Sisterhood
These people are better than me. You can count on it. Also, they know me better than I know myself — I didn’t realize how “bitter and lonely” I was until I read their righteous judgment! I am ready to submit to my multicultural master– ah, mistresse… er — mattresses!
(Follow the yellow brick road.)
Hey man — update: did you know that you can use your kid (hypothetical or not) to dismiss an argument? In a “you’re making fun of defenseless kids you sick fiend!” way, even though what I actually am doing here is making fun of mothers who use their kids in this way? My opinion of modern-day feminists just keeps getting lower. Susan B. Anthony would eat these ladies for elevenses.
Don’t lean on me man ‘cos you can’t afford the ticket update: this is ridiculous. The aggrieved mother left this trackback, which you can read at your leisure. To summarize: she still insists I was gunning for her darling infant. Here is my comment, in case the person who moderates her blog decides to can it (as is her right):
Lauren, this is all I am going to say: I do not know your son from Adam, I don’t care about you or your son (much less would I call him a “quadriracial” — that is a fanciful term I got from an old scifi story whose author and title I can’t remember), and what’s more, I wasn’t even talking about you, but about 1) generally, a certain sort of contemporary “feminist”, and 2) specifically, an entirely different person — and the focus of the blog post on Protein Wisdom — called Jill.
I would say there is something about childbearing that destroys female brain cells, but there are too many mothers I have known who were (and are) in full possession of their faculties for that to be true. Something else must be the cause of this stupidity, but I’m not interested enough to explore the matter.
Wham bam thank you ma’am final update: I just wanted to add, apparently this Lauren thinks that she and I had some sort of epic battle, and that I immediately added her to my Enemy’s List (of course I have one, doesn’t every Neocon Rethuglican Cult-o’-Bush minion of Lord Karlrove?) and sit up nights thinking of new ways to torment her and her loved ones. Well, I did get into a slanging match with her on someone else’s blog (to which I won’t link because that person doesn’t need to be drawn into this silliness), when she said something I found stupid. After a few back-and-forths I got bored and dropped it. (Maybe she thinks she “won” and that it rankled me? I dunno — I don’t follow this sort of “thought” pattern well.) Anyway, don’t know this Lauren, don’t want to know her, or her son, or her daughter or cousin or grandma or whatever. And that’s how it’s going to remain, thank the gods.
September 14th, 2005 at 8:05 pm
I once considered myself a feminist, but my b.s. detector eventually forced me to walk away in disgust. These women are a perfect example of the irrationality that pervades the movement.
I’ve been following the argument with amusement. Any fool can see that you weren’t targeting her son. She hadn’t even made an appearance in the thread at that point. It was pure ego on her part to think that you even knew she was another blogger at the site, not to mention the assumption that you had gone so far as to study her profile & make a comment based on her motherhood.
Bleh…she’s irrational. Don’t waste your time.
September 14th, 2005 at 8:35 pm
Ahh. Thanks for the refreshing walk down grad school memory lane. From time to time I forget that the possession of a uterus entitles me to bouts of self-absorbed self-righteous hysterics that are utterly devoid of self-awareness, humor, or irony.
And I’m a mom. Do I get super uber-uterus bonus points in any future arguments for that? If I recall correctly, I think being a mom gives me a plus ten to stamina, but it could just be that I get an additional saving throw…or that I just get to call every woman who doesn’t think like me a cunt. Or bitter and isolated.
Gah. Some days I hate women a whole, real lot.
September 14th, 2005 at 8:52 pm
[…] I wouldn’t say I’m better than you, Andrea, but since you did… […]
September 14th, 2005 at 10:35 pm
And lo, it appears.
September 14th, 2005 at 10:35 pm
Can I be your stalker, Andrea?
September 14th, 2005 at 10:39 pm
In an obsessive lovestruck way, of course.
September 14th, 2005 at 10:47 pm
What about all of us who come here to get away from all the schmaltzy saccarine sentimentality of modern life? You’ll ruin the ambience, man.
(Or anti-ambience, as the case may be).
September 14th, 2005 at 10:54 pm
… What if I turn up the creepyness factor?
