Girlyban Bingo

Recently updated to include information on Al Stefanelli fall from grace change of mind concerning the Girlyban contingent takeover of FTB.

Cranking out content faster than Ryan or Romney can grab your granny’s social security check is a specialty of mine. and in that regard, I have a genuine treat for you today!

The Tim Channel’s open source gaming division is proud to announce the release of Thunderf00t “Unlimited Edition” Girlyban Bingo!

If it is even half as popular as The Tim Channel optical science division release of a free downloadable Iphone Flashlight App in 2010, then the limits of the internet backbone are about to be stress tested fer reals!  The BEST part?  You don’t even have to IMAGINE “hacking” into a semi-secure private LIST-SERVE to get it!!

Select your favorite “Thunderfoot Banned” post from among the following Girlyban FTBullies bloggers (or pick one of you own special favorites!)  The posts I offer below simply save you some Google time, and offer a representative sample.:

Ed Brayton’s outrage. I never met the guy, but he shares the name of one of my favorite talking television horses. There is also the uncanny “likeness factor” which makes it an even easier meme to remember (my apologies to horses everywhere).  It would have better for Mr Ed B if he would have even pretended to speak out the same end as the Mr. Ed from TV.

That was then:

Al Stefanelli’s screed.  Again, somebody I am quite unfamiliar with, though reading his bio, it is clear that his recent foray away from skeptical writing and into the world of fiction has had consequences beyond those of his control.  Another highly plausible explanation for Big Al’s “Thunderf00t HaterAde Jam Session”  is jealousy over Thunderf00ts magnificent good looks Mr. Stefanelli definitely has a face made for radio.  Also, would somebody buy these guys a razor?  I am beginning to see a trend.

This is now:

Jen McCreight’s rant.  I was kinda aware of her existence before the formal introduction and forced insertion of  Girlyban “tech” into the Skeptic movement. One of the more prominent of the whacko Girlyban contingent, she is well received within the group, notwithstanding her total lack of facial hair (only her hairdresser knows for sure).

Zinnia Jones take on the need for “back-channel” private communications, a topic that she likely came to know through true life experiences..  Totally unknown to me before “MailingListGate”, she bills herself as the Queen of Atheism, but doesn’t say if that was before or after the sex change.  To save her needless extra grief, I will truncate her bio with the observation that mixing an interest in trans-humanism with a love for pet rats is a recipe for disaster.  In a recent issue of Law Enforcement Daily, this profile photo of her was voted “most likely to be confused as a mug shot”.  You may find her “The assumed primacy of penis-in-vagina sex” on Youtube explains more than you want to know.  “Simulacrum” makes a cameo appearance in there somewhere.  So much win!

Rules of the Game

Each player needs their own physical copy of the screed selected from the Thunderf00t  slam fest articles linked above.   All players use the same text and comments.  Texts can be changed between rounds.  Each player will also need an official Girlyban Bingo playing sheet – Thunderf00t edition. (click for full size version)

You may simply mark out the squares with a highlighter, or you can print out the official Girlyban Bingo Cover Buttons to use instead.  Right about now I wish I still had access to an office laminating machine that I could hack into.

Game play is based on regular bingo, but in place of bingo balls, you will be checking off bingo square words in response to seeing those words in the selected text. All players are required to start at the top of the selected FTB text, making off (on both FTB text and the official Girlyban Bingo Card, the words that match the Bingo squares. Everybody plays from the same text and marks the words on the text with a highlighter as well as the associated word on the Girlyban Bingo card.  Luck is replaced by your ability to scan the text and comments quickly.

First person to get a row, column, or horizontal line completed shouts “LOGIC” instead of Bingo.  Winners Girlyban Bingo card can be checked against the players printed text to see that they actually located all the correct winning words.  Prize for winners is up to player discretion.

The use of alcohol based intoxicants during game play is not only legal, but encouraged.  Think of it as an internal douche to help stave off the inevitable Girlyban butthurt of wading though all those FTBullie posts.


