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Plot 1 — Most stories are Dude-Gets-Chick Stories. These are basically tips on how-to-bullshit-your-way-into-a-receptive-host. Spanning every genre, these stories end when dude scores wide-eyed babe because Y Mission Accomplished. The dude-written stories females get from cradle-onwards – Fairytales — also end when Chick Gets Got. Chick Happiness = Getting Got. – No time wasted planting that bullshit in developing XX minds. And why is Prince with Ballet Company carriage the special one? Dudes aren’t special. According to Hunt Willard, an XX researcher from Duke University: “Genetically speaking, if you’ve met one man, you’ve met them all. We are, I hate to say it, predictable. You can’t say that about women. Men and women are farther apart then we ever knew. It’s not Mars or Venus. It’s Mars or Venus, Pluto, Jupiter and who knows what other planets.” Women are interchangeable is a Male Reversal. Men are interchangeable. If you’ve met one Marsprince, you’ve met them all. Getting “got” by some interchangeable Marsprince is suppose to make the female eternally happy. Happily-ever-after is so not like life in a box, isolated and trapped with a PIV-demanding dude and screaming offspring. Though don’t ever tell females. You want a chick in a box? — Tell females Fairytales.

Romance/Romantic Comedies are Fairytales for grown-women. Fed this bullshit already, and given the limited menu, women eat this stupid shit up, because at least there’s some connection portrayed. Which works well, cuz the Y needs women to believe dudes are capable of connection. For dudes, simulating connection is usually just another con, employed towards dickery/Y success. These “romance” stories are vampire-host-demos, sometimes literally, as the vampire motif gets a redo each generation, cuz apparently, deep down, — rings true. Romance/Romantic Comedies also serve dude as “date movies,” — doing all the softening-up-the-chick work before dude drives her home. (“If I could just stop picking the wrong guys. What is the matter with me? I just need to find the right one. Roberto seems nice.)” One step beyond how-to-bullshit-your-way-into-a-receptive-host to: Here, let us salt her neck.

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