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The Pump-and-Dump Feminist

Posted on | January 22, 2016 | 154 Comments

 

Reina Gattuso (@reinagattuso on Twitter) is a Harvard-educated feminist and a compelling argument for why men should be warned to avoid Harvard-educated feminists. If it were up to me, heterosexuality would be strictly prohibited at Harvard University for the very reason that no man should ever have sex with the kind of women who attend Harvard University, of whom Reina Gattuso is a typical example.

Actually, Ms. Gattuso is a typical example of many things, none of them good. She is an extraordinarily bad human being, which is why she was chosen as a student speaker at Harvard’s 2015 Class Day:

Reina has spent the past four years studying Comparative Literature and Studies of Women, Gender, and Sexuality; co-founding a feminist magazine, Manifesta; reading poetry at The Harvard Advocate; and writing for The Crimson, where she co-founded an inclusivity and diversity working group. . . . She is looking forward to spending next year on a Fulbright-Nehru Student fellowship in Delhi, India. But first, Reina is looking forward to outing herself to her grandmother on Class Day.

Yes, American parents, this is why you should send your daughter Harvard (annual tuition $45,278), so that she can celebrate her graduation by “outing herself to her grandmother.” Just in case anyone missed her baccalaureate coming-out speech, however, Ms. Gattuso wrote a column for the Washington Post in which she mentioned that she “has publicly admitted to making out with half the lesbian, queer, bisexual, bicurious and questioning women at Harvard.”

That column, in which she describes herself as “selfish” and “reckless,” was published with the headline, “Why monogamy’s not for me,” which is a rather transparent sour-grapes rationalization. Has anyone ever sought a monogamous relationship with Ms. Gattuso? Of course not. To borrow a line from an old Steppenwolf song, she is evil, wicked, mean and nasty.

No decent person would seek an intimate association with Reina Gatttuso, certainly not on a permanent basis. The Ivy League is decadent and depraved, but she is a very bad person even by Harvard’s abysmally low standards. Among the notorious graduates of Harvard, she is perhaps not as bad as Ted Kaczynski (Class of 1962), but the Unabomber wrote only one manifesto, whereas Ms. Gattuso issues her demands sequentially and in installments as a columnist for Feministing, where she delivers such empowering messages as “Romantic Love Is a Patriarchal Conspiracy,” “My Vagina Is Tired of Compromise” and, best of all, “Sexual Objectification Is an Evil Male Plot for World Domination,” which includes this astonishing sentence:

I literally cannot talk to other women about how upsetting I find being street harassed without part of me feeling a little smug about it.

“Literally.”

This is an astonishing sentence, I say, because it is difficult to imagine that Harvard University would award a diploma in literature to someone who would write such a sentence. As much as I enjoy mocking the Ivy League — meritocracy, my ass — is it too much to expect a Harvard graduate to avoid this ignorant juvenile habit of haphazardly dropping “literally” into sentences as an intensifier? At least Ms. Gattuso did not commit the common error of using “literally” when she meant “figuratively,” but if we ask what function “literally” serves in that sentence, the answer is, none whatsoever.

Would you say that I am being pedantic? Nitpicky and hypercritical? Yes, and deliberately so, because I do not like Reina Gattuso, and one way people communicate hostility is through this kind of fault-finding attitude, where everything the other person does is subjected to mocking criticism and ridicule. This is how feminists treat men, habitually, yet they will start shrieking in panicked victim mode — “Harassment!” “Abuse!” “Misogyny!” — if any man dares call them out on it.

Feminists are simply women who do not like men. They have converted their anti-male hostility into a simulacrum of a political ideology, and expect the rest of us to take their rants and screeds seriously. In the feminist’s mind, she is in the position of a tenured professor and we are all a bunch of clueless kids who have signed up for her Gender Studies class. She is an expert, and we are in need of her enlightenment. The subject of today’s lecture is the same as yesterday and the day before: “Men Are Bad and Stupid, and You Should Hate Them.”

It really is as simple as that. The feminist is a grievance collector, who spends her life cataloguing the wrongs and evils for which men are responsible — that is to say, everything — and encouraging other women to do the same. This endless repetition of gripes and complaints about men is occasionally interrupted by endorsement of some other trendy progressive cause (global warming) as well as predictable electioneering efforts on behalf of left-wing candidates.

