From Insty:
There’s another way to have sex? Who knew?
I always said sex is better from behind paper bags… but then again, I’m just old-fashioned about this kind of thing.
…collar and tie optional after the first date, of course.
Tag: Sex Wars
Dealing with alien beings
Bite Me
I noted the disappearance of Chris “Tingles Up And Down My Leg” Matthews from some Commie TV network (don’t watch any, no idea which one), but while I’m not sorry to see the asshole go, the reason why he “retired” (sexual harassment) just makes me want to reach for a new bottle of J&B. Here’s part of his farewell statement:
“Compliments on a woman’s appearance that some men, including me, might have once incorrectly thought were OK, were never OK. Not then and certainly not today.”
Apparently, Matthews said to some TV totty: “Why have I never fallen in love with you before?”
To me, that’s just about as big a compliment a man could pay a woman. Also, the fact that the septuagenarian Matthews said that signals that he was obviously not hitting on her — I mean, old guys say that kind of stuff to younger women all the time (“If I were thirty years younger, I’d ask you for a date” etc.) — and let me be crystal clear about this: such declarations are, and always have been, a compliment.
Of course, in today’s fucking ultra-sensitive #MeToo #KillAllMen #BelieveAllWomen #AndreaDworkinWorld, that’s seen as no different from pushing a woman against a wall and forcing her to feel your dick. (In another milieu, that outlook is little different from PETA’s “a rat is a dog is a boy” extremist equivalence.)
All I can say is that I’m glad that I don’t work for a modern corporation, nor will I ever again; and I’m also glad that I live in the South, where women still understand (and indeed practice) the subtle art of flirtation.
Because I’m not going to quit. As I’ve said many times in the past, I live for harmless flirting and complimenting women — it establishes my love for women and, more importantly, it stops me from treating women the same way I tend to treat men — harshly (because, duh, we’re men and that’s how we treat each other).
Even more than that: I can’t quit behaving with women the way I do; it’s as deeply ingrained in my character as my table manners — maybe more so — and without that subtle interplay with the other sex, I’d just become a caricature grumpy old man who hates everybody. (As it is, that attitude is never far from the surface at the best of times.) I’m not going to change just because it’s no longer acceptable to some women: I’m going to open doors for them, help them stow their luggage on an airliner, walk on the street-side of a sidewalk and yes, compliment them on their appearance and all the other stuff that I’ve done my entire adult life.
And quite frankly, if any woman has a problem with that, she can fuck right off. (That’s just a little taste of — to coin a phrase — the other side of Kim, and it’s not very pleasant.)
Oh, and to Chris Matthews: it’s always been okay to compliment a woman on her appearance; it’s just that in today’s pussified world, some self-appointed arbiters of Acceptable Behavior have changed the rules on us. Fuck ’em.
Past The Sell-By Date
Okay, this one got a series of snorks from me, because I’m a sick bastard. A sample:
All the comments are from women… and sadly, they’re more tragic than funny.
I think that Feminism, when viewed from a historical perspective, will prove to have become completely counter-productive (if not actually destructive) for women after the 1970s, simply because I think it was founded on a faulty premise: unlike the famous saying, the fact is that you can’t have it all — never could, never will. Life is a series of compromises, but some compromises are worse than others — women waiting to get married until they’re in their mid- to late thirties being a good example.
If you have daughters in their late teens or early twenties, feel free to pass this link on to them, as a warning.
Quote Of The Day
From !SCIENCE! comes this rather un-PC statement:
“To characterize this line of reasoning as having no basis in reality would be an egregious understatement. It is false at every conceivable scale of resolution.”
No, it’s not Marxist economics (although that might run a close second); it’s this “gender spectrum” bullshit, which (like Marxist economics) only exists at all because people wish it to be true.
Don’t Do It
You know how you watch an unfurling catastrophe, shouting “Noooo!” in helpless frustration? I speak here of events such as watching your best friend getting involved with a Train Smash Woman, or a lady friend taking up with a rancid Bad Boy, or another friend announcing with pride that he’s just put down a deposit on a Ferrari or cabin cruiser.
You know it’s all going to end horribly, with pain, tears and destruction in various forms, but you’re helpless to prevent it happening.
That’s how I feel about this development:
A crown green bowls club which has never allowed women to join as full members in its 100-year history is set to vote on whether to admit them.
Ilkley Bowling Club has about 1,700 full members, all of whom are eligible to vote in the ballot at the West Yorkshire spa town’s King’s Hall on March 3.
Women can only enter the bar of the club – which was founded in the early 1920s – as guests of members, and are banned completely during the week.
The main bar area – where a pint of beer costs less than £2 – is an entirely male preserve on weekdays and women are permitted to drink as ‘associates’ after 5pm from Friday to Sunday and on bank holidays.
Their mistake was in allowing female members in the first place, and allowing women onto the premises at all.
It’s not helped by the fact that lawn bowls is a game at which women are generally on a par with men in ability (see description here). But a bowling club is not just about the game, is it? Without the womyns, Ilkley B.C. would most probably be a happy place, where men can drink to excess, swear like troopers and in general act like the hooligan which lies not far beneath the surface of all of us.
If they open up membership to include the other sex, that will all change. I know that if I were a member, I’d resign if they did — as I would in any men-only club of which I was a member.
And for those with short memories, it’s not the first time I’ve ranted about this topic.
No More Talking At The Office
Working at an office is bad enough; but working at an office and being discouraged from talking to one’s workmates is awful. Yet that’s just what this harpy is suggesting:
Ann Francke, head of the Chartered Management Institute, has said that bosses should actively curtail male staff talking about football, cricket and rugby in case women feel ‘left out’ at work.
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‘A lot of women, in particular, feel left out. They don’t follow those sports and they don’t like either being forced to talk about them or not being included. I have nothing against sports enthusiasts or cricket fans – that’s great. But the issue is many people aren’t cricket fans’. She added: ‘It’s very easy for it to escalate from VAR talk and chat to slapping each other on the back and talking about their conquests at the weekend. It’s a gateway to more laddish behaviour and – if it just goes unchecked – it’s a signal of a more laddish culture’.
And in an even-more horrifying development, I am forced to agree with Piers Morgan, who said:
‘What utter twaddle. We’ve got to stop these virtue-signalling cretins sucking all the fun out of life’.
And then the inevitable response:
Critics have said that by applying the same logic non-work related chat about TV shows such Love Island, EastEnders and Game of Thrones should also be curtailed. While others asked if workers with children could be stopped from talking about them in case it offends those without them.
Yeah… let’s just stop all non-work chatter altogether. If it’s not work-related, then HR should have the power to swoop in and… do what? Fire the offenders? Have them flogged in the public square? Have them endure yet another hectoring lecture from HR? [Cries of “No, no! Anything but that! Please flog me instead!”]
I know! Men should only be allowed to talk about such “exclusionary” topics inside men-only enclaves — except, of course, that Feministicals International has already banned those for being “exclusionary” themselves (although chick-only workspaces are, of course, just dandy).
Fuck off. Just… fuck right off, you pissy little control freaks.
This all started when we gave them the vote. I hope you’re all satisfied.