I mean that in the same way that Nietzsche himself proclaimed God’s death. More than a century after the egoist movement launched by Nietzsche and continued by Dora Marsden, Ragnar Redbeard, H.L. Mencken and more, humanity remains steeped in collectivist ideologies that encourage mediocrity and victimhood. While our progressives and socialists no longer justify their corruption by appealing to a higher power, fundamentally they are no different than William Jennings Bryan, the temperance crusaders and the other Bible-thumping obscurantists of yesteryear. Feminists and progressives, knowing how weak and pitiful they are, seek only to drag others down to their level with witch hunts and government action.
In this edition of the podcast (now with cool new theme song), I dish some details about the New Orleans meetup, talk about Duke porn star Miriam Weeks (and how she’s lying about how she feels empowered by having sex for a living), and read hilarious search terms for the month of February. I also deliver some realtalk in regards to drugs and unveil my new advertising rates.
I’m not a fan of online advertising, or at the very least corporate advertising. Not only is it a bad way to make money, accepting advertising indiscriminately will limit your free speech. I could lard this site up with all sorts of pop-ups and related crap, but I won’t because I don’t want to constrain myself in order to please some cowardly suit.
That’s the conventional manosphere wisdom anyway, and there’s some truth to it. Given the Cosmo/feminist idea that men are nothing more than breathing dildos who exist to get girls off—and if the girl doesn’t orgasm, it’s always his fault—it’s not surprising that some guys would overreact in the opposite direction.
Beyond the Bush is the debut novel by Robert Ignatius Dillon, who I know absolutely nothing about. The only reason I read the book is because it’s the first release from Ann Sterzinger’s Hopeless Books that wasn’t written by Sterzinger herself; she sent me a review copy some time ago. To date, this is the only writing of any kind that Dillon has had published under this name.
Which leaves me without any sort of framework to build this review on.
NOTE: This article was originally published at Alternative Right on August 11, 2012. I’m re-posting it here as the site is now defunct.
Last week, I Tweeted a series of comments denigrating “men” in the manosphere who go weak at the knees whenever a woman who agrees with them bursts onto the scene. For all the talk about men being dominant and leading women, an awful lot of guys in this corner of the Internet are eager to prostrate themselves before any girl who talks about how much she hates feminism and thinks being white is just swell.
When I was a senior in high school, my religion teacher had us watch the movie The Five People You Meet in Heaven, based off of a book by Mitch Albom, whom you might remember for his tear-jerker porn classic Tuesdays with Morrie. The plot revolved around Eddie (Jon Voight), a lonely, misanthropic old amusement park mechanic who is killed when he tries to save a little girl from being crushed to death by a malfunctioning ride. The movie’s focus is the titular five people he meets when he goes to heaven, but the scene I remember most was Eddie’s funeral. Because he had no family or friends, only his co-workers attend the funeral, and because they didn’t know him well at all, the most they can say about him was “Eddie was a smart guy, and a hard worker, and, ummm…”
A couple years back, when Deus Ex: Human Revolution was released, I pulled out my copies of the first two games in the series to get myself back up to speed on the plot. Deus Ex installed and played just fine, but when I went to boot up Invisible War, the game refused to start, even though it had installed just fine. A bit of Google research and I found the problem; the copy protection on the disc had a tendency to degrade when the disc got older. I fixed the problem by downloading a no-CD patch so I could play the game without the disc.
That’s right: I had to break the law in order to play a game I legally bought… all because of a piece of software that was designed to keep me from breaking the law.