A Yale-Educated Feminist Calls Herself a ‘Morally Vacuous Harlot’

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Alana Massey (@AlanaMassey on Twitter) is a godless degenerate who once gave her thumbnail biography in an interview thus:

So I was a walking cliche of disastrous 20-something in New York: I treated mental illness with alcohol and drugs and bad sex with much older men. I had a series of bad assistant and PR jobs and would fall back on stripping and fetish work when I inevitably quit my jobs or couldn’t cover expenses. I enrolled in Yale Divinity when I was 25 in the hopes that if I just got a good helping of Jesus, I’d be cured of my debauchery and sadness. While I was there, I halfway cleaned up my act in terms of my health and my priorities and realized that I had been embarrassed by all of the wrong things. So when I returned to New York and my relationship ended, I decided not to ashamed of my creative ambitions or of the fact that I worked in the sex industry. I was told that the best thing about surviving being a chaotic f–k-up in your 20s is turning it into something worthwhile in your 30s, which is what I am trying to do personally and creatively now.

To summarize, Ms. Massey is a drug-addled, mentally ill ex-stripper who has had the privilege of being educated first at the prestigious private New York University (annual tuition $46,170) and subsequently at elite Yale University (annual tuition $47,600), so that we might estimate she has consumed somewhere in excess of $300,000 in order to become a freelance writer. Considering that there are no real entry barriers to the field of journalism (Hunter S. Thompson became a Latin American correspondent in 1962 with no educational credentials beyond a high-school diploma), we must view Ms. Massey’s stunning profligacy as a typical example of The Higher Education Bubble.

Furthermore, could anything be more absurd than Ms. Massey’s idea that she could get “a good helping of Jesus” at the fraudulently named Yale Divinity School? The place has been implacably hostile to Christianity for decades. The impiety and secularized gnosticism of that decadent institution did much to inspire William F. Buckley Jr.’s monumental work God and Man at Yale. If anyone is seeking “a good helping of Jesus,” probably the last place you’d find it is New Haven, Connecticut, being tutored by the academic High Priesthood of postmodern paganism.

The deities worshipped at Yale Divinity School are a pantheon of bloody idols, chief among which are Equality and Progress. Devotees of the Cult of Social Justice celebrate their perverse beliefs with rituals involving fornication, sodomy and abortion, occasionally organizing protests to demand that U.S. taxpayers fund their heathenish rites. No Christian would dare go near such an ivy-covered Temple of Satanic Wickedness, except perhaps to deliver a prophecy of its imminent doom, then fleeing in haste before Jehovah sends fire and brimstone showering down to incinerate the foul stench of that latter-day Gomorrah. But I digress . . .

Alana Massey recently produced an article for The Atlantic celebrating the scientific wonders of “the Mirena IUD, an intra-uterine device.” This implant has so successfully shut down the biological function of Ms. Massey’s reproductive organs that is has actually prevented her from having a menstrual period for more than three years.

Having been contraceptively spayed, as it were, for what purpose do you reckon Ms. Massey has done this? If you guessed “riding the carousel,” congratulations, you’re a winner:

“I don’t mind motorcycles but do mind when people ride them without helmets,” I lied to a man named “Carl” on the dating app Bumble when he brought up his Yamaha. I actually believe that the only commendable function of motorcycles is to make aging dads feel the crisp bite of youth again during their midlife crises rather than resorting to age-inappropriate affairs, but I was trying to be pleasant.
“Wanna go for a ride?” he asked soon after, apparently not registering that not minding a thing is hardly the equivalent of being interested in it. I answered, “never in my life,” still willing to give him a shot but making clear that his motorcycle would not be a selling point.
“I’m not talking about riding my motorcycle,” he replied.
In no mood to hold Carl’s hand through how game actually works, I said, “Okay you have a good night,” hoping he’d realize defeat. “Haha! I’m joking! Someone is slightly uptight I see.”
Oh, Carl. I would have been tempted to defend myself by letting him know I am actually a morally vacuous harlot devoid of sexual mores, but I was busy talking to another man also using the app. We hadn’t met yet, but his sufficient flirting skills prompted me to take a flurry of explicit photos and send the keepers his way. We would later have sex on our first and only date.
I am icy, certainly, but I am not uptight.
Beyond establishing my reputation as a woman who enjoys sex and a bit of text-based flirting, this episode highlights the troubling ease with which men dismiss women as prudish if they are not immediately open and enthusiastic about sex. It is cruel tool in a culture that was infiltrated by a certain brand of blasé sex positivity long before achieving true gender equality and, by extension, before we’ve decentralized men’s orgasms as the ultimate purpose of sex between a man and a woman.
We pathologize women’s entirely rational reactions of “nah” and “meh” to sex as the result of antiquated values. Often, these reactions are because sex might be perilous to a woman’s well-being — and often, if we’re honest, a physically substandard experience. . . .
Too often, sex positivity feels rooted in a feminism that secretly wants boys to like it. It wants to be cool.
Media outlets feed us a relentless stream of articles . . . [in which] inequality is exemplified by the wage gap, the number of women in Congress, and whether women are courting poverty and death by having babies before they’re rich. What is decidedly absent from the debate is a woman’s sexual fulfillment. . . .
But the absence of sexual satisfaction from these discussions is also due to the belief that, for the most part, sexual inequality was resolved by the sexual revolution, women’s lib and the widespread adoption of birth control.
The legacy of these movements is a mountain of unfinished business which gave birth to a half-formed sex positivity lovechild now wrecking havoc on anyone who isn’t down to f–k. . . .

