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Brutal Antipathy is a pseudonym for a blogger and forum debate enthusiast whose views often rest well outside of social baseline. A self confirmed atheist, misanthropist, and sadist, his commentary ranges from parched textbook facts to satire and sarcasm. He is a proponent of free speech and individual liberty even when these are taken to excess. His political views shift between lower case libertarian and enlightened despotism depending on the level of contempt he is feeling for his fellow humans at any given moment. His reading interests include history, general science, archaeology, comparative religion, psychology, & sociology. Other interests and hobbies include practicing various crafts, torturing his slave, blogging, playing with his dogs, collecting antiques, role playing & tactical simulation games, renaissance fairs, and cheerfully making other people miserable by holding up a mirror of their shortcomings and repeatedly bashing them in the face with it. L is the owned slave of BA. She basically has the same interests and views as her owner except in music.
Showing posts with label misandry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label misandry. Show all posts

Friday, September 20, 2013

A Kinder, Gentler Machine Gun Hand

I originally wrote this article for the site AVfM and it was published on 11/29/2011



How Feminism Capitalizes on Men’s Rights Movement Victories

Exposing feminist extremism helps to spread the MRM message. Large or outrageous acts of misandry will sometimes yank a few of the oblivious masses out of their stupor, causing them to sit up and take notice. We tend to look upon these events as small victories for the MRM as they almost always draw a handful of people to our cause.  It is only natural that we would celebrate our exposing.

We are prone to become so caught up in our taking of a hill that we fall into the trap of thinking that the hill was a victory. I would suggest otherwise.  In the fog of war against the male sex, we fail to see how extremist behavior provides a diversion from equally important issues. In some cases, the hills we charge serve to empower the more mainstream of feminists who are able to look normal in comparison to their extremist sisters. Attention is never drawn to the fact that it is always the MRM that first exposes these radicals. It is rarely stated that ‘moderate’ feminists remain utterly silent about their fringe elements proposals of male genocide until the plots have been exposed to the public eye. Only then do these mainstream feminists step into the spotlight to announce that not all feminists hold those beliefs. Feminists capitalize on misandry by presenting an image of disapproval when their radical sisters are brought to light, giving the world an impression that they themselves are the reasonable voice of feminism. Our skirmishes become victories for mainstream feminists as well.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

A Broken Clock is Right Twice a Day, or How Skepchick Made Me Anti-Feminist, part 1

Before I can get to the story, indeed before I can even get to the preface, I need to include the back story in order to make things clear. As you may already understand, words alone are never a perfect medium for conveying information. Prior to the invention of writing, and even then when most were illiterate, we communicated verbally. And with verbal communication comes body language from which we consciously or subconsciously send and draw nuances, clues, and affirmation/rejection regarding our verbal conveyance of information. These ingrained and important non verbal communications are lost to us with the written word, making it all the more imperative that we write clearly. This is one of the reasons I have always argued that one cannot redefine words willy-nilly to suit ones whims. Communication is difficult enough with rules and structure; nigh impossible without it. And as we shall eventually see, lack of information because of our inability to read one of the players body language in the eventual story will definitely play a role in the story's development and interpretation.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Schrödinger’s Psycho Bitch: or a girl's guide to seeing feminist sexism and not being a cunt.

This shall be the first of Yoda only knows how many installments I am compelled to write because of a huge argument going on within the Skeptic community. While I had hoped to wrap everything up in one tidy blog post, researching the information has made me realize that the scope of this issue is vastly larger than I had imagined.  The primary focus of this particular piece is to highlight the stupidity of one sides arguments that are based on a 2009 piece titled Schrodinger's Rapist which this side is continually throwing around for justification of their issues and dismissing any objections from the other side with a blanket criticism of "You're not getting it! Read Schrödinger’s Rapist again!". 

Well, I've read it several times, and through this parody hope to point out several of its problems while simultaneously exposing some little known facts that discredit quite a few of the arguments of one side. So far I have remained silent on the skeptic sites, but I suspect that I am about to change that.

And while it will doubtless earn me the accusation of 'mansplaining', it is necessary to explain why the name Schrödinger is being used both in the original and in this parody. Schrödinger was a physicist that showed how some very unusual behavior could be predicted in quantum physics. One of the hypothetical experiments involved a cat placed in a tube or box. Also inside the box is a small amount of radioactive material, a Geiger counter,  a vial of toxic gas, and a mechanism to break the glass. If one of the atoms decays, the Geiger counter senses the burst and causes the mechanism to break the glass, releasing the gas and thus killing the cat.  Basically, thanks to certain mechanics at the quantum level, the hypothetical cat is both alive and dead until an observer looks in. Therefore,  the original story regurgitates the vicious feminist notion that all men are potential rapists. 

Now without further interruption, I present you with Schrödinger’s Psycho Bitch.