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Strong, Independent Women should be protected from awkward, poor kissing and sex.

Of course, this has nothing to do with us, and more about women weeding out low-value males.

"You're a Low Value ASSHOLE! You can struggle to please ME, pay my way, and buy me lots of shit, but don't expect nookie, orbiting-wallet jerk off!"

"Oh, and expect LOTS AND LOTS of shit testing to explore the boundaries of your male unworthiness and masochistic adhesion to belittlement and castration!"

This is how we need to educate our women. Wait, they are already like that! The girl who wrote the article must be a shill for a mail order bride.

anonymous says

Just before they have bad sex, she decides she doesn't want to do it. But because she fears his reaction if she pulls the breaks, she goes through with it.

'The thought of what it would take to stop what she had set in motion was overwhelming; it would require an amount of tact and gentleness that she felt was impossible to summon,' the piece reads.

Yeah yes so? she makes a decision that having sex is easier than to say no. But then her decision is either the guy's fault, or the society that made her do it.
And of course at no point on the way to that instant did she have any choice. She texted and worked on being liked. She got bought a dinner. She went home with the guy.
But it's well known women have no liberties and no agency.

So much fucking crazy today.

We had a former Miss USA complain she was being sized up like so much meat, then said "I was Naked ... under a robe". None of the Newsreaders thought that oxymoron was laughable. I'm naked right now. Under a T-shirt and pair of khakis and underwear. Meghan Kelly, the host, posed in lingerie for a magazine shoot.

And damn, who enters a beauty contest just to be sized up from head to toe? OH THE HUMANITY.

"I thought this was the Spelling Bee. I guess I knew something was up when they gave me a Bikini and Spray Tan."

Get away from me bitch!www.youtube.com/embed/7uGnENk7GUI

I delved into the story until my vomit center could stand it no more.

It is a fascinating screed of needy, solipsistic female multiple personality disorder bitchery. That she considers herself such a kind, giving person in this milieu would certainly give Freud a few more rollover spin cycles in his grave.

"Flirting with her customers was a habit she’d picked up back when she worked as a barista, and it helped with tips. She didn’t earn tips at the movie theatre, but the job was boring otherwise, and she did think that Robert was cute. Not so cute that she would have, say, gone up to him at a party, but cute enough that she could have drummed up an imaginary crush on him if he’d sat across from her during a dull class—though she was pretty sure that he was out of college, in his mid-twenties at least. He was tall, which she liked, and she could see the edge of a tattoo peeking out from beneath the rolled-up sleeve of his shirt. But he was on the heavy side, his beard was a little too long, and his shoulders slumped forward slightly, as though he were protecting something.
Robert did not pick up on her flirtation. Or, if he did, he showed it only by stepping back, as though to make her lean toward him, try a little harder. “Well,” he said. “O.K., then.” He pocketed his change."

"Now imagine a world where MEN aren't socialized to placate women's feelings above their own safety, happiness and pleasure."

There. Fixed it for you. Yes, try to imagine that.

The subject story should be called "Fifty Shades of Popcorn".

QUOTE: After the movie, he came back to her. “Concession-stand girl, give me your phone number,” he said, and, surprising herself, she did.

Ceffer says

Women Declare No Substitute For Evening Alone With A Bodice Ripper, A Half Gallon Of Chocolate Ice Cream, And A Knobby Vibrator

If only those women had met me the story would have been completely different.

Ceffer says

"In its December 11 issue, the New Yorker published a short story called Rin's Last Date by writer Kristen Roupenian, which documents the meeting and short-lived relationship of a 20-year-old woman with an older man."

Heh, Heh, could be true. Rin claims he hasn't dated for six or seven years. Maybe this chick was the last smelly sock that put him off dating forever.

Incredible comments:
"Hey, men: we don’t claim this story is about a guy being abusive/nasty to a girl. That’s another level. This is about the romantic hoops women are trained to jump thru, continually, from a v. young age & the kid glove we wear around guys for protection from ur rage/entitlement. "

Romantic hoops? I thought women held all the hoops in the dating area:
Pay my dinner.
Organize it.
Make me laugh.
Hold the door.
Hold the umbrella.
Watch for my every desires.
etc, etc,..

Then after making the guy hope something will happen and getting him there, she want to kick him out. Because "yeah, sorry... I was just kidding. You're sooo entitled."