You can read the rest of that, or gouge your eyes out with a rusty screwdriver. Either option will do you as much good.

Let me reiterate what I have previously said (“Hit-It-and-Quit-It on Tinder”) that no sane person would ever hook up via online apps, whether it’s Tinder, OKCupid or whatever. This is not “dating,” this is digital degradation, a 21st-century rewrite of Looking for Mr. Goodbar, which is a story that does not end “happily ever after.”

If someone is so recklessly desperate as to peddle themselves to any stranger with a smartphone or a wifi connection, we must be suspicious why they cannot find romantic companionship among people who actually know them in real life. Any attractive single man or woman of good character — kind, courteous, honest — will find no shortage of opportunities to meet potential partners.

What kind of guy seeks prospects on Tinder, and for what purpose? He either (a) has failed in prior attempts to establish any durable romantic relationship, or (b) has no interest in anything more meaningful than a sweaty “pump-and-dump.” Or possibly (c) he’s a sadistic psychopath in search of a victim for his next heinous atrocity. If we may presume that there are no decent men to be had via these apps, what conclusions may we draw about the women who peddle themselves this way? Alana Massey describes herself as “a morally vacuous harlot” who pursues one-night stands and complains of the “physically substandard experience” that does nothing for “a woman’s sexual fulfillment.”

Let us ask: Can feminism solve a problem that feminism itself created?

Is this Yale-educated woman too stupid to see that her compulsive promiscuity — a lifelong habit now abetted by advanced technologies of contraception and dating apps — is the basic cause of her problems? How does her whorish “sex-positive” feminism contribute anything to “true gender equality”? Yet what exactly does she imagine “true gender equality” would look like, if ever we were to achieve it?

Of course, such a question would presume that (a) “sexual inequality” is the explanation for whatever makes women unhappy, (b) “true gender equality” is possible and (c) there is anyone who would actually rather live in that imaginary egalitarian utopia than to live in any other social order which has hitherto existed. Each of those premises is subject to dispute, but the “morally vacuous harlot” just takes it for granted that Progress must inevitably lead to Equality and that, having arrived at her hoped-for destination, she will find there a system that universally provides for “a woman’s sexual fulfillment.” Every hookup in Feminist Heaven will produce ecstatic spasms of pleasure, you see, and the streets will be paved with gold. Or maybe cat litter.

Excuse my extreme skepticism about feminist utopian fantasies. The Gods of the Copybook Headings could not be reached for comment.

As it will be in the future,
it was at the birth of Man
There are only four things certain
since Social Progress began.
That the Dog returns to his Vomit
and the Sow returns to her Mire,
And the burnt Fool’s bandaged finger
goes wabbling back to the Fire . . .

Speaking of dogs and vomit, Miriam Mogilevsky — the feminist who calls herself “queer, gay, femme, and homoflexible . . . on the asexual spectrum somewhere” — rejects any criticism of her labels:

“Well I personally don’t see why anyone needs to label themselves with all these complicated new words,” says someone who is able to find people who fit their sexual and romantic preferences just by walking into literally any bar in any town.

Translation: “Heterosexuals have it so easy! Don’t they know how hard life is for us queer gay femme homoflexible asexual women?”

Unfortunately, too many heterosexual women have bought into the bogus idea of feminist “empowerment” and turned themselves into morally vacuous harlots like Alana Massey. Some guy “walking into literally any bar in any town” will probably encounter a lot of damaged women like her, and no one would envy him the prospect of a loveless hook-up with a twisted bundle of Yale-educated cat-lady craziness.




 

368 comments

  1. I will leave your end times babble aside. The very fact that you have daughters and would call Alana–who is decidedly not a train wreck but a very smart, successful woman–a whore–the fact that you would call any woman by that name–is a disgrace. You are a disgrace. I shudder to think that you have daughters.

  2. Your comment is another example of your tone deafness and the tone deafness of all on here. I don’t feel insulted by being feminized. It’s not a dig for me. But to answer your claim, no, it’s not the only pregnancy. I’m currently pregnant with a food baby.

  5. Sweet-cheeks, you just don’t get it, do you? I, and probably everyone who comments here, and most who read this blog, are totally immune to the shaming tactics grounded in your anti-morality.

  6. It’s not hatred. We’re laughing because you keep your balls in a jar in the 36th Chamber of Feminism on the island of Lesbos.

