Meh, this is like the Globetrotters pitting the Washington Generals for being bad at basketball. The guy is making you look good, it’s making the pro feminist side look positive and sane and his side look like irrational children. You are never going to “fix” him, but believe me a lot of good is coming out of his threads.
At this point, after reading post after post after post by LinusK, I just think there’s something off about his ability to process new information. Some of it is undoubtedly willfulness, but there’s something weird about his seeming inability to move fluidly through the thread, process new data, and generate new arguments. It’s like attempting to have a conversation with a prerecorded message.
Ooh, does he have metropolitan sensibilities too?
I got the feeling that he honestly expected things to be going way better for him than they turned out and had absolutely no clue what to do after the grand majority of his arguments got demolished besides plow ahead as if he was winning.
Is this all you have? I feel more ‘pitted’ in the actual thread. Oh no, wait, hang on…
An in-joke I don’t get! Oh noes, it’s my kryptonite! You got me, I’ve not been here as long as you, your arguments win! I’m melting! [Cue the Cheers theme].
MRA types are the most pathetic people on the internet. I won’t say they’re the worst, because they’re not the worst, but they are pathetic.
Anyway, I don’t see the point in debating them. You don’t become an MRA unless you’re already a pathetic loser, so debating them on the internet won’t fix them.
As an aside, why do these kind of threads always attract the shitty newcomers? Start a thread on MRA, or scientific racism, or truthers, or whatever, and a bunch of shitty new posters will appear and make asses of themselves for a few months, and then never be heard from again except as an inside joke. For example, this thread appears to have summoned Jack of Words. Jack, I’ll predict your future for you: you’ll make a fool of yourself until no one cares about posting to the thread any more then you’ll disappear forever. You should just skip to that last bit.
Also, why do these people always claim “I used to be a feminist” or “I used to believe in the holocaust,” or whatever? No you fucking didn’t. You’re a fucking liar and we all fucking know it. At least have enough self-respect to own your fucking dysfunction. Jack, you would have gotten more respect if you start out like this: “I’ve always hated women since my mother neglected me as a child and attractive women look down at me. Can you convince me to become a feminist?” Own your shit. Fucking own it. OWN IT! Coward.
I used to own my own shit but now it belongs to the Montgomery County Department of Environmental Services. I’m not asking for it back.
Little does **Frank **know, we’ve secretly replaced his fine coffee…
Coward! Smart coward, but still!
But he’s a writer! Live audiences lick him! He uses Words That Make You Sound Intelligent®! I predict a long and fruitful posting career as we revel in his coherence. And I, for one, welcome our new writing overlord.
Are you shitting? Jackass couldn’t be bothered to provide cites because he thought my “‘knowledge’ of history” came from Tumblr and his cite for his claim came Tumblr in the first place.
I think you’re right. Jack is LinusK’s evil twin. He’s definitely not the smart one. Although between the two I think it’s more like a race to the bottom.
He’s a Tumblr Scholar, and your silly actual degrees are meaningless next to his awesome blog-based knowledge.
He’s probably citing himself. It’s genetic!
I’m finding Jack’s coy bullshit even worse than LinusK’s willful ignorance.
Citation needed that i requested a cite for an uncitabe supposition that may or may not have been made at some point in the preceding 14 pages…
In which he may or may not have linked to some random person’s blog or his own about events in an unnamed country and do not appear to mesh with his claims. Winning!
But convince him! Because! Reasons! He said so! You didn’t! Winning again!!!
(I should have done that all in caps for an accurate representation. I always feel like he’s yelling.)
Jack of Words is wasting all that audience-lapping eloquence to say, in essence, “neener neener neener.”
You’re forgetting the persecution complex, which is his most attractive trait.
I don’t know; I find his unfounded but unshakeable belief in his own awesomeness pretty hot.
…No, wait. He’s an idiot. Never mind.
For the thousands of you that have been hanging on the edges of your seats waiting for some exposition of this episode, wherein MRA Salvatore here, professional writer of fantasy, gives a stupid idiot a taste of that old dictionary to the moneymaker, I present to you this devastating exchange:
Lap it up, stupids!