erotica. And there simply AIN’T much erotica written by men, because there isn’t much erotica READ by men. It’s not that men are pure of heart. They’re simply more interested in visual representations of sex — like movies or pictures — than in writing. I suspect the only male-written erotica is Lesbian erotica, because every male writer starts out by having the bright idea that it will make him millions, before realizing that other men (and most lesbians) prefer to watch porn than reading it, and that — despite advertisements to the contrary — straight females don’t find lesbian porn sexy in the slightest. So, yeah, I have never read that.
But somehow, again, I suspect that those male-written faux pas are as imaginary as the woke 8 year olds who want mommy to explain why evil Republicans want to kill everyone.
Even if they were true, they wouldn’t be half as bizarre as the things I’ve read in (mostly romances and/or fan fic) written by women pertaining to male anatomy. From the idea that some men put out an electrical current through their parts, to penises of unusual size (really unusual. My favorite being the one that would have dragged on the ground. That one was SF too) to penises that bend and fold while erect (look, people, I don’t even have those parts, and they’re tried to retract into my body while reading that.) Or the way men talk. Or– I mean, if I were really mean I would pass them on to my male friends for mocking every time I stumbled on one of those. (Some of these authors are supposedly married. And have children. Who must have been virgin births because these women have obviously never seen a penis in real life.)
But I don’t. I don’t because my friends aren’t whiners. And because for the despised and mocked underclass to complain doesn’t do any good.
…. Am I saying that men are the despised and mocked underclass?
Yes, yes, I am. Particularly in cultural venues.
No, seriously. Take this … thing circulating, including in my groups:

Do you believe that? Because if you do, I have some land to sell you. In Florida. Maybe, sort of undersea, but what a bargain!
Seriously. Those of you who read a lot and across the board: Have you ever read any male author describing a woman’s chest as breasting boobily? Even in fanfic? Without its being ON PURPOSE TO BE FUNNY?
Because I not only haven’t, but I can’t imagine anyone doing it. And mind you, I have mentored writers’ groups composed of 14 year old boys. They just didn’t refer to women’s chests at all, and if pushed might drop something stupid in like “Big breasted.” (Though none of them ever did.)
Breasting boobily? REALLY? Not even the rawest of beginners. Unless they were on purpose trying to get your goat.
That this claim can be made in public and that people take it seriously and joke about it, as though men in general wrote like that, tells you what men are in the culture: The underclass, that can be safely mocked. And whose stupidity and sins everyone assumes to such an extent that no one even questions the stupidest and most unlikely accusations.
It was that way in black face acts, and in various vaudeville mocking either Jews or homosexuals, or whoever was in disfavor in whichever society at the time the act was performed.
There is always a group that is safe to laugh at and complain about. That’s always the despised minority.
Right now? That is men. Mostly straight men, though gay men aren’t treated all that well either.
That this is done while reeing about the patriarchy and muh feminist oppression is just the cherry on top of the self-delusion Sunday.
My G-d have pity on these deranged harpies, male and female both, when the worm turns (which it inevitably always does.) Those of us who have had about enough of their shit won’t.
I’m only sorry that decent females, including the ones yet unborn, will pay for the sins of these despicable hyenas who display their privilege by pretending oppression.









































































