Odd that women still choose to meet with anyone if they're so terrified of their choices. It's almost like they thrive off their conceptualized fear and then continue to make horrible choices due to the feelings. I always love hearing the "I never do this normally" line. The amount of cognitive dissonance that requires while wiping off my jizz with a towel is why I can rationalize someone unironically being a Bernie supporter.
It's almost like they thrive off their conceptualized fear and then continue to make horrible choices due to the feelings.
The hottest-selling book of all time is about a woman who enters into an abusive relationship with a rich, attractive man who covers his abuse with a thin veneer of misapplied BDSM terms to justify it.
Let's also not forget that it's a thinly-veiled Twilight fan-fic to begin with, and how many hundreds of thousands of soccer moms had to change their panties over Team Jacob or Team Edward. I'd have hated to have been a theater worker during those movies' runs, what with having to mop the floors and hose down the seats after every showing.
It's an act. The constant demand of rabid feminist shrews for special treatment shows that they, like black identitarians, have a very ingrained inferiority complex.
If I believed that another group of people consisted of subhuman animals, I'd certainly not think that the only way I could compete against them would be by special treatment.
It's like how in reality most of the black supremacist women you see have white boyfriends. They just want attention and social favour while also getting the prime cut on the side by a white chad.
No matter how much we say "they" - remember, it's not even close to all women, nor even a majority. It is a majority of the loud ones who complain non stop though, and a large majority of the immature women, or the mentally ill women.
When I talk to just every day women around me, friends or from work - none of them even remotely think this stuff. They know it can happen, and they'll tell you stories that have happened to them and the stories I get are all "no, that guy was a dumb ass so I didn't date him again and I pulled away when he tried to kiss me at the end" It's never "I thought I'd die!"
Ironically enough, it's not the meeting guys for dates that seems to make my female friends scared - it's the going home after like 8-9PM that worries them. None has ever complained of anything happening, just a strong feeling of being nervous/anxious. Which is understandable, but in my anecdotal experiences, they're significantly more uncomfortable with that (if they're not driving - I live in a major city with good public transport) than they are with the potential date.
Odd that women still choose to meet with anyone if they're so terrified of their choices. It's almost like they thrive off their conceptualized fear and then continue to make horrible choices due to the feelings. I always love hearing the "I never do this normally" line. The amount of cognitive dissonance that requires while wiping off my jizz with a towel is why I can rationalize someone unironically being a Bernie supporter.
The hottest-selling book of all time is about a woman who enters into an abusive relationship with a rich, attractive man who covers his abuse with a thin veneer of misapplied BDSM terms to justify it.
It wasn't men buying it.
Let's also not forget that it's a thinly-veiled Twilight fan-fic to begin with, and how many hundreds of thousands of soccer moms had to change their panties over Team Jacob or Team Edward. I'd have hated to have been a theater worker during those movies' runs, what with having to mop the floors and hose down the seats after every showing.
For 50 Shades, at least, I have been told cucumbers were found.
Used cucumbers.
It's very simple.
They genuinely believe us to be subhuman animals.
It's an act. The constant demand of rabid feminist shrews for special treatment shows that they, like black identitarians, have a very ingrained inferiority complex.
If I believed that another group of people consisted of subhuman animals, I'd certainly not think that the only way I could compete against them would be by special treatment.
I don't think that follows. If you know you can get it, why wouldn't you ask for special treatment?
No, I don't need it, and I know I don't.
No they don't.
It's like how in reality most of the black supremacist women you see have white boyfriends. They just want attention and social favour while also getting the prime cut on the side by a white chad.
No matter how much we say "they" - remember, it's not even close to all women, nor even a majority. It is a majority of the loud ones who complain non stop though, and a large majority of the immature women, or the mentally ill women.
When I talk to just every day women around me, friends or from work - none of them even remotely think this stuff. They know it can happen, and they'll tell you stories that have happened to them and the stories I get are all "no, that guy was a dumb ass so I didn't date him again and I pulled away when he tried to kiss me at the end" It's never "I thought I'd die!"
Ironically enough, it's not the meeting guys for dates that seems to make my female friends scared - it's the going home after like 8-9PM that worries them. None has ever complained of anything happening, just a strong feeling of being nervous/anxious. Which is understandable, but in my anecdotal experiences, they're significantly more uncomfortable with that (if they're not driving - I live in a major city with good public transport) than they are with the potential date.
I'd support Bernie over Pocahontas or Biden.
I mean if you're killing yourself with a gun might as well grab a shotgun over a pistol.
It's almost like women are inherently attracted to dangerous men.