Isn’t it a law of sociology or psychohistory that extremists get mocked by those less extreme?
That just means you’re bad in bed. That’s a far cry from being a rapist.
There is some validity to the idea that our culture re-enforces certain kinds of sexism in us, even if we’re not conscious of it and think of ourselves as not being sexist. This, however, is not exactly a new idea, and is something that has been written on extensively by feminists who are *not *bat shit crazy bigots. This is, really, pretty much the exact equivalent of looking at Mein Kampf and saying, “Well, he does have a point about the economy in Germany being really fucked up…” That’s something that’s true, but the value of that particular fact is overshadowed by the volume of crazy and hateful that makes up the rest of the book.
Well, one good way to understand how women feel about sex is to ask them. There’s about six (assuming those aren’t sock puppets) women on that website who don’t appear to much enjoy sex, at least with men. There are literally millions of women out there who say they very much enjoy sex with men. Why would you privilege the accounts of the very small number of women on that website, over more or less the bulk of the entire female half of the species?
I’m not quite following you here. Are you suggesting that people don’t actually enjoy sex, they just think they enjoy sex? I’m not sure that’s a coherent idea. If someone thinks they like something, how is that different from actually liking something? By definition, aren’t they the same thing?
I mostly have sex with other dudes. Procreation isn’t really something I spend a lot of time thinking about. I’m still pretty keen on having sex, though.
So, it WAS thought provoking after all?
If you mean thought provoking in the style of a Beavis and Buuthead flickering lightbult then yes, it was a great work - otherwise no. It has all the relevance of a human fetus squished into a dog turd with an unlit candle sticking out of its ass. Some people may see great depth in the message while everyone else simply knows to stay far, far away from the artist or anyone that pretends to understand them.
Pro-tip - I don’t believe you actually read what you were responding to. It it 13 dimensions of crazy. It is better to admit that than try to cover for your original post in this thread.
Are you all kidding me? Put your thinking caps on people, that OP website is not at all what it appears to be. That radical feminism motif is but a thin veneer for a pitiable lonely hearts club. I bet dollars to donuts that the vast majority of their membership is comprised of young ladies who would like a little PIV action in their lives, but aren’t getting any (and the rest are old bags who would like a lot of PIV action, but don’t have a chance). And so, they concoct these inane “blame the man” stories in a vain attempt to shield themselves from feelings of inadequacy due to their failure to get some PIV action. They probably even fool themselves into believing their maladjusted rationalizations for not getting any PIV action. Yes, their ego may be all “anything shaped like a kielbasa is retched” like, but make no mistake, their id wants some PIV action…and their superego wants some PIA action (if you know what I mean, wink, wink).
The sad part is, many of these deluded young maidens could actually get some PIV action, if they knew how to make themselves somewhat attractive to men. It’s really not that hard to do. Often, just a small attitude change from within is all that is needed. Sometimes a new hairstyle and a new pair of shoes is required…and a gastric bypass and some plastic surgery.
What’s that chick’s name from the RadFem site, Miss Wind is it? Well, I envision Miss Wind as a petite librarian type, with her hair in a tight bun, wearing sensible shoes. She probably gives off an air of cool, unwelcoming reserve, but deep down she’s just a shy, blush-prone waif, with pouty lips. But, unknot that tight bun and remove those coke bottle-bottom glasses, and those golden tresses of hers will flow sexily to her alabaster shoulders in slow motion, and soft-focus lighting. Then, look out guy’s, we’ve got a Hottie-McTottie in our midst! (Technically, she may need a pair of five inch heels and a nose job first, but she’s getting close to hottie-ville). Now she can finally attract some PIV action!
I’m tempted to post an ad on that RadFem site offering my “Tibby Action Escort Service”, to loosen up those PIV starved girls. Guy’s, this is an easy to learn benevolent service that you’re welcome to copy and use at your own discretion, to help warm up frigid ladies-in-need (and make a little cash on the side):
Pre-prep: Advertise for aesthetically challenged RadFem women with de-uglification potential, who crave PIV action. Discuss fees (or barter) and make a date.
Prep: Bathe, with soap. Apply a liberal splash of Hai Karate aftershave lotion to each cheek. Trim your nose hair. Wear very tight pants.
The Date: Take your lady to Red Lobster for a romantic dinner (be sure to inform her she will have to pay an upcharge if she orders lobster). Mostly talk about yourself in glowing terms, but mention that she has some nice features (e.g. “your nose is quite well-proportioned ”, “I can tell you lost a lot of weight”, “your teeth are as white and straight as those of my horse…and he’s a prize-winner”).
Post-date: Take her back to your pad. Put Barry White on the stereo. Wallow in a couple bottles of Gallo. Sprinkle romance language words into your intimate couch conversation. Just wing it if you’re like me and don’t know any foreign language (e.g. “oui oui, seniorita”, “you are my sexy qui sent mauvais cucaracha”).
The Closer: Unbuckle your tight pants. Spread your tighty-whitie flap. Clap Off the lights. Unfold a green day-glow French Tickler onto your oui oui. PIV ensues!
Trust me, after that treatment, your date’s rad fem orientation will be nothing but a bad mem!
Insofar as it causes me to ponder the philosophical question “Does a grain of truth justify or compensate for a bushel of crazy?”, yes. But I already figured I knew the answer to that one, and this instance has changed nothing.
Really, it’s damned hard to build a bridge from “Some men can be inconsiderate, insincere even, when driven by the urge to have sex with a woman” to “Penetration of the penis into the vagina is sadistic torture without even the justification of being needed for conception, and all men should stop it at once, now and forever, and massively compensate women for ever having had to put up with it, and then ideally all drop dead”. And why would any remotely sane person even try?
Maybe, if it’s literally the first feminist writing you’ve ever encountered. If you’re even slightly familiar with feminism, she’s raising a few concerns that have been heavily documented and discussed for decades now, and smothering it under a thick layer of hateful, psychotic bullshit.
Daaaaamn. Tough audience. Well, I’m staying with “thought provoking”.
Well said.
I’m staying with “PALATR” myself.
The blog and the comments correspond exactly to the anti black rhetoric on white supremacist sites. Just replace “men” with “niggers” and you’ve got a perfect post for Storm front.
I seem to be a little dense today. “PALATR”?
Point And Laugh At The Retard.
Tyvm. 
This.
Excuse me, but I’m a stupid woman who probably shouldn’t be thinking this hard, but
Did someone lie to me about what pregnancy was, or are women now supposed to have tits inside our uteruses?
The blogger needs to spend some time in a nice restful place, yes? One with nice gardens one can walk around, yes? And nice nurses dressed in starched white, yes?
She also does not consider intercourse “natural” or “necessary” for conception. Wonder how humanity managed for millennia before AI, IVF, and so on, in HER universe, or how mammals in general manage to reproduce?
Just saying, this is not someone I consider reliable on biological questions. 
Yeah, a stop at Happydale with all the meds she can throw down seems like a good choice. Mustn’t have any nice young MEN running around in their clean white coats, though.
Men are just supposed to rub semen on our vulvas. Duh.
I look at this and all I can think is, “The internet will not be free until the last MRA is strangled with the guts of the last radfem.”
I get the feeling we’d be expected to *give *the woman the semen if/when she asks for it (with no ifs or buts from our side), and she will be the one to do any rubbing.
But yeah, that one’s curious. For every other higher mammal, mating involves penetration at some point, doesn’t it?