For example, whenever CNN goes off one of its periodic white-cop-shoots-black-teenager binges, feminist bloggers will reinvent themselves as experts on racial injustice and after the storm of made-for-TV protests blows over, feminist bloggers go back to ranting about abortion rights and “rape culture.” Their interest in politics is similarly episodic, following whatever is in vogue among progressives. When Bush was president, feminists pretended to be experts on terrorism and foreign policy, but once Obama was elected, feminists suddenly became experts in health-care policy. Currently, feminists seem intent on convincing the world that Donald Trump is the Worst Racist Sexist Homophobe in the History of the World, Ever. However, if Trump should lose the Republican nomination — to Cruz or Rubio or whoever — then feminists will discover that, contrary to their earlier judgment, the GOP candidate who beats Trump is actually the Real Worst Racist Sexist Homophobe in the History of the World, Ever. But I digress . . .

In addition to “making out with half the lesbian, queer, bisexual, bicurious and questioning women at Harvard,” Reina Gattuso also occasionally decides to subject herself to the patriarchal oppression of heterosexual intercourse, and she has written an 1,800-word column explaining how and why she generally despises the men she has sex with:

Alas, friend of mine, you have had an orgasm and are falling asleep. I have not had an orgasm and am not falling asleep, which means I am awake, which means I am now going to lecture you about feminism.
Who are you? (Big questions.) You are anyman, everyman, you are one of any number of lucky bastards with whom I have happened to roll into bed because baby, it’s been a few months and none of the cute activists are texting me back. Or maybe you are a cute activist who texted me back — in which case listen up, buddy, because this one’s for you, too.
Who are you? You’re a decent guy. You’re solid. I do not feel like you are going to rape me. (Yay! Let’s throw a party!)
No, you’re not a bad guy. The sex wasn’t particularly bad, either. And I know bad sex. I know sex that tastes like coercion and I know sex that tastes like endings and I know sex that tastes like hand sanitizer, which is a bad thing to put on your hands before you finger someone.
No, friend, it was not bad sex. It was normal sex. Normal, boring, vaguely dehumanizing hetero sex.
Which is precisely the point: The normalcy.
Believe me: I enjoy having someone mortar-and-pestle me for a few minutes as much as the next ornery bisexual. But friend, I feel that you can do better. . . . .

Here I will interrupt to explain that I can find no independent corroboration that Reina Gattuso has ever had sex with a man. Or a woman, for that matter. Of course, I can understand why anyone would be reluctant to admit that they had sex with a Harvard feminist, but that’s not my point. What I’m saying is I was unable to find a column anywhere with a headline like, “I Banged Reina Gattuso,” so that what she says about having sex with men (or women, or transsexuals, or whatever) is unverified. She claims to have had sex with men, but no men have stepped forward testifying to the truth of her claim. With that stipulation in mind, please continue, Ms. Gattuso:

Because there was something in the choreography of the whole thing that just struck me as, I don’t know — unsatisfying in a way only feminism can remedy.
Yup, I’m talking about the orgasm deficit. . . .
Sex is now over. Sex is now over because you have decided it is over. You have decided sex is over because you are a man, and because this choreography that favors men with penises — man becomes erect, man penetrates woman, man ejaculates — is what we have been told sex is.
Because we’re brainwashed.
Ever heard of a thing called patriarchy? . . .

Your boyfriend is a loser and, therefore, patriarchy.

How many times do we have to read variations of this same tired theme? Anything and everything that any feminist decides to complain about is always blamed on “male supremacy.” Everybody has been brainwashed by the patriarchy, we are expected to believe, and therefore we need feminists to tell us The Hidden Truth of the Oppressive Conspiracy that, in this example, has cheated Ms. Gattuso out of her orgasm. But the Oppressive Conspiracy of male supremacy is so vastly powerful that it can explain whatever irritates or annoys a feminist. The patriarchy is the Swiss Army Knife of feminism, an all-purpose tool of theory and analysis. After several paragraphs of ranting about the patriarchy, Ms. Gattuso finally reaches the, uh, climax of her argument:

We f–k until you come, I do not come, you do not ask if I would like to come or if you can help make me come, and then we’re done f–king, because you have decided we are done f–king, and everyone is supposedly happy.

