Wednesday, April 13, 2011

"Whore" Is Never A Good Career Choice...

There's two sorts of trollops in this world: the ones who end up decomposing on a beach on Long Island, and the ones who willfully, blindly, and unconsciously choose physical and mental serfdom because it's easier than getting a real job, while laboring under the false impression that they are 'empowering' themselves.

A Playboy Bunny complains about her Sexual Serfdom. Yawn. You have to give her points for this belated observation:

"Little did I realize that by moving into the mansion I was losing all the freedom I associated with the Playboy lifestyle."

Well, DUH!!!! What do you think happens in a whorehouse, Dipshit? It might be a fancier, better-decorated whorehouse, in a ritzy zip code, but it's still a whorehouse all the same!

It's also good to know that there's plenty of STD's, unwanted pregnancies, and dog shit floating around Hef's digs (allegedly) to make the place a Disneyland of the Disgusting. It all certainly must provide the proper ambiance.

Not to be a jerk, but some women can be monumentally stupid, even after 50 years of 'Feminism', and probably BECAUSE of 50 years of Feminism, if you ask me. The 'Why" is not all that difficult to understand: Feminism tells women that they posses a weapon more powerful than a nuclear warhead -- a vagina -- and then instructs them on how to use it to their supposed advantage, using it liberally in this case, judicially in others, as the circumstances dictate.

It never tells them that while Men might be grateful for sex, and thus -- for a time -- behave themselves in a way the Woman requires for so long as she sees fit to bestow her graces upon him, it singularly neglects to inform them (because then this would cause the entire mentality that underlies Feminism to collapse under it's own (water) weight) that Men are perfectly capable of going someplace else for a little Belly Bumping when you won't oblige.

Feminism, -- much like Communism and Barack Obama Economic Schemes -- discounts human nature and reality, when it doesn't obstinately refuse to acknowledge the existence of either completely. Any serious study of biology will tell you a simple truth about Men: we're Opportunists, and we're hard-wired to fuck everything that moves. If you won't, then surely someone else will, and if the basis of our relationship is you using Sex in order to profit(materially or professionally), then we'll, eventually, figure it all out and head for greener pastures rather than continue to be played for suckers.

You want to know how I know Feminism is a complete failure? Because I've never met a HAPPY Feminist, and they all have the same complaint about Men: they're all Sunshine and Skittles when you're giving it up on a regular basis. but as soon as you ask for that Promotion, the better grade, or the Diamond tennis bracelet, they're out of there so fast they leave a vapor trail behind them.

Feminism conveniently forgets to tell them that Men are Masters of Manipulation. Offered as proof: it has been (mostly) Men who have invented things like Psychiatry, Marketing, Mass-Media and Propaganda, which are all often concerned with feeding you the biggest plate of bullshit you've ever seen in your life, while making you eager to scarf it all up with a tablespoon and then ask for more. In one of the greatest ironies in all of History, it's apparent that without Men to lay the groundwork (political, ideological, scientific, legal, communications, moral, etc) for it, Feminism could probably never have existed in the first place!

It's enough to make you wonder if Feminism wasn't always some nefarious plot hatched by an evil genius with overactive gonads.

Hell, even at my advanced age and expanding waistline, I still have a phone book (relatively) full of booty calls, fuck buddies and hump-and-a-hot-dog dates, and the only reason there isn't a steady supply of hot-and-cold running vaginas here at Lunatic Central is because there's no challenge in it (we do still enjoy The Chase, and forming the intellectual and emotional bondsnecessary for a committed relationship, even if we never say so), and because I've (mostly) outgrown the Easy Conquest. And even if I didn't have such a resource at my fingertips, there's still enough low-hanging fruit available on a daily basis to ensure that the problem of where to park a boner for an evening when the usual, ready supply is unavailable is not an insurmountable one, on par with climbing Everest or splitting the atom.


Thank you, Feminists!

