Shame and Humiliation

What misogyny? I'm not scared of your pussy dear, I've tangled with enough of them by now, and I'm less interested in it than I am the person it's attached to - you claim I'm making generalizations then presume to speak for all women - that makes it political, I happen to be very sensitive to the use of the "Royal We". You don't speak for all women, I hate to burst your bubble.

We've been discussing shame and humiliation, and so what are you saying? That images representing male fears of castration and judgment from women are humiliating to you, and because of that, you feel the urge to shame and humiliate me?

That is fucking twisted, sorry, get a grip; women can be as abusive and arrogant as any man, merciless - either you get over it or you don't.

Ever hear of Kali? Tammuz? Do you find those myth/symbols demeaning or empowering - or are they just what is?
 
Here's your average clit on steroids, BTW:

http://www.autumnsparadise.com/timages06/20060703/amateur/glingerie13020.jpg

I note exaggeratedly enlarged clitoris's more commonly on women who receive regular stimulation, hence increased bloodflow to the vulva, through masturbation, machines, vacuum stimulation, etc, though this more often appears to result in greater swelling of the inner labia - without asking them, I couldn't determine whether this is recent or longer term, i.e., starting during the growth phase.

Like any other part of the body, it responds to exercise and stimulation, but some women are just born that way.

Of course, please feel free to discuss the size of my cock some more if that's the best you can do, since we're going that direction anyway.
 
And, there is such a thing a healthy contempt for the opposite sex, to get back on topic: the subject would seem to be where one draws the line - or is there a line when the stakes have raised to this level? Is all fair in love and war?

I guess that would depend on your definition of love, no?
 
And, there is such a thing a healthy contempt for the opposite sex, to get back on topic: the subject would seem to be where one draws the line - or is there a line when the stakes have raised to this level? Is all fair in love and war?

I guess that would depend on your definition of love, no?
Health has nothing to do with a contempt for one half of the human population. :rolleyes:

women can be as abusive and arrogant as any man, merciless...
I object to those women as well. I tell them the same things I'm telling you, if I happen to come into contact with such. But yanno what-- I've rarely met women like this. I more often meet women who hate other women-- and I tell them the same things, as well.

And every morning a woman wakes up and she's still a woman, still getting paid less then men, still physically weaker, still being judged by her looks, and still the butt of mysogynist jokes. A woman's feelings about men, in the big social/political arena, doesn't mean diddly-squat.
 
Health has nothing to do with a contempt for one half of the human population. :rolleyes:

I object to those women as well. I tell them the same things I'm telling you, if I happen to come into contact with such. But yanno what-- I've rarely met women like this. I more often meet women who hate other women-- and I tell them the same things, as well.

And every morning a woman wakes up and she's still a woman, still getting paid less then men, still physically weaker, still being judged by her looks, and still the butt of mysogynist jokes. A woman's feelings about men, in the big social/political arena, doesn't mean diddly-squat.
Look in the mirror - as long as we're playing "amateur psychologist" I'm tempted to speculate that you apparently resent the fact that you're a woman.

It's a biological fact that men are dispensable, we have higher birthrate because we have a higher attrition rate, I have to deal with that - that and the fact that there are always distinction between "real men", and whatever the opposite of that is, I've haven't ever heard anyone tell a woman she wasn't a "real woman".

And I don't get judged by my looks? My level of fitness? My income? What kind of car I drive? How much money I spend on dinner? Who my friends are? What kind of family I come from? what I smell like? How much hair I have? How straight my teeth are? How well I kiss your ass?

Fuck, women ask me what kind of car I drive before they even ask me my name.

A woman is only ever alone by choice, fat, ugly, stupid, it makes no diff, some guy will hook up with her, all she has to do is stand on the corner and whistle.

Note I allow the golden opportunity for a mean personal dig pass here, that heroic restraint will have to suffice you for the ass kissing, but like I said, I don't play that game.

We all have our crosses to bear.

I'd love to continue this deeply moving tear jerking session with you but I have to go help my son with his Halloween costume.
 
Damn, if I were playing the anti-feminism drinking game, I'd be sloshed before I got to the end of your post.

Ignore time for you.
 
Here's another juicer for you:
And trust me, however many guys express their disgust at her masculine appearance, this chick has no problem getting laid.
You misunderstand me.

I love genital manipulation. I love piercings on men and women.

I love huge clits. They are incredible-- every millimeter is absolutely as sensitive as any tiny clit. that's a lot of orgasmic acreage! I don't understand why the doctors warn women about "masculinisation of the genitals" as if it were a terrible side effect of testosterone. :rolleyes:
 
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The artists power lies in the process of sublimating this Dionysian frenzy into the act of Apollonian creation instead of wasting it in futile thrashing.
 
I was gone all day and to be perfectly honest, I find your new AV, XssVe, rather disconcerting and I am so glad that mine does NOT look like that.
 
Heh, it's pretty barbarous, no doubt. :eek:

I've never had an avatar in here before, and it appears my experiment has gone badly awry - it did get attention, but I could live without the drama.

I had no idea people took these things so seriously.

Here's one for you Doc: Maenad.
 
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Shame on you, you naughty, naughty XssVe. You deserve a spanking. Bend over....

I will forgive your outlandishness, if... you agree to change your AV to something a little more pleasant to look at. Otherwise, I might avoid, instead of embrace, your posts, and we don't want that, do we?