OK, enough. Anyone who wants to subject themselves to the rest of Raina Gattuso’s lecture can go read the whole thing, but let me suggest that if she is accurately describing an actual experience, she may have misunderstood it.

“Pump and dump” — this is a phrase that the pick-up artist (PUA) community uses to describe a situation in which a guy decides to make a move on a woman who interests him only in terms of a one-time opportunity for sex. This kind of play is also known as “hit-it-and-quit-it,” and may be part of a PUA’s general strategy of running up his number just for the sake of the game. It’s Tuesday night at the local sports bar, not a lot of action available, and here’s this woman who’s giving him green-light signals. She is not the kind of woman he would consider for anything like a actual relationship, but (a) she is clearly signaling her interest and (b) it’s Tuesday.

What the heck, why not? Run up the score. “Pump and dump.”

That’s how the PUA sees it, but — plot twist — he doesn’t want the woman to realize how low she rates in his estimation. The game is about psychology, and the shrewd PUA realizes that the woman flashing him the green light is probably hoping for more than just a one-night stand. In all likelihood, she has in mind some kind of audition, where if everything goes well, he will want to develop a relationship. In that kind of situation, you see, there isn’t much incentive for the PUA to make any extra effort, to be sensitive and considerate. He doesn’t love her. He doesn’t respect her. He has no reason to do anything more than the necessary minimum: “Pump and dump.”

Now, the key to the PUA’s success is this: She never realizes it’s a game. If a player is really skilled, his targets don’t even suspect he’s a pick-up artist. Everybody thinks of PUAs in terms of the bar scene, but a master of the game could be just any guy anywhere. Nobody suspected Asheville, N.C., coffee shop owner Jared Rutledge of being a PUA master during the months he was running up his number:

In 2013, he hooked up with 15 different women, and in 2014, he achieved 22 “scores” (a new woman every 16 days, on average).

Alas, the damned fool decided to brag about his conquests on an “anonymous” blog, and thereby destroyed himself. What was interesting was that some of Rutledge’s targets insisted angrily that they had real relationships with him that weren’t “just about sex,” so that even after they were told they had been played, they still didn’t fully realize the nature of his game. Even though all decent people must deplore Rutledge’s unethical behavior, his remarkable success demonstrates how easily women can be deceived by a skilled player.

And this is what Raina Gattuso doesn’t understand about the men who play her as a “pump-and-dump.” Whether or not any of them would describe themselves as PUAs, they are treating her the way we might expect a player to treat a woman he regards as a “low-value target.” She directs her feminist “orgasm deficit” rant toward “any number of lucky bastards with whom I have happened to roll into bed,” evidently with no thought of how these “lucky bastards” viewed their encounters with her. Does she think they were all incompetent and clueless? Or was it the case, as we might more readily imagine, that these guys didn’t feel the need to waste any extra effort on a casual “hit-it-and-quit-it” score?

An alternate theory is that Raina Gattuso has a (not uncommon) combination of bad judgment and bad attitude. Such women exude a general hostility toward men, a chip-on-the-shoulder attitude that is a sort of pre-emptive defense against unwanted attention. In their minds, they are signaling how “strong” they are, but others just perceive them as rude and bitchy. (Males commit similar errors as, for example, the guy postures as cool and aloof but is perceived by others as merely sullen and hostile.) A woman who tries to strike the “strong woman” pose will, quite predictably, be avoided by most men. What this type of woman will typically do, however, is to aggressively pursue men who strike her fancy, and this is where her bad judgment comes into play, in that she invariably chooses bad men or, at least, men who are wrong for her.

Recall that Ms. Gattuso described herself as “selfish” and “reckless,” which is to say that she is impulsive and irresponsible and makes bad decisions. She has apparently never been in any enduring or stable relationship with any of her lovers, male or female, and what else would we expect? When a young woman makes this kind of attitude and behavior her habit, it is unlikely she will ever change, especially when she has made this the basis of her political identity. Ms. Gattuso has gone out of her way to publicize herself as a promiscuous bisexual feminist — “outing herself to her grandmother” as a graduation stunt at Harvard — and perhaps you can imagine her repudiating her self-created identity, but I can’t. She is utterly doomed to become a crazy cat lady.

