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Rebecca Traister’s Idiocy: Too Late for National Offend a Feminist Week? UPDATE: She Keeps Losing Arguments With the Voices in Her Head

Posted on | May 14, 2012 | 24 Comments

Instpundit brutally pimp-slaps a Washington Post columnist who evidently doesn’t understand that a succubus, by definition, cannot be “sex-averse.” Alas, National Offend a Feminist Week ends on Mother’s Day, and I didn’t see Rebecca Traister’s column (linked at Althouse) until the annual festival of patriarchal oppression had elapsed.

Sigh.

If only there were some good reason to bend the rules . . .

 




 

UPDATE: Who am I kidding, huh?

There may be other work to be done today — work for which I might actually get paid — but even if nobody hits my tip jar, this verbose bimbo is gonna get smacked around so bad, she’ll wish she’d never even thought about writing that witless screed. Just give me a few minutes to skim through and find the proper angle of attack. While you’re repeatedly hitting the “refresh” button in eager anticipation of the forthcoming viciously misogynistic updates, however . . .

C’mon: $5 or $10 to make it worth my while? Because nothing would so infuriate Rebecca Traister as to know that a shameless capitalist blogger is getting paid to heap more ridicule on her.

UPDATE II: While you’re waiting for me to unleash the hounds of patriarchal hell on Rebecca Traister, let’s point out that embittered humorless feminists are not a stereotype. They’re the unspeakably grim reality that is Michelle Goldberg on MSNBC:

Donald Douglas at American Power: “I’ve written about Michelle Goldberg many times. I was literally sickened when I read her book a few years back, which is a global manifesto for infanticide.”

UPDATE III: Still locking in coordinates for the targeted barrage. While you wait — and c’mon, $5 or $10 — I’ll provide you the guaranteed antidote to Viagra, Michelle Goldberg and Rebecca Traister in a 2008 “Blogging Heads TV” colloquy:

In their spare time, Goldberg and Traister probably volunteer at the local abortion clinic, taking turns plunging knives through the hearts of any infants who manage to survive the procedure.

UPDATE IV: OK, now working feverishly on the main response, and thanks to Shelly in New Mexico for hitting the tip jar. The rest of y’all, c’mon: $5 or $10, and I’ll try to earn it.

Meanwhile, ask yourself: Why can’t Michelle Goldberg or Rebecca Traister ever find anything to say about a case in which police are accused of ignoring pedophile sex-traffickers?

UPDATE V: Having pored over Traister’s self-consciously “intellectual” essay – studded with SAT words and other such aren’t-we-so-smart advanced-placement gestures – I see exactly what Professor Althouse meant by “a silly collection of words.”

There isn’t really an argument, except between Traister and her selected strawmen, or perhaps among the screeching voices inside Rebecca’s demon-filled head. (“My name is Legion” – somewhere, a herd of swine awaits.) Her intent is to celebrate the humor of various other liberals, to whom she attributes an aptitude she conspicuously lacks herself. No one has ever accused Rebecca Traister of being intentionally funny and, if “the personal is political,” her politics is either intensely secretive or utterly empty. Careful observers of Traister’s work cannot help but notice how guarded she is about herself, seeking always to have us focus on whatever idols she reveres or scapegoats she demonizes.

There is something about Rebecca that Rebecca doesn’t like (a self-loathing she externalizes by attacks on others), and her “feminism” is less a philosophy than an attempt to distract herself and others from her own emotional desperation.

One suspects she has a history of suicidal thoughts. What sort of anti-depressants has Traister been prescribed, and in what dosage?

It doesn’t matter: She is not funny, because there is nothing funny about her own lonely and joyless existence. For this plight, she somehow irrationally blames conservative Republicans she’s never actually met and who wouldn’t even know she existed — admit it, you had never heard of her before now — if she hadn’t committed that stupid miscomprehension of “succubus.” (Can the Washington Post no longer afford to employ college graduates as editors?) At any rate, here is the conclusion of Traister’s column:

The hairy harridan of yore isn’t totally vanquished. She’s too useful for the right. Without her, it becomes clear that Republicans are fighting not some made-up monster but women themselves. Contemporary activists who have recently replaced the yellowing cartoon of feminism with a living, breathing, nuanced version of what women’s liberation means in 2012 must keep fighting with humor and zeal if they ever want to finish off the old bat.
Perhaps someday they’ll even avenge her by hoisting a banner of their foes as fogeyish, woman-hating, humorless prudes and carrying it into future battles.

Unfortunately for Traister, she can never escape her own worst enemy, whose unforgiving gaze penetrates her every time she looks in a mirror.

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  • Taxpayer1234

    Instapundit’s pimp-slap is the finale to Althouse’s b*tch-slap of that ignorant so-called journalist.

  • Finrod Felagund

    A sex-averse succubus is like an honest liberal: completely mythical.
     

  • http://thatmrgguy.wordpress.com/ Mike G.

