And yet even that empowering news leads the poor dears to Oprah, overeating, and generalized bitchiness.
FLAME ON!
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Natalie is SICK of your racism and intolerance and PLACEHOLDER-Phobia.
Natalie forgot that she is Jewish for a few moments there, palaeomerus.
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SCARJO wants you get used to your future of indigent dormitories, bikes, florescent lights, buses, toilets that won’t often carry your dooks away in one flush, and glorious unicorn farts. It’s very rational. Maybe she’ll wave to you from the top of her hotel penthouse peasant! Also, she took pictures of her boobs after a shower with her smart phone and hackers stole them and put them on the internet! Heed the counsel of the elite!
She’s backing Obama Leigh, and Obama says that Islam is a religion of peace and that the future must not belong to those who slander the prophet. That’s way more progressive than George Bush’s ‘Islamist vs. moderate Islam’ paradigm.
Jeff, you may remember Tim Allen’s old routine before he got a sitcom.
He used to ask the audience, “Men are pigs. Right, women?” *much clapping and whooping*
Tim (longish pause): Too bad we own everything!
Natalie also had a baby with her already married boyfriend before he got a divorce and made an “honest woman” of her.
Proving once again that starlets are empty-headed morons with their feet in the air.
That was a lot of words for something that distills down to “Hannah Rosin sure is a hypercompetitive prick, isn’t she?”
I mean, I understand and largely agree with his observations and conclusions, but more than anything I think his confusion could be cleared up by observing that Rosin really is a hypercompetitive prick, for whom everything in life boils down to a zero-sum competition. Little wonder that the sorry woman can’t understand how her sisters can be “winning” and still be unhappy in spite of it.
Doubly ironic, seeing as how much effort has been spent to make us believe that only men are capable of such prickishness, while women are all about the cooperation and compassion and feelings.
Feminist, liberate thyself!
There he goes with that bayonet again, always with the stabby stabbing.
~~Spencer Tracy in Adam’s Rib
The drip starts at puberty, at the base of the brain near the top of the spinal cord. Nobody’s ever found a way to neutralize it.
It’s said it gives the victim the power of not giving a shit about your male reason, asshole.
Strong men tend to father daughters.
So, it’s still all your guys faults.
My experience with hypercompetative people is that the seek out the best competition.
My experience with four year olds is that they squeal at the unfairness when their competitor, well, competes.
Guess which one describes Rosin?
Now THAT’S liberating…
Heh.
A woman can declare herself truly liberated when she changes her own flat tires, replaces her own leaky faucets, replaces her own balky flush valves in toilets, and swaps out bad receptacles and switches.
Until then, she’s just faking it and still being “oppressed” by men.
A woman can declare herself truly liberated when she
gets back into the kitchen and stfu
It’s like the old joke.
HEADLINE: 80% of caucasian male population along all age groups lost to freak pandemic. Women and minorities hardest hit.
@PurpAv, I can do all that stuff but I’d rather not. That’s not to say that I won’t, I just don’t like it anymore than anyone else does.
Nr, my dad says God gave us wimmins small feet in order to stand closer to the stove.
If you can do it, then you’re actually liberated leigh. Mechanical competence is one of the most liberating things a woman (or man) can develop.
It gives you the choice of hiring something out rather than needing to hire something out. If money is tight, that’s a nice choice to have.
Mechanical skills will be in high demand as the collapse develops ;->
Thanks. I grew up in a family with three brothers, a lot of uncles and both grandfathers, as well as my dad who were always fixing, painting, tinkering, building, plumbing, roofing, rewiring, drawing plans up and running their own businesses.
We never hired out for anything that I can remember, except doctoring and even then you better have a compound fracture or been sick “long enough” to justify the expense.
I keep telling my boys to learn to turn a wrench, already. Youngest is the only one with any promise, alas.
Mechanical skills will be in high demand as the collapse develops
I got talked into reading World War Z (I’m not usually a Zombie fan), but I really enjoyed the book and giggled like crazy at a passage where all the advanced degrees in Womyn’s Studies or Art History are relegated to low status chaffing at taking instruction from mechanical-skills people.
Kills her own spiders…
While my sisters dandle their grandchildren and great-grandchildren on their knees, I can go change a flat.
Boy, won’t they be envious!
I had no promise. I had never worked on a car in my entire life. I did have some minor experience as a 17-year-old that came from a summer building boat lifts, but that was as they say rather late in life.
Here’s what got me semi-competent, mechanically: necessity. Ownership of an older automobile coupled with a relatively modest income and student loan debt to put me through college.
All well worth it. If necessity knocks, you answer. Mostly you have no choice. When I was a younger that was true, anyway.
I made just a few key investments that were IMO unavoidable: some basic tools, and a shop manual. After that I added on tools as theybecame necessary; improvising where possible, and just figured things out.
It turns out that: yes, you can liberate wheel bearing races from their seats using only a hammer and a drift. It’s painfully slow, bit it can be done. But I did luck out in some areas. Changing driveshaft universal joints would have been nearly impossible had I not swiped my old man’s Snap-On 3/8″-7/16″ combo wrench. A Craftsman wrench that size was made of material too thick to clear obstructions.
Another lesson learned: if you’re young and strong and not as smart as you think you are, you can in fact pull that gearbox without a transmission jack, and then reinstall it. Several times.
The most important thing I learned from my dad, when it came to home improvements and repairs, was simply to be unafraid to try.
I’ve consistently been surprised at how many of my jobs are not really that difficult*, and at how many of my friends won’t believe me when I say it.
*Except plumbing. Good Lord, how I hate to do plumbing.
Inquisitor: What is best in life?
Hannah Rosin: To crush your enemies, see them driven before you and hear the lamentations of their men.
This isn’t even a zero sum game.
I hate plumbing, too Squid. I’ve also shocked myself enough times to be fearful of electrical wiring. (I hear you laughing over there, sdferr.)
The only real epic fail with househole repairs I’ve had was trying to repair an old dishwasher. I futzed with it for three days and then said fuck it.