Knowing that the comments at Feministing are moderated, I decided to use the system to communicate some useful truth:

The real problem — and I say this merely for the benefit of whichever editor is assigned to delete my comment — is that (a) Reina Gattuso does not actually like men and yet (b) she continues to have sex with men, while (c) believing that the men she has sex with are too stupid to figure out her game. Given her avowed lesbian preference, why is Ms. Gattuso having sex with men at all? In a word: narcissism. She enjoys being the center of attention, and if no lesbians are available to serve her narcissistic need, she’ll settle for whatever male is available. Assuming that these men are even minimally perceptive, however, they can see exactly what kind of game she’s playing.
Well, OK, buddy: You have been invited to worship The Bitch Goddess, who views you as an abject and inferior servant — a mere instrument for her pleasure — and you can either (a) humiliate yourself in masochistic supplication to her imperious demands, or (b) just get it over with and try never to be so foolish again in the future.
While it is futile to offer advice to the omniscient Ms. Gattuso, who already knows everything, I hope the editor assigned to delete this comment will heed my suggestion: Stop treating men as if they are your moral and intellectual inferiors, simply because they are male. Any honest and intelligent man will refuse to be treated in such an insulting manner. This is why the anti-male prejudices of feminists tend to become self-fulfilling prophecies: Feminists treat men badly, and good men therefore avoid feminists, and then feminists wonder why all the men they meet are so bad.

That’s the bottom line, really. For women like Raina Gattuso, feminism is just a political rationalization of their sadistic tendencies.

UPDATE: Linked at First Street Journal and the Political Hat and by Maetenloch in the AOSHQ overnight thread — thanks! — and welcome, Instapundit readers!





 

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Friday FictionPoem: 100 Word Challenge

Posted on | January 22, 2016 | 1 Comment

by Smitty

Ponder

So here I ponder, tired, aghast:
Just how long can this nonsense last?
Is it merely the same old noise,
Heard by this ruin’s builder’s boys?
The endless human song and dance
Beats you far past the point of pants.
Finds you here, posed as The Thinker,
(Since you are not quite a drinker)
Hoping for some enlightenment,
Wee tiny bit of comfort sent,
From the Creator, far above,
Looking downward, one hopes, with love,
On quite a dodgy, noisy lot,
(The wages Adam’s sin had got)
And so oft given to wonder,
If the answer’s in the ponder.

 

via Darleen

Category: Friday Fiction

In The Mailbox, 01.22.16

Posted on | January 22, 2016 | 8 Comments

— compiled by Wombat-socho


OVER THE TRANSOM
EBL: Staying Out Of The Clink
Da Tech Guy: Bob Dole’s Not Afraid Cruz Will Lose, He’s Afraid Cruz Will Win
The Camp Of The Saints: What Is It We Seek?
Proof Positive: Political Clone Wars
The Political Hat: This Is What Multicultural Diversity Looks Like
Doug Powers: Leo DiCaprio Calls For End Of Fossil Fuel Dependence At World Economic Forum & Private Jet Parade
Twitchy: Bernie Sanders’ SCOTUS Tweet Proves SOMEBODY Failed Civics Class


RIPPED FROM THE HEADLINES
American Power: National Review Disinvited From Houston GOP Debate For Publishing “Against Trump” Editorial
American Thinker: The American People Vs. The Political Establishment
Conservatives4Palin: Jonah Goldberg – GOP Voters Refusing To Fall In Line
Don Surber: National Review Hoists The White Flag
Jammie Wearing Fools: Slimy Clinton Hack Already Playing The Race Card Against Sanders
Joe For America: Uncle Ted Nails It
JustOneMinute: Sarah And The Donald Will…
Pamela Geller: German Government Admits It Can’t Account For 600K Of Its 1.1 Muslim “Refugees”
Protein Wisdom: Friday Fiction – 100 Word Challenge
Shot In The Dark: Our Illogical Ninny Overlords
The Gateway Pundit: Women On Outnumbered Blast National Review Over “Against Trump” Editorial
The Jawa Report: Sandcrawler PSA – Losing Not Winning
The Lonely Conservative: Here’s Your Trump Vs. Cruz Pocket Voter Guide
This Ain’t Hell: More IRS IT Data “Issues”
Weasel Zippers: Huma Abedin Rejected Government Blackberry For Hillary Specifically Because It Could Be Subjected To FOIA
Mark Steyn: The World They Made