Ahem…
*Nasal voice* Andrea, I really like your hair. *Loud, labored breathing*
How’s that fly?
September 15th, 2005 at 12:49 am
Oh, good Lord!! It was like walking into a jr-high school girl’s bathroom when I went to that site. You could have given a little bit more warning, Andrea. If that is supposed to pass for “feminism” and “intellectual” thought these days, then I am truly thankful to be an oppressed, working wife and mother who is enslaved by the ability to think for myself without having everything couched in terms of sexism, racism, etc.
September 15th, 2005 at 12:57 am
I think just having a uterus is not enough - it needs to be tilted, and perhaps donated to the local university medical department on your death.
Me, I don’t got one, and rejoice in my loss. Yeah, I know men’s brains cannot function simultaneously with the penis, but once the little head is finished the big one takes control again. And usually asks, “Oh my God, what the hell did I just say?”
September 15th, 2005 at 5:20 am
Wow…… she quoted my point in her post about how she hadn’t even entered the argument when you made that comment & tried to debunk it by claiming she had.
The problem is, anyone following the issue can go to the site, look at the order of comments & see that your post was before she made an appearance of any kind. Yet her lackeys are full of praise for her ability to hold her own against all logic. Yeesh.
As for the quad-racial comment…..I thought it was hilarious & not racist at all. IMO, it’s not about race. Hell, since I’d have to call myself octaracial, I guess I missed the boat in realizing that I’m supposed to be offended. No, I’m didn’t see it as a slam on race as much as a slam on people that are so utterly self-absorbed that we care about the genetic composition of them & their kin. How racist is that?
September 15th, 2005 at 6:08 am
Side note: I think the story was “Screwtop” by Vonda McIntyre. Something of a synopsis here.
September 15th, 2005 at 12:26 pm
I’ve been reading the posts and some of the comments at the feminist site. Talk about puffed-up sanctimony…and to think, these same people call social conservatives like me “self-righteous”.
I understood what the quadracial remark was about…you were mocking the way some leftists bend over backwards to prove how wonderfully tolerant they are and pat themselves on the back for it. I mean, patting yourself on the back for not being a racists is as silly as patting yourself on the back for not being a thief or a murderer.
September 15th, 2005 at 1:08 pm
A pox on you and Jeff for making aware of this “feministe” scourge. Now my morbid fascination with the type of gal who simultaneously can evoke the worst attributes of both dour, hateful, bitter feminists and weepy, hysterical, wilting succubi will force me to waste time perusing that train-wreck of modern womanhood.
September 15th, 2005 at 1:20 pm
“Susan B. Anthony would eat these ladies for elevenses.”
Maybe, Andrea. I rather think she’d chew on them a little, purse her lips distastefully and spit them onto the floor. “Much too bitter, you know.” Though your curiosity might be piqued at this point, I have to strongly advise…
September 15th, 2005 at 3:34 pm
I went to the latest thread and even with my l33t reading comprehension skillz, cannot for the life of me figure out how they all ended up coming to the conclusion that they are better than you because they have multi-ethnic children. Trying to figure out how we got from Shannon Elizabeth to Andrea is a white supremacist made my eyeballs bleed. Ah well, as long as they still feel superior, I guess all is okay.
Logic wept, and then went outside and killed herself.
September 16th, 2005 at 2:58 pm
Mili: “Octoracial”?
Does that mean you have tenatcles? Shouldn’t that be “Octopod-American”?
September 16th, 2005 at 3:23 pm
You need a new domain, Andrea - “Feminette” sounds good…
But you’d have to slap Vera Johansson of Karlstad, Sweden around first.
September 16th, 2005 at 4:50 pm
Thanks, but I’m satisfied with the domains I have.
September 16th, 2005 at 8:23 pm
Holy crap, just reading the comments on that last trackback about made me upchuck. It never ceases to amaze me that people can be so full of it. Or so full of themselves.
Very scary.
September 17th, 2005 at 1:46 pm
Sigivald:
I tell ya I could use 8 arms to better reign in my 3 kids. (got that? I have kids so I’m bulletproof!;)