Post: #76

(01-11-2014 08:06 PM)Nolecbo Wrote:  

(01-10-2014 10:52 PM)Blaster Wrote:  

(01-10-2014 07:25 PM)DJ-Matt Wrote:  Ah yes the old myspace angle, clearly a SIF, although I think the secret's out already

Yeah, nothing secret about that one. The myspace angle is probably to achieve some bare minimum level of dignity.

And yet, KNOWING it is a myspace angle I still wasn't ready for the reality:

(01-10-2014 09:34 PM)darklightdispatch Wrote:  Without feminism, she might have a husband and family, despite her frightful appearance. Instead, it's one "slimy retracting penis" after another, hoping for someone to fornicate with that won't make her feel "totally gross" after he leaves, and worrying about the "good" groceries. She's resigned to her ideology-shaped fate, but she's self-aware enough to realize it sucks.

I know what you mean, but I think the hamster is so strong, so tempting, many women aren't capable of that level of self-containment.

"HOBBIES: Writing, reading books that make me sound smart, snuggling kittens, drinking too much too often, and vainly searching for some intelligent and hilarious hot single dudes who aren’t 100% boring."
http://blogs.suntimes.com/ourtown/2010/0..._irby.html


In case any of you are looking for more of her 'wisdom':
http://bitchesgottaeat.blogspot.com/

Also, what's up with her open mouth pose she seems to display in some of her pictures? The photographer is trying to get her to smile with "say cheese" and she immediately strike this pose?

Post: #77

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

She's a Miley Cyrus minus anything remotely good-looking.

Post: #78

(01-12-2014 09:27 PM)equilibrium Wrote:  Wow, the earlier photos were unpleasant, but the full body panorama was ... really unpleasant.

And what is it with these fat girls and their I'm FAT but I'm so EMPOWERED and AWESOME (a la the famous womanbearpig Lindy West). A pro-fat T-shirt? Really? WTF?

You don't see fat dudes high-fiving each other about how empowered they are because they're carrying 150 extra pounds. Mostly, at least in my observation, obese guys seem to be grimly silent about it, or else quietly want to get in shape. They don't pretend that it's a condition that they really want.

It's because they aren't good-looking that they scream "empowered" and "fat is beautiful".

You don't see Stephen Hawkins screaming about how smart he is.

They take advantage of other women with their shit; most normal women don't like hurting other people's feelings so when these walking McDonald's receptacles scream about their beauty actual women just nurture and pity them.

And the war-pigs take that pity (which I believe they secretly know is bullshit but what else do they have) and scream "fat is empowering" even louder.

It's a huge feedback loop that will only get crushed with the cold harshness of reality a la Andrea Dworkin's disgusting lifestyle/obesity:

Quote:Illness and death

During her final years, Dworkin suffered fragile health, and she revealed in her last column for the Guardian that she had been weakened and nearly crippled for the past several years by severe osteoarthritis in the knees.[91] Shortly after returning from Paris in 1999, she had been hospitalized with a high fever and blood clots in her legs. A few months after being released from the hospital, she became increasingly unable to bend her knees, and underwent surgery to replace her knees with titanium and plastic prosthetics. She wrote, "The doctor who knows me best says that osteoarthritis begins long before it cripples – in my case, possibly from homelessness, or sexual abuse, or beatings on my legs, or my weight. John, my partner, blames Scapegoat, a study of Jewish identity and women's liberation that took me nine years to write; it is, he says, the book that stole my health. I blame the drug-rape that I experienced in 1999 in Paris."[91]

When a newspaper interviewer asked her how she would like to be remembered, she said, "In a museum, when male supremacy is dead. I'd like my work to be an anthropological artifact from an extinct, primitive society".[35] She died in her sleep on the morning of April 9, 2005, at her home in Washington, D.C.[92] The cause of death was later determined to be acute myocarditis.[93] She was 58 years old.

Post: #79

Just because you get a drivers license, it doesn't mean you write "the rules of driving Indy car"

So when you end up having sex with thirsty loser, that doesn't mean you have the authority to write the rules of casual sex

Post: #80

A profile of her by a Chicago news outlet.

Quote:Tattooed across her heart is a kind of disclaimer of ambition, the words: "I want no one else to succeed."

This bitch is crazy.