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Chris Cassone Brings You The Weather “Before The Big One Hits”

Posted on | January 22, 2016 | 2 Comments

by Smitty

Cassone got hammered (by a storm) while traveling around a year ago, as detailed here. As is so often the case, woe triggers art. Thus, he leaves us this splendid coffee house number, to which the attention of your ear is called:

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A Hideously Overdue Collection Of Book Reviews

Posted on | January 22, 2016 | 6 Comments

— compiled by Wombat-socho

I had originally intended to do these right after Christmas, since I’d been sent a few books to review and picked up some as well, but I came down with a bad case of what fellow conservative geek blogger Moe Lane refers to as “Fallout Flu”, which lasted well into the new year. And it wasn’t even the shiny new Fallout 4! No, I picked up Fallout 3: Game of The Year Edition and Fallout: New Vegas Ultimate Edition for cheap as part of Steam’s Christmas sale and have been playing the latter with great fervor, since it’s a wonderful game with all kinds of stuff to do besides the usual killing, pillage and burning, though there’s plenty of that as well. I am looking forward with great anticipation to finishing Fallout: New Vegas – but not just yet. 🙂

So. First out of the box, we have Karl Gallagher’s Torchship, a fun little book about the adventures of a merchant ship after the Singularity, when humanity has been split into three parts: people who have been absorbed by the AIs, people who are dead set against being absorbed by AI and have tight controls on IT, and people on the edge of human civilization who’d like to have something smarter than a pocket calculator so as to make their tough lives less so. There’s adventure, skulduggery, space war, and some discreet, non-explicit sex. This isn’t expressly a young adult novel, but you wouldn’t go wrong giving it to a pre-teenager. Recommended.

I am continuing to enjoy Vaughn Heppner’s Lost Starship series, though the third book, The Lost Destroyer, doesn’t have nearly as much space opera in it as its predecessors. Instead, the first part of the book is mainly a battle of wits between young Captain Maddox and mad scientist Professor Ludendorff, while the second is a desperate scramble to stop a planet-busting weapon that the New Men have somehow acquired, one that makes their space cruisers look like childrens’ toys by comparison.

If you haven’t read Don Surber’s Exceptional Americans: 50 People You Need To Know, either on his blog or as a book, you really owe it to yourself to do so – better yet, give it to a kid you know as a counter to the drivel being ladled out in public schools these days. The sequel, Exceptional Americans 2: The Capitalists, is also good and well worth picking up and/or gifting. They’re both on sale, so act quickly before Don comes to his senses and marks them back up to their original price!

Unfortunately, not all the reading experiences have been good. I was sent a copy of Z-Minus after warning the sender that I didn’t like zombie books in general. The exceptions to this rule being John Ringo’s Under a Graveyard Sky and its sequels; unfortunately, Perrin Briar is no John Ringo. The main thing that ruined the book for me and made me put it down after a couple of chapters was the protagonist, who was just downright unlikable. What kind of asshole tries to abandon his eight-year-old daughter in the middle of a zombie apocalypse? This one. No thanks. Maybe he got better, but after two chapters of putting up with this schmuck, I’d had enough. Not recommended.


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In The Mailbox, 01.21.16

Posted on | January 21, 2016 | Comments Off on In The Mailbox, 01.21.16

— compiled by Wombat-socho


OVER THE TRANSOM
EBL: Bob Dole Knows About Losing
Da Tech Guy: The Real Story Out Of NYC Straw Poll? Jeb Bush At 1%
Louder With Crowder: Bernie Sanders – Fascist For Mediocrity
The Political Hat: Transgendering The Child, Transgendering The Family, Transgendering The Christian
Michelle Malkin: Mayor DiBlasio – Hypocrite Hooked On Hollywood Cash
Twitchy: John Kerry’s Iran Deal Admission Will Fill You With #SmartPower Confidence