Tah tah for the night...
 
I must admit, I'm experiencing a certain amount of disappointment balanced by what border on glee, to have found something that shocks, shames and humiliates even this salty crowd that writes about gangbanging and incest all day long without a second thought, and who were all bragging about how they'd mastered these emotions a few posts earlier.

I've had mixed feelings about perusing this line of symbolism, it struck me as cheap thrills for a while, and I had some extremely visceral responses myself to this sort of material when I first encountered it.

Delving deeper, I even had nightmares for a while: inextricably embedded in a vast sea of giant swollen orifices, slick and hairy, pulsing and oozing, slithering, slimy organs, membranes throbbing gently with an energy repulsive and terrifying, yet somehow less than malignant, oddly compelling in fact, both horrible and fascinating, mocking me with it's joyous depravity. I somehow unlocked some ancient archetypes buried so deeply in my subconscious, I didn't even know they were there.

It isn't death we're afraid of, it's life: relentless, devouring, splitting and growing, it never stops, never rests, never stands still, it's wet and strange and uncontrollable, and it's totally fucking cool.
 
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Your nightmares sound like a few paintings I have seen posted here and elsewhere, with writing bodies and the like. I have read there is a place in the spirit world that is exactly like you describe. It was in a book by Robert Monroe about his research into out of body experiments. He ended up there one night and described it.
 
Stella,

You two really had a "thing" going yesterday. When I got home and read how many pages you two alone basically filled, I was amazed. Good discussion on both sides, I must say. And by the numbers of looky loos, it is keeping lots of folks entertained.

Allard
 
You have yet to explain how exactly any of it is misogynic, even though you're blabbing same all over the board - could I be detecting a double standard here? Surely not, as a woman, you are clearly the victim, and above such things by definition.

Oddly enough, you appear to be objecting that I'm not depicting "the essential nature" of woman as soft and weak. The truth is that all that essential nature blabber is just that, bullshit - everyone has complex facets, most confine themselves to being so one sided for socio/political reasons.

AS I noted earlier in the thread, shame is often expressed in it's masculine form as hostility and belittlement, but maybe you're just being hostile because you like it, I dunno, it's a question that should interest you more than it does me.

Like a moth to the flame, I thought you had mercifully placed me on ignore.
 
The reason this avatar is so fascinating to you, if I might conjecture, is that it's out there - it violates all the standards and norms of feminine passivity, inhibition, and modesty - the mystery partially created by men, that women turn on them and use to manipulate them - it's unashamed, stuck out there like a cock, and like all acts of courage, it entails risk: the risk of standing alone, without the support, nurture, and defense of the anonymous homogeneity of the crowd, the conventions of the body politic.

That's why I like it.

Don't worry, you're all still a mystery, and always will be you goofy things you, I have to content myself with interpreting the external signs and symbols.

That's a cue for your Medusa act, I know you enjoy it.
 
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The reason this avatar is so fascinating to you, if I might conjecture, is that it's out there - it violates all the standards and norms of feminine passivity, inhibition, and modesty - the mystery partially created by men, that women turn on them and use to manipulate them - it's unashamed, stuck out there like a cock, and like all acts of courage, it entails risk: the risk of standing alone, without the support, nurture, and defense of the anonymous homogeneity of the crowd, the conventions of the body politic.

That's why I like it.

Don't worry, you're all still a mystery, and always will be you goofy things you, I have to content myself with interpreting the external signs and symbols.

That's a cue for your Medusa act, I know you enjoy it.
That's the reason I like your current avatar, too. I've got one a little bit like that myself.

Or did you miss it entirely yesterday when I told you I liked that image? Why did you miss that?
 
Oh, and this looks less like steroids to me, and more like a mild case of hermaphroditic mutation, i.e., she was probably born this way.
 
I was the one who said she did not like it. It does offend me in some strange way. It is like looking at a man/woman or a woman/man and it makes me feel conflicted, for sure. But, I will get over it.
 
Thinking about why the vagina dentata image offends me;

Because it reduces a woman's ability for effective defense, or offence, to an ineffective fantasy. I'm thinking (and this is only me, thinking, I am not speaking for the entire social/political class of women) that it's a great way for men to reassure themselves in a backassward way-- her only weapon is between her legs and it doesn't actually have teeth. Like she'll never pick up a sword or gun or an attorney, yanno? She's gonna bite you.

But then. I've never in my life felt threatened by a woman's pussy. By her fists, or her vicious sense of humor, or her ignorance, or her lawyer, or maybe her car if it's pointing my way... There are many ways she-- or I-- can be threatening, but our genitals are not it. Your mileage may vary.

And yeah to the not-steroids. Mine is not steroids. The women I know who take test, the clit develops wide and rounded, with wrinkled skin like a scrotum.

It's not hermaphroditic, probably, since some new research says that the clitoral structure is in no way homologous to the penis. If it were hermaphroditic, she'd be able to pee out of it.
 
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Met three women at a garage sale morning on my way back from dropping off my oldest at school. They commented on my clean nails concluding that I must not work with my hands for a living. After I described the considerable scrubbing and moisturizing that was required to rehydrate and get the grout out from under my nails after this last tile job, they asked if I was the "guy with the big house on ___"? After assuring them I was not, they all three visibly deflated, and the conversation trailed to an end with no further inquiries.

How ought I interpret this?
 
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