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In Which I Confess Confusion

Posted on | September 4, 2012 | 10 Comments

by Smitty

One of those bits of ‘Dude Wisdom’ is that you don’t try to figure women out. No good can come of the effort. Relax, become comfortable with the unfathomability.
But still. . . the picture above seems so contradictory. The entire slut ethos would seem to be about pure, present-tense carnal release. Hedonism with any quantity of any species, in any geometry, with ‘feeling good’ the only measure of value. Pregnancy, and any thought of the teleological point of sexuality should be right out. These are the people of Sandra Fluke, whose pagan homages to Baal are followed by throwing their offspring to the fires of Moloch for a chaser.

Hence my bewilderment: why would any of these depraved women actually carry a child to term, and labor for Obama? Would Barack be the father of the child?  Perhaps symbolically–Obama’s image as a monogamist, family man being the only untarnished aspect of his image remaining. But the supreme ordeal of going into labor, to say nothing of the medieval prison sentence of motherhood, are abhorrent to these women, or so I thought.

Then again, even women who run around in reductionist vagina garb may have some sense of societal preservation that helps them see past their slutty myopia. Some notion that, after the party, and the hangover, and the rehab, and the confessional book, there might be some other phase of life, where offspring are a comfort and a joy, albeit not of the endorphin-based variety.

Should I ever be blessed with a daughter, I shall have to tell her that today’s crop of anit-intellectual, anti-spiritual bints are bimbos for the ages, and there is no need whatsoever to emulate their substitution of infantile degeneracy for mature liberty.

via Breitbart


10 Responses to “In Which I Confess Confusion”

  1. Bob Belvedere
    September 4th, 2012 @ 9:21 am

    …Obama’s image as a monogamist, family man being the only untarnished aspect of his image remaining.

    And don’t be sure that image will last.

  2. rjacobse
    September 4th, 2012 @ 9:36 am

    “Respect me!” they scream, while wearing the label “slut” and dressing up as vaginas.
    Parody is dead. The left wing murdered it.

  3. rosalie
    September 4th, 2012 @ 9:39 am

    Where are these women coming from? Mars? Unbelievable! Only O and the Dimocrats could attract them.

  4. Red
    September 4th, 2012 @ 11:39 am

    It’s one of those movements where women are trying to own the slur–kinda like back in the day when calling a woman a ‘bitch’ was considered an insult. In retaliation, women starting calling themselves bitches like it was a title to be venerated. #dumbdumbsuckers

  5. Red
    September 4th, 2012 @ 11:39 am

    ::APPLAUSE::!! NO joke. When have men ever dressed up like penises and dubbed themselves ‘sluts’ in order to gain respect? Like respect is all about the crotch. #twisted

  6. Red
    September 4th, 2012 @ 11:42 am

    They can have ’em all. Buncha of twisted sisters if you ask me 😉

  7. Adjoran
    September 4th, 2012 @ 1:25 pm

    We haven’t seen Reggie Love around in years.

  8. Adjoran
    September 4th, 2012 @ 1:26 pm

    If Sandra Fluke is the face of modern feminism, and her main claim to fame is her plaintive whine, “Daddy, buy me pills NOW!”, what does that say about the state of the “movement?”

  9. Bob Belvedere
    September 4th, 2012 @ 1:33 pm
  10. Bob Belvedere
    September 4th, 2012 @ 1:35 pm

    If her type ever gains enough power and control, we Fluked.