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The Decisions of Modern Women

This is a guest post by Tim. Before last November, when I stopped watching TV, I would usually have the news on in the background. One of the news shows I actually watched was America Live with Megyn Kelly. I liked that news show and I think that Megyn is the second best interviewer that […]

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The Annotated Fifty Shades of Grey, Part One: Journey to the Center of the Female Id

For the uninitiated, Fifty Shades of Grey is the romance novel that’s taking the publishing world by storm. It’s a hackneyed, unreadable piece of shit, but it’s one of the best-selling books of all time. And every woman in America is flicking her bean to it. Your girlfriend? She’s reading it when you’re not around. That fat bitch […]

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Femininity and the Indiana 7s; or, Jen McCreight is Still an Ugly Bitch

Ah, the Internet, home to some of the best drama this side of a Shakespeare festival. For those unaware of this latest lulzworthy kerfuffle, my tl;dr summary: Feminist, atheist, and “skeptic” blogger Jen McCreight wrote a post snarking at Roosh’s assertion that educational level and femininity are inversely correlated in women. Roosh Tweeted a link […]

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Choose Your Own Sexuality!

Just when you think our era can’t get any more comical, the freaks manage to go even lower: Democrat Mary Gonzalez was the first lesbian to openly serve in the Texas House of Representatives, and now she’s becoming the first “pansexual,” too. “During the campaign if I had identified as pansexual, I would have overwhelmed everyone…Now that […]

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Why Men Love Michelle Jenneke

My e-comrade Bronan introduced me yesterday to Unleash the Beef, a blog of impressive, truth-telling testicular fortitude. Bookmark that shit now. One post of UTB’s, on Australian hurdler Michelle Jenneke, caught my eye. She’s not even competing in the Olympics, yet this clip of her warming up before a race has little soldiers around the Internet […]

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“Game Promotes Rape”: The Latest Smear

First the manosphere was ignored. While the MSM and feminists went on their merry ways, we toiled in silence and obscurity, assembling our armies. Then the manosphere was mocked. Tenth-rate writers like David Futrelle deployed the lamest of snark against us to the delight of their bon bon-eating, emotionally stunted audiences. Now the manosphere is […]

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Fattypocalypse, Part Two: Plus-Size Dating Boogaloo

If God exists, He has the cruelest sense of humor imaginable. Remember the half-naked, loud-and-proud chubster I posted about yesterday? She has a YOUTUBE channel! And the lead-off video is a veritable Mount Rushmore of hamsteriffic delusion. Even better: Anna’s channel is named “Sickening Curves.” Sickening is right: men like curves on the boobs and […]

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Fattypocalypse

I’m starting to wonder if universal healthcare is a good thing, because it’s increasingly looking like fascistic state action is the only way to beat back the obesity crisis. With the fat acceptance movement metamorphosing into increasingly more horrifying forms, like this new Tumblelog about “thin privilege,” bans on large sodas seem like a damn […]

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Life Imitates Art; or, Adventureland and Kristen Stewart as Homewrecking Slut

I ordinarily give about as much thought to celebrity gossip as I do to piles of dog shit on the sidewalk (i.e. none), but a couple of articles from Heartiste and W.F. Price on Kristen Stewart cheating on her boyfriend with the director of her latest movie piqued my interest. I was a bit surprised […]

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Why Married Men Deserve to Get Screwed Over in Divorce

This post will not endear me to the MRA loser brigade. I don’t care; it’s the truth. Unless he’s your friend, you have no reason to care about any man who get raped in divorce. And no, I’m not going to give some keyboard jockey reason why: “Oh well, if he just had better game, she […]

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