RIPPED FROM THE HEADLINES
American Power: Palin Blames PTSD, Obama For Son Track’s Domestic Violence Arrest
American Thinker: Is Trump A McConnell-Rove Establishment Tool?
Conservatives4Palin: GOP Operatives Trying To Help Bernie Sanders Win The Nomination
Don Surber: About Your Chart That Shows Donald Trump Cannot Win
Jammie Wearing Fools: “Sinking Clinton Calls In All-Star Team of Surrogates”
Joe For America: Only A Moron Or Obama Supporter Would Believe This, But I Repeat Myself
JustOneMinute: Toll A Doleful Bell
Pamela Geller: Violent Antifa Pro-Migration Protesters Being Paid $50 An Hour By Germany’s Socialist Party #dankeantifa #Hitlerian
Protein Wisdom: Trump 2016 – Deja Vu Nixon vs. Reagan 1968
Shot In The Dark: “Nobody Wants To Take Your Guns!”
The Gateway Pundit: Unvaccinated Migrants Bringing Diptheria, Malaria, And Tuberculosis To Denmark
The Jawa Report: At Last! Terror Victim Files Suit Against Twitter
The Lonely Conservative: Sorry, Trump Fans, But You Can’t Change His Record
This Ain’t Hell: “El Chapo”‘s Rifle Traced To “Fast & Furious” Operation
Weasel Zippers: White Liberal Guy Declares Stacey Dash No Longer Black
Megan McArdle: Sanders’ Health Care Plan Is Missing Its Price Tag
Mark Steyn: Hillary’s Saps


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‘The Weaker Goes to the Wall’

Posted on | January 21, 2016 | 95 Comments

Just ordered from Amazon another $98 worth of feminist books, including Rape: The Power of Consciousness by Susan Griffin (1979) and Undoing Gender by Judith Butler (2004). As I continued my research for the second edition of Sex Trouble: Radical Feminism and the War Against Human Nature this morning, I was reminded of something an early critic of feminism said:

“The fantastical project of yesterday, which was mentioned only to be ridiculed, is today the audacious reform, and will be tomorrow the accomplished fact.”

That was Robert Lewis Dabney, in an 1871 essay called “Women’s Rights Women.” Dabney was a Presbyterian theologian who, during the Civil War, served as chief of staff to Gen. Thomas “Stonewall” Jackson. His theology and politics were firmly conservative and will strike most modern readers as shockingly “right-wing,” as Dabney condemned what he called “ultra democracy” and “infidel Radicalism.” Yet I think at this late date, after some 140 years of continued militance by the advocates of Progress and Equality, we may read what Dabney wrote and ask whether he was indeed a prophet:

God’s ordinance, the only effective human ordinance for checking and curbing the first tendencies to evil, is domestic, parental government. When the family shall no longer have a head, and the great foundation for the subordination of children in the mother’s example is gone; when the mother shall have found another sphere than her home for her energies; when she shall have exchanged the sweet charities of domestic love and sympathy for the fierce passions of the hustings; when families shall be disrupted at the caprice of either party, and the children scattered as foundlings from their hearthstone requires no wisdom to see that a race of sons will be reared nearer akin to devils than to men. In the hands ,of such a bastard progeny, without discipline, without homes, without a God, the last remains of social order will speedily perish, and society will be overwhelmed in savage anarchy.
Last: it would not be hard to show, did space permit, that this movement on the part of these women is as suicidal as it is mischievous. Its certain result will be the re-enslavement of women, not under the Scriptural bonds of marriage, but under the yoke of literal corporeal force. The woman who will calmly review the condition of her sex in other ages and countries will feel that her wisdom is to “let well enough alone.” Physically, the female is the “weaker vessel.” This world is a hard and selfish scene where the weaker goes to the wall. Under all other civilizations and all other religions than ours woman has experienced this fate to the full; her condition has been that of a slave to the male — sometimes a petted slave, but yet a slave. In Christian and European society alone has she ever attained the place of man’s social equal, and received the homage and honor due from magnanimity to her sex and her feebleness. And her enviable lot among us has resulted from two causes: the Christian religion and the legislation founded upon it by feudal chivalry. How insane then is it for her to spurn these two bulwarks of defense, to defy and repudiate the divine authority of that Bible which has been her redemption, and to revolutionize the whole spirit of the English common law touching woman’s sphere and rights. She is thus spurning the only protectors her sex has ever found, and provoking a contest in which she must inevitably be overwhelmed. Casting away that dependence and femininity which are her true strength, the “strong-minded woman” persists in thrusting herself into competition with man as his equal. But for contest she is not his equal; the male is the stronger animal. As man’s rival, she is a pitiful inferior, a sorry she-mannikin. It is when she brings her wealth of affection, her self-devotion, her sympathy, her tact, her grace, her subtle intuition, her attractions, her appealing weakness, and places them in the scale with man’s rugged strength and plodding endurance, with his steady logic, his hardihood and muscle. and his exemption from the disabling infirmities of her sex, that he delights to admit her full equality and to do glad homage to her as the crown of his kind. All this vantage-ground the “Women’s Rights women” madly throw away, and provoke that collision for which nature itself has disqualified them. They insist upon taking precisely a man’s chances: well, they will meet precisely the fate of a weak man among strong ones.

