That manual removes one bit about the greatness of America if being used by a group from/in another country – but contains no such exclusion for the parts about constitutional amendments. Do they think those are effective world-wide?
– considering that the rest of this seems to be at about second-grade level, maybe so; maybe they hadn’t gotten to that section of their studies yet.
And the masturbation stuff is really weird. There are religious beliefs that forbid masturbation, yes – but they forbid masturbation. The idea is that you’re supposed to be having procreative sex, or none. I’m pretty sure they’re wrong about that, but there’s at least some logic there. What logic is there behind ‘masturbation’s fine, but only if you’re within a yard of a woman who’s agreed to it’? Not for marital closeness, because the woman can be anybody at all. And what’s with the once-a-month exception? ‘masturbation’s wrong, but only if it hasn’t been at least a month since the last time you did it’? how does that make any sense at all?
I thought it said she could be a prostitute. Maybe I’ll have to read the thing again. – OK, you’re right. Doesn’t have to be the masturbator’s wife, though; or fiancé or long-term girlfriend.
They want to make sure sure a dude is getting it on with a lady on the regular, otherwise he ain’t a real dude, just some weenie. They’re all about helping dudes be real dudes.
They’re explicit about it too.
We allow weak, beta male virgins join because our fraternity is about helping men improve their lives and that includes all men.
It’s like a script for a Saturday Night Live sketch about a fanatical “dude bro” cult bent on world domination. Except people base their lives on it.
In one of the rituals to move up a level in the Proud Boy structure, the initiate must recite the names of five breakfast cereals while the other members beat him (“punches to the head and below the belt aren’t encouraged, but are allowed”).
Now, do you feel smarter for having learned that, or dumber?
You start naming breakfast cereals, and they start hitting you, but not in the face or below the belt. Okay, maybe in the face or below the belt. And don’t hit back. Well, maybe it’s still okay even if you hit back.
I think it’s just a complicated way to count a length of time while people beat you up. They have to stop when you’ve counted the right number of them. It’s probably a little harder to do that while being punched than to count one-thousand-and for seconds; though I’d think anybody with a tenth of a brain would have memorized five relatively short cereal names in advance, and recited them for practice till they could rattle them off fast without thinking.
But then, I’d think anybody with a tenth of a brain and who was over twelve years old wouldn’t be doing this nonsense in the first place.
"Wheat-a-whaa? Well, we’re gonna keep punchin’ while Wendall here checks Wikipedia… it’s British? Ah don’ knows 'bout that…"
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Me, I’d say “Life, Kix, Trix, Chex, and… what’s that one with the vampire on the box? The chocolate one? Damn, I miss those, my mom wouldn’t let us buy sweet cereals…”