(Ed. Note: Rule of thumb, Gentlemen: the more divorces a woman has on her record, the easier she is to get naked. I personally know two who have three or more to their credit who screw like minks without you having to buy a mink, first).

Hugh Hefner simply recognized a set of circumstances that these ladies didn't, or which they already knew but wouldn't/couldn't admit to themselves -- they're all looking for a free ride in life; they've discovered that their looks open a lot of wallets, they've been trained to give it up with little thought by Feminists as a means of 'personal liberation' for the last five decades, and most people lack the same critical thinking skills you'd expect to find in an armadillo. These women (Hef's Harem) are basically trading their bodies for a nice place to live, a measure of fame, unlimited plastic surgery, and a thousand bucks a week. And some of them are so desperate for even that questionable bounty that they're willing to further degrade themselves and fuck an 80-yr-old cardboard cut-out hopped up on Viagra.

Because it beats working for a living, doesn't it?

Predictably, the dumber ones find themselves grateful for the opportunity, and the ones with at least two braincells to rub together eventually become bitter when they finally realize they've been had. When we reach that stage then someone has to be blamed for this bitterness and feelings of being taken advantage of -- but not to worry, Feminism has an answer for that one too -- it's called 'Victimhood'. The idea that someone who's made a bad life choice and doesn't like the consequences isn't really complicit in their own descent into crapitude is the hallmark of Feminist Thought (contradiction in terms).

It's always someone else's fault, and someone is always being taken advantage of. No one is ever responsible for anything, unless of course, it becomes convenient that they should. Like when you file a sexual harassment/discrimination suit.

Hefner simply discovered the metaphorical equivalent to an Arms Control regime in the War of the Sexes: You may have a pussy, Sunshine, but it's always been for sale. It's just that some come with a lower price tag.

And before I get nasty e-mail: yes, Pussy has always been for sale. The only differences between prostitution and marriage are a license, a bunch of legal/social protections/obligations, and the fact that The Man has made a choice to forsake all other vaginas because he likes your's best. And the Scarlet Woman doesn't get to have a judge dispose of your house and property and hand half the proceeds over to her, just because you left the toilet seat up. This is not just me being a sarcastic dipshit, either: it's biology at work. Don't think so? Read The Naked Ape and The Human Zoo. Those books are far more informative and a better investment of your time than that Jacqueline Suzanne or Jodi Piccault shit you all seem to read these days, and it won't give you a migraine and make you all menstrual, like Oprah does.

They're also an excellent How-To guide on picking up chicks. But, I digress...

As for the Bunnies: I have no sympathy whatsoever for any of them. Choices -- especially bad ones -- always have consequences. You break it, you bought it, as Colin Powell used to say before he became a moral coward.

Remember Ladies: if you wish to be valued and respected, then value and respect yourself, first. Then assholes like Me and Hef will be forced to treat you accordingly, and then you won't have to complain about being obligated to blow a rapidly-aging adolescent on a tight schedule.

3 comments:

onebc37 said...

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Speaking of feminists, I’m betting you’re aware of…

Head of Surgeons Group Resigns Over Article Viewed as Offensive to Women
By GARDINER HARRIS
Despite apologies, Dr. Lazar Greenfield could not win back support following a Valentine’s Day article he wrote about the mood-enhancing effects of semen.

My comment, on another NYTimes blog, about the same topic, has gone un-posted. It follows:

RIP Lazar Greenfield.

Lazar Greenfield has caved, buckled, tucked-tail, and has resigned. Which, will certainly raise the spirits of many. But, "which" many?

Oh happy day! Let’s have a victory run… just after the run-for-breast-cancer run. Maybe we can borrow a few bucks from that 625 million at the WHI… and have party to celebrate the grand tidings… “Greenfield Is Done!”.

What a proud blow has been struck for political correctness. A red letter day. Something to surely celebrate. What could possibly be more uplifting than an even tighter death-grip upon speech? What could possibly make radical-feminists and femi-Nazis feel more empowered, than to have yet again, directed and set control over speech?