  8. Just what would you call a woman who has “worked in the sex industry” and fallen back on “stripping and fetish work?” Do you even know the definition of the word whore?

    I’m trying to figure out how you can call someone who has admitted to being mentally ill “a very smart, successful woman.”

  10. Sure, her writing is about as clear as a roomful of rhesus monkeys with keyboards, but in referring to herself as “a morally vacuous harlot”, at least we can give her props for honesty.

  12. And in keeping with satirical SF of yore, we have definitely arrived at stupid when a magazine declares a man woman of the year. That’s straight out of a fake headline by John Brunner circa 1970. We all saw it coming. It’s called a “slippery slope,” and it’s why SF – real SF, not this trash sold by the like of John Scalzi – has value.

  13. Possibly dumb question, but why do you suppose that is? Would it be the hard drinking, smoking, and drugs that typically go with such a lifestyle? Or just the lifestyle in and of itself?

  14. When she says her cat/s is/are feral it is not so much an explanation, but seemingly bragging that she never bothered to even try to set normal human/feline boundaries

  15. You have asked questions which the culture does not want to ask, much less answer.

    The rejection of marriage will lead to the death of the middle class, and this sexual behavior is nothing but a recreation of the privileges of kings. Now so many women want to be a concubine, floating around from one king to the next. The peons go without; the women are used up; the kings have the populace as their playthings, and misery abounds to no end.

    Who wins? Who triumphs? In the long run, it is someone who always laughs at the increase of human sorrow and rubs his fire-salted hands together in anticipation of more souls for the fire.

  16. I geel bad for her. She could turn her life around if she really wanted to. She’s going to end up as a lonely old woman wishing she’d done things differently when she had the chance.

  18. Its easier to have empathy for mental illness caused by extreme chemical imbalances, but self imposed mental illness is a lot harder to empathize with

  20. God is everywhere.
    Church can be a good place to find him, but while church may be God’s house, nature isGod’s back yard

  21. The problem is destigmatization. Some things damn well ought to be stigmatized.

    And some things – scratch that – people ought to be heartily ridiculed for saying stupid stuff (i.e., all progressives) so that they learn to STFU and get over themselves. For example, why does this woman think that anybody wants to hear about this stuff? No normal person would. Is the audience for this type of crap really that large?

  22. Certainly, the drinking, smoking and drug use has much to do with it. But I think that just the promiscuity itself ages a person (in the sense of “going to seed”), and especially a woman.

  23. You’ve gotten so good at projecting your hatred onto others, your next job should be the projectionist as a drive-in movie theater.

  24. Nice post:
    Fwiw the topic at hand is promiscuity and seemingly finding a solution to its problems.
    While I wholeheartedly agree with the ideal of mating with people you know internet matrimonial sites exist beyond the hook up and dating sites.
    Marriage is no guarentee of success, but i fund that it did contain plenty of broken people, i found my wife of over a decade on a matrimonia site

  28. Oh please enlighten me, how is my calling your earlier comment puerile sophistry “hatred” in any fashion, let alone hatred against women?
    How do any of the response comments demonstrate hatred?

  29. Actually they’ve been fairly restrained, despite your provocation. Even RSM’s rant up there isn’t much more that a taste of what he can do when he really gets going.

  31. Nobody. Every single last person is worse off. That’s why the root of “progressive” is “progress”. /eyeroll

  32. Having sex with a new partner every other day or week is what leads to good sex?
    And here I have been doing it wrong all these years sticking with the same partner all these years.

  34. You are overgeneralizing. That is an extremely ineffective debate tactic. As llion has noted though, you cannot shame us into compliance (another weak debate tactic). I almost feel pity for you, bringing a knife to a gun fight like that.

  36. Whore works for me. There was a time when people where rightly ashamed of such behavior, now they they are wearing their mental illnesses, immorality and dysfunction like a badge. Sick

  37. I will leave your feminist babble aside. The very fact that you would be so intolerant as to not allow another human being to speak his mind without judgement – the fact that you would act as though there is no bad behavior and people who admit to it cannot be identified as such – is a disgrace. You act as though evil is good and good is evil! I shudder to think how insular you are.

  41. What do YOU know about women? I’m a middle-aged woman, so I’m pretty sure I know more about them than you do, son.

    In short, you are full of it. I have never seen any misogyny here, and agree with about 99.99% of what is written.

    Your problem is that you falsely equate disagreement and discussion with hatred, judgment and misogyny. Like a good little brainwashed communist. I hope someday you mature and are able to begin thinking critically.

  44. I bet he reserves all his negative judgement for men who frequent sex workers or strippers, but never a bad word for women who might engage in those industries.

  45. I’m over 60 I remember when sanity was appreciated and people actually knew how to think rather than assume ad hominems were form of high rhetoric.

  48. I suspect the cat has more common sense and is WAY smelter than she is more than likely she is the familiar.

  49. Thanks for continuing to speak up no matter what is thrown at you. I pray for you and all the conservative bloggers who continue to keep up the good fight.

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