Hide the Weenie

Today’s post is a reflection on something that is rolling around the feminist arena that deals with in-group discrimination tactics.  In this instance the vocal nutjob of the organization isn’t Skepchick trying to artificially define or manipulate male-female interactions to her whims. In the MadFem variant of perverse reverse sexism, they are trying to set rules on in-group definitions to keep out male transgenders.  Only girls “born that way” need apply.  I know.  Seemed pretty easy to figure out when I was a kid way back when.  It is a lot more complicated these days, but by now I thought every forward thinking progressive had decided that if you are committed enough to have your weenie whacked, choke down enough estrogen to give you bigger breasts than an aging Ron Jeremy, and go through a certain level of psychiatric song and dance, you pretty much qualified as a girl.

Here’s more details for the strong stomached (h/t Scented Nectar);

There was supposed to be a RadFem2012 conference in the UK, in July, with Sheila Jefferies who is very vocal about hating trans women. Conway Hall, the place that they rented for it, recently told them that the deal is off. Why? These feminists broke the Terms and Conditions regarding issues of discrimination by having anti-trans speakers. Conway Hall does not rent to hate speakers.

Turns out that even castration and sexual reassignment surgery isn’t enough to distance oneself from the taint of your former maleness in the minds of RadFem.  Holy shit, what’s a guy gotta do to fit in with these RadFem freaks?  Pat on the back to Conway Hall.

Skepchick just wants you to keep your mouth shut and pretend not to look at her tits (and ferchrissakes keep your perverted desires to yourself you over-caffeinated sex machines!).  Compare that to these RadFem bitches who won’t even let a dickless chick attend their Hissy Fit Convention.  Wow!, and did you know a lot of Black folks don’t recognize the disconnect between hating homos even when they have been victims of discrimination themselves?  I dunno why that came to mind, but it seems somehow tangentially relevant.

RadFem will find a convention hall that is more interested in money than human decency.  They ought to bring their freak show to the USA and compete with the gay hating crank preacher.

RadFem, check with Mitt Romney.  I think he owns Marriott.  He is Mormon, but they make exceptions for sex freaks at their hotels so they can overcharge for PPV porn in the rooms.  Does your organization hate gays in general?  I dunno, but that would be a bonus and not a bug for a Mormon.

The most outspoken of the dickless chick haters, who I perceive as the RadFem equivalent of Skepchick “leader” Rebecca Watson is apparently this Sheila Jeffreys woman, was rumored to have been overheard muttering;

Who the hell wants a bunch of butchered up butch chicks invading our conference in the first place?  Those wanna be bastard-esses have enormous feet and the RadFem toenail polish budget is already strained to the breaking point.  Have they no sympathy or compassion at all for a true Sista?

For the record, here’s a couple of pictures of the aforementioned Sheila Jeffreys (spelling corrected), the woman with the most hate for these large toed monsters and their freakishly enormous Adam’s apples:

One can clearly see the need for a leader like Msss. Jeffreys not wanting to butch-ify up the organization any more than she does.

I would LOVE to know where the GASbaggers (Girlyban Apologetic Society jargon-Dam Dawkins and his meme virus) comes down on this issue. Where do they stand on the issue of chicks formerly with dicks? I have no problem with dickless chicks (most I know) or chicks formerly with dicks (so long as they keep it in their pants…uh.?..,), but I got real problems with dickless chicks ACTING like pricks. There is some serious God dam poetry, haiku or free verse in there. Fuckin’ pay attention people!

Girls of GAS works for me too. Sassy Ass Bitches of GAS kinda rolls off the tongue. Hey I’m open to suggestions. You outta see some of the ones I get already!! I got girls writing me all the time. OH Yeah!. It’s well past the 80’s and I’m down with the ladies… But I digress.

Something to talk about around the misogynist male water cooler when you get tired of trying to catch a side boob sneak peak at one of the many assorted sideshow Skepfreaks.  Thank me later.

I once speculated that after leaving office, torture enthusiast and noted Bin-Laden-determined-to-attack-American denying, Condi Rice might go to work for CHRISTTT, because she had so much mainstream religous rightwing religotard support. You do know CHRISTTT, don’t you?

Don’t feel bad if you don’t, because it is an imaginary place I created for satirical purposes based on an imaginary guy created for satirical purposes, so you are….uh…forgiven.

Center Heading Research In Support of Torturing Toddler’s Testicles

Holy CHRISTTT!  Their mission;  If there’s one thing imaginary satirical Jeebus hates more than anything, it’s the children of the world. Red and Yellow, Black and White, their tender dangling nubbins are in for a fright!

And for the record, (ok, and maybe even make the GASbaggers/Girls of GAS(?..evolving) MORE nervous) even an accused douche-bag like me is not twisted enough to have imagined up the perverse sexual tortures John Yoo LEGALLY authorized…against children. These girls are worried about a bunch of drunken frat boys mixed in a casino convention crowd and sick fucks like Yoo are teaching college in CA (last I noticed) and I hardly hear anybody mentioning it anymore.  Seems more important somehow in the scale of things.

Keep the Unfaith

Enjoy.

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