There is one possible thing that might make them feel better... and it involves the precision surgical use of a scalpel on more men like Doc Greenfield. Perhaps for the true attainment of happiness for them it would entail precision surgery performed upon ALL men.

That bad, bad, man… Greenfield... has been put in his place… and to hell with him and his contributions to surgery and medical science. After all, he said something that tapped a sensitive nerve… and we can’t have that… can we? We can’t have that nowadays even in old and great literature… can we? No, we can’t.

Not to worry, disgusting books that touch nerves, like Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn, will soon be “sanitized” too... just like the Doc. Erased.

Soon, all we’ll dare say to one another in any work-place will be... Good morning… Good afternoon… Good evening… nice and sanitized… no chance for an issue arising there… or, let’s hope not. Some people will even find a way to be “offended” by “Good morning”… because they might not like the person who’s saying it.

Perhaps, if Greenfield wasn’t 78, he might have just told everyone to lighten-up, be an adult… or to go to hell, if they didn’t like his comment. The latter definitely gets my vote.

Oversensitive femi-fascism and female-chauvinism are despicable… and are part of the reason for the unweaving and degeneration of the family, and the unweaving of the fabric of America. I’m sick of oversensitive, sexist, and mewling crybabies, who, under the guise of having been offended, are really aiming at reengineering language, speech, and society. Which, is the death-knell for language, speech, and society.

Only the short-sighted with a short-sighted agenda are to blind to see that the bell tolls for all… not just for one.

I, for one, am in defense of offense. Let’s have more of it… offense, that is. Benign and meek Dick Cavett seems to be in defense of offense as well…

http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2011/04/15/in-defense-of-offense/

When the pendulum swings too far, a backlash is inevitable. There’s a storm brewing far off-shore, which, when it makes landfall, will rain down on everyone.

And given the pervasive "politically correct" watchdogs everywhere... I doubt if this legitimate defense and eulogy of Lazar Greenfield will get posted... because it doesn't fall into the category of "status quo"... and might "offend" some poor sensitive soul.

If you’re reading this Greenfield… I salute you.

The above, has not bee posted... again... imagine that.

Matthew said...

Next thing you knbow, some feminazi will be all upset when you tell her "But Honey, it's good for your teeth and prevents pregnancy..."

The bottomline on Feminism, in my opinion: it was always about jealous Women who wished they could behave like Men without approbation...and abortion.

However, it's apparent that the Women who espuse Feminism with the greatest fervor have absolutely no idea how Men think, and thus, why they behave the way they do.

They also don't understand basic biology and human behavior, despite all the meely-mouthed psychobabble uttered by Steinham, Friedan and Wolfe.

Feminism is a poorly-thought-out and ridiculously stupid ideology, andmore women would probably be happier in their daily lives if they just tossed it onto the dustheap of history, where it rightfully belongs.

onebc37 said...

I'm in agreement with you on that... and could cite example after example, on and on... but I won't... at this point in time.

I was a mid-level manager for years... and the vast majority of complaints that I had to deal with from an HR perspective... came from whining women... about other women.

As I stated in a comment that actually got posted on this same subject regarding Greenfield...

"As a former manager in a head-hunting firm, the vast preponderance of complaints were by women... in regards to other women. And the language that they used, and felt comfortable using in my presence, would get a man arrested, if he used it. You know the misogynistic four letter word(s)."

A bunch of pains in the ass, never satisfied, who made my job a fucking nightmare.

On the same commenting board, I submitted a comment, that wasn't posted, that began with... "As a heterosexual male, I can attest to the fact that heterosexual women love semen, and are in fact disconcerted when it's not proffered and forthcoming."

The blog host's name is Tara Parker-Pope, on the "Well" blog.

These bitches have no sense of humor, unless it comes to denegrating men as being incompetent boobs incapable of making a decision... and have no innate ability to admit that a good shot of jizz first thing in the morning puts a semi-smile on their face for the rest of the day... in addition to making their teeh glow with that "pearly" sheen.