It isn't easy becoming one of the most hated people on the internet.
When I attend my monthly meetings of the National Association of Shitlords, I am often approached by aspiring young henchman of patriarchal oppression who want to know what my secret to success is. They see the waves of angry, indignant feminists telling me to kill myself, they see endless threads on tumblr discussing the various ways they would like to see me die. They read the inevitable counter-writings describing me as a cancer, and my words as poison...., and they want to know how to attain such levels of infamy and renowned evil.
Just last week, I was a keynote speaker at the annual conference of the International League of Evil Neckbeards, held on our resort/lair on Skull Island. It maintains the right levels of evil, scary, and intimidating, while still boasting great pools, fun water slides, and amazing cocktails.
Anyway, back to the conference rooms:
I highly recommend the educational seminars on how to trigger self-diagnosed PTSD from mean tweets in precious Tumblrettes with the use of micro-aggressions such as breathing while having a penis, participating in un-policed thought, or the blatant use of vowels without trigger warnings.
I also found the stare-rape lecture on how to rape women by looking at them or paying a compliment rather informative.
But this is only of use if you've attended the master-class on hypothetical consent. Which teaches the budding consent violator, that consent isn't a clearly defined concept like can be found in the normal world of adults. Instead we learn that according to current feminist dogma, consent is an esoterically, highly fluid, theoretically relative mystery, that can not only subjectively turn anything into a consent violation, but can time-travel to change past events into consent violations also! This is great news for budding young agents of the patriarchy who love violating consent.
The extra lessons on how to blame victims by responsibly advocating safety was particularly brilliant. Any chance to oppress people by trying to make the community safer is always a lot of fun. So when it became my turn to take the podium and speak, looking out across at the sea of faces, all looking to me, as a prophet of hate-drawing-oppression. I couldn't bring myself to sell them a gimmick, it was time it give them the truth, they deserved nothing less:
"The trick to really truly becoming the greatest villain of all; to becoming hated by so many, to really fall outside the tolerance of the already intolerant; Is to dare to think for yourself. To dare question the emperors new clothes. To speak for yourself and to do so unashamedly. Be be proud of who you are, even if that is a masculine, dominant, Red Pill man. To stick to your convictions regardless of popular opinion."
That's it, that's my secret. You don't need to be a predator. You don't need to be dangerous. You don't need to violate anyone's consent. You just need to walk to the beat of your own drum, and not be apologetic for it.
Follow this simple rule and you too can be a Patriarchal super-villain, with a lair, henchmen, and minions.
Good luck and happy oppressing :-)
When I attend my monthly meetings of the National Association of Shitlords, I am often approached by aspiring young henchman of patriarchal oppression who want to know what my secret to success is. They see the waves of angry, indignant feminists telling me to kill myself, they see endless threads on tumblr discussing the various ways they would like to see me die. They read the inevitable counter-writings describing me as a cancer, and my words as poison...., and they want to know how to attain such levels of infamy and renowned evil.
Just last week, I was a keynote speaker at the annual conference of the International League of Evil Neckbeards, held on our resort/lair on Skull Island. It maintains the right levels of evil, scary, and intimidating, while still boasting great pools, fun water slides, and amazing cocktails.
Anyway, back to the conference rooms:
I highly recommend the educational seminars on how to trigger self-diagnosed PTSD from mean tweets in precious Tumblrettes with the use of micro-aggressions such as breathing while having a penis, participating in un-policed thought, or the blatant use of vowels without trigger warnings.
I also found the stare-rape lecture on how to rape women by looking at them or paying a compliment rather informative.
But this is only of use if you've attended the master-class on hypothetical consent. Which teaches the budding consent violator, that consent isn't a clearly defined concept like can be found in the normal world of adults. Instead we learn that according to current feminist dogma, consent is an esoterically, highly fluid, theoretically relative mystery, that can not only subjectively turn anything into a consent violation, but can time-travel to change past events into consent violations also! This is great news for budding young agents of the patriarchy who love violating consent.
The extra lessons on how to blame victims by responsibly advocating safety was particularly brilliant. Any chance to oppress people by trying to make the community safer is always a lot of fun. So when it became my turn to take the podium and speak, looking out across at the sea of faces, all looking to me, as a prophet of hate-drawing-oppression. I couldn't bring myself to sell them a gimmick, it was time it give them the truth, they deserved nothing less:
"The trick to really truly becoming the greatest villain of all; to becoming hated by so many, to really fall outside the tolerance of the already intolerant; Is to dare to think for yourself. To dare question the emperors new clothes. To speak for yourself and to do so unashamedly. Be be proud of who you are, even if that is a masculine, dominant, Red Pill man. To stick to your convictions regardless of popular opinion."
That's it, that's my secret. You don't need to be a predator. You don't need to be dangerous. You don't need to violate anyone's consent. You just need to walk to the beat of your own drum, and not be apologetic for it.
Follow this simple rule and you too can be a Patriarchal super-villain, with a lair, henchmen, and minions.
Good luck and happy oppressing :-)