    After listening to five minutes of that feminist blather, I want to bang MY head against a wall. Those insipid bitches think they’re all that and a bag of chips whereas in reality, they’re both so damn  ugly, they make their pillows cry.

  • Pathfinder’s wife

    Well, the vocabulary impaired Ms. (she would prefer it that way) Traister has already been slapped.
    Methinks this calls for a fisking (come on, just the damage to the English language alone is reason enough to do so).
    …fisking while offering up the offending article for mockery (the very act of offering up an act somehow touching in its fitness of response).  

  • Pathfinder’s wife

    oooh, just played the video and Eve Ensler —  Ms. (she would prefer it) Talking Whoo-whoos herself!

    Mocking the whole lot is like hitting a triple.

    Living proof that there is a counterpart to the much parodied male who spends an inordinate and unhealthy amount of time obsessing about every little bit of his tackle…it’s time to parody the “ladies” too…equality demands it.

  • http://profiles.yahoo.com/u/V54MMT2YDO46ECXGFICCMUCGBU Ford Prefect

    Over in the Althouse column comment thread, a certain Paul Zrimsek wrote…

    I can’t wait for Obama to throw me under the succubus.

    Brilliant!

  • jwallin

    “My name is Legion”- somewhere a herd of swine awaits.

    Nice biblical reference. I would guess no liberal would get that.  Good work.

  • robertstacymccain

    “I would guess no liberal would get that. “

    Which is why I supplied the linked reference.

  • robertstacymccain

    They deserve to be mocked, and often, and by someone who knows how.

  • http://thatmrgguy.wordpress.com/ Mike G.

     Did you attempt to listen to the other 45 minute torture session? If you made it more than 5 minutes, you’re a better wo(man) than I.

  • robertstacymccain

    I actually watched a few minutes of the Goldberg-Traister dialogue, but quit while I still had strength to resist the urge to stab myself in the eyes. These two ladies should be on MSNBC 24/7, so that it would be a round-the-clock message to women: DON’T BE A FEMINIST OR YOUR BRAIN WILL DIE.

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  • somefeller

    So after all that buildup, the best you could come up with is some cheap pop psychoanalysis (Traister doesn’t like herself!  And probably takes anti-depressants!)?  That’s pretty weak.  Also, it’s kind of rich reading such a line of criticism coming from you, given that much of your blogging revolves around how broke, rejected and downhearted you are.  Maybe a little projection here?

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  • http://pulse.yahoo.com/_4IUBXLG2ETYF4AILCR23J2S2CQ frank

    Don’t forget to turn off your lava-lamp , immediately following the last hit taken on your bong …. Have a nice day (somewhere else) …. frank k. … (N.Va.)

  • http://profiles.yahoo.com/u/EU5DQWQTTHTPO4A4ZYSL3AAV2U Adjoran

     Nice nick, bitch – like we can’t see right through you.

  • Confutus

    Just as there’s never a bad time to praise one’s mother, there’s never a bad time to offend a feminist.  Although it it probably takes a woman to do it properly. Ann Romney is doing a masterful job at getting them to beclown themselves. 

    There was Hilary Rosen, not long ago, and now for Michelle Goldberg there’s “Stop  picking on me for calling her a Nazi when I only said ‘a crown of motherhood’  sounded like Hitler.” 

    You should recognize when you’re outclassed. 

  • Pathfinder’s wife

    My brain died a little just listening to the clips.

  • Pathfinder’s wife

    Oh, that was probably just a warm up pitch.

  • Pathfinder’s wife

    VM, and all the self-congratulatory whoo-whoo love that abounded with it, came to the campus I worked at…for an entire month (4 weeks, 30 odd days)…nothing but a bunch of women (like a lot of women, not just a few, a bunch) running around town, having talks, seminars, coffee klatches,  fanning themselves and feeling staunch, steely jawed, affirmative pride!!!!!!! in their wonderful, astounding, and of course much victimized and misunderstood whoo-whoos!!!!!!!!!  (along with a train of semi-hopeful, groveling would be lotharios who were hoping they would be so pleased with their…whoo-whoos that they might perchance share it with them if they grovelled enough).

    After you’ve lived through THAT, this won’t kill you.
    I’ve been innoculated.

  • Pathfinder’s wife

    It was like one of those ridiculous Iron John thingys in reverse…but much more well attended and advertised (college had one of those too).

    Dear, sweet, baby Jesus…

  • http://profiles.yahoo.com/u/EU5DQWQTTHTPO4A4ZYSL3AAV2U Adjoran

    I notice that the pictures of Michelle Goldberg are from about 15 years and 40 pounds ago compared to her current television appearance.  Shouldn’t a feminista embrace her inner child, no matter how fat the patriarchy has forced her to become?

  • http://thepagantemple.blogspot.com/ ThePaganTemple

    Women like this aren’t a hell of a lot different than women who will put out for a hit of meth or a gallon of milk, and they probably smell about as bad. 

  • http://thecampofthesaints.org Bob Belvedere

    You made it through five minutes!  You’re a tougher man than I, Gunga Mike.