Some will surely find Dabney’s attitude toward women insulting, and will argue that he underestimated women’s fitness for “competition with man as his equal.” This may be so, but it is irrelevant to the more important point, namely that the subversion of parental authority and the destruction of the family — divorce “at the caprice of either party” — have produced exactly what Dabney predicted: A generation of young men “without discipline, without homes, without a God,” with the result that many communities are “overwhelmed in savage anarchy.”

Baltimore, St. Louis, Chicago — this kind of savagery is now so common in America’s cities that we take it for granted, just as we take for granted that there are more than 2 million inmates in our nation’s prisons, and that local, state and federal law enforcement agencies have a combined total of more than 1 million full-time employees on their payrolls. America is over-policed because American families are falling apart, and our society’s descent into “savage anarchy” is being hastened by the sort of Equality and Progress that have produced “a bastard progeny” of young men “nearer akin to devils than to men.”

When we hear feminists today lamenting “street harassment” and “rape culture” — a world in which all women “live in a state of continual vigilance about sexual safety,” according to Lindsay Beyerstein — we must not forget that the society in which we live today has been created in large part by the measures of “audacious reform” that earlier generations of “Women’s Rights women” demanded. Like an Old Testament prophet, Dabney tried to warn them, but they would not listen, and “the weaker goes to the wall.”




 

Category: Sex Trouble

In The Mailbox: 01.20.16

Posted on | January 20, 2016 | 2 Comments

— compiled by Wombat-socho


Only one year left until Obama leaves the White House.


OVER THE TRANSOM
EBL: Democrats Poison Flint
Da Tech Guy: Three Things To Take Away From The Palin Endorsement
The Political Hat: Sex And Gender Are NOT Social Constructs
Michelle Malkin: History Lesson – How Open Borders Republicans Sabotaged Visa Tracking Systems
Twitchy: Brian Fallon Still Trying (And Failing) To Explain Away Intel IG’s Report


RIPPED FROM THE HEADLINES
American Power: Holy Cow! Sanders Surges To 60-33 Lead Over Hillary In New Hampshire
American Thinker: Returning Power To The People
Conservatives4Palin: Alleged Tea Party Senators Betray On Radical Judge Vote
Don Surber: If The Confederate Flag Has Meaning, Why Doesn’t The U.S. Flag?
Jammie Wearing Fools: Daesh Savages Toss Another Gay Man Off A Rooftop, Human Rights Campaign Unavailable For Comment
Joe For America: Obama Appointee Strikes Down “Fast And Furious” Executive Privilege Claim
JustOneMinute: A Great Question, Rephrased
Pamela Geller: NYPD To Purge Documents On Islamic Terrorism In The U.S.
Protein Wisdom: Palin Endorses Trump
Shot In The Dark: Halpert The Headless Thompson Gunner
STUMP: Puerto Rico – Dawning Reality Update, And A Touch Of Chicago
The Gateway Pundit: Migration Explosion – 21 Times More Migrants Arrive In Greece This Year
The Jawa Report: Sandcrawler PSA – You Have Already Won!
The Lonely Conservative: Iowa Governor Needs To Protect Ethanol, Says Don’t Vote For Cruz
This Ain’t Hell: Japhet Rivera, VA Director, Paid To Resign
Weasel Zippers: Kent State Professor Investigated By FBI For ISIS Recruiting
Megan McArdle: Hope And Change Again, If Only For A Moment
Mark Steyn: It’s Still The Demography, Stupid


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