Truth Being Raped

I suffered through this Girlyban Gasbagger’s hour long wank-fest because, as an unofficial member of the super secret Atheist CIA, I feel I have a responsibility to shoulder even the most obnoxious missions on behalf of our (dis)organization.   If you are wondering, but don’t have time for the video, I have the answer to the question I know most of you are curious about, and the answer is YES! YES! YES!  Did you really think Rebecca Watson could participate in this conversation WITHOUT mentioning her USA TODAY exposure?  Maybe Oprah will call her next?

People often come to me for my opinions on issues because I have a better than average ability for seeing through bullshit.  I was doing drive-time radio in Jackson MS when Bush was throwing all that WMD bullshit against the wall. CALLED BUSH A LIAR on the air and right FROM THE START.  My volunteer unpaid radio gig was only allowed to continue (unlike say Bill Mahr) because the rightwing station owners favored profits (from my “controversial” style and lack of remuneration) over knee-jerk patriotism.  But I digress.

I called bullshit on Skepchick when she went “100% Girlyban gasbag” on Richard Dawkins for his accurate early assessments concerning the nakedness of said Empress. There was an associated and coordinated Girlyban assault on Lawrence Krauss at that time, for his “failure” to presume guilt before trial that was particularly hard to stomach.

I wrote a bit of excellent satire on the matter back during the nostalgic days of Elevator Guy.  I foolishly thought that FACTS would quickly be brought out and the feminist usurpers of skepticism wouldn’t be allowed to continue derailing and sniping FROM WITHIN prominent perches of the organization.  They might have been properly marginalized back then, if not for the support of an obviously aging (and increasingly deranged-syphilis?) PZ Myers.

The cognitive dissonance so many of us are having to deal with right now in trying to square the circle in finding a rationale for PZ to continue faithfully following Brother John Birch Skepchick is difficult to witness.

I would be lying if I told you that I would ever have imagined a day when so many of us are left scratching our heads and thinking, “What the fuck happened to PZ?”   The only guy in recent history I can remember who garnered such negative press within the skeptic community is some unidentified male with a penchant for coffee who happened to cross paths with Rebecca Watson in a hotel elevator (after she pried her drunken ass out of the hotel bar and staggered off to her room at 4a.m.).  That poor (imagined?) bastard at the elevator didn’t sign up for the abuse he got, but that definitely isn’t the case with PZ Myers these days.  One of the links above leads to a theory that PZ is being blackmailed by Watson because PZ is the unidentified creepy elevator guy!!  Dam if it doesn’t make more sense than the crap PZ is spewing these days!!

Creepy Elevator Guy’s imagined physical rape by Girlyban leader Rebecca Watson is much less obnoxious to my soul than the reality of PZ Myers continuing to try to intellectually mind rape us all (while simultaneously trying to make us (like Sarah Palin) pay for our own rape kits).


Testing Theories

There are some competing theories bouncing around the skeptical blogosphere concerning security for women at conferences.  Rebecca Watson, aka Skepchick, made some very public claims concerning the safety of women at skeptic-atheist conferences, and there is some seemingly solid reporting, that female attendance at these conferences is way down.

One point raised as a reason for feminine drop in attendance is the false impression of insecurity that the Skepchick over-promotion and hype on Elevator Guy started last year, and now apparently extends to infinity and beyond as well.  Welcome to FTB, Thunderf00t!!

Let’s examine two possible future skeptic conference advertising strategies just to see how they might play out in actual practice.

Option One.  (Lubricant not provided)

What the world needs now ISN’T love sweet love.  No indeed.  What the world needs now are sexual harassment policies at atheist conventions.  That’s the only thing that there’s just too little of.

Henceforth, we shall only advertise skeptic events with a minimum of 50% of all our advertising stressing and highlighting our forward-thinking sexual harassment policies.  We’re gonna do this not just because we aren’t dicks (or that we’ve been sufficiently butt-hurt by the Girlyban Gasbaggers), but because we want to get as many women to participate in our events as possible.

Predictive analysis:  Our advertising is successful and we attract even more emotionally and sexually immature females to join our group.  Overheard at future conference, “You want a peek at my voluptuous neurosis or did you really just want to share a cup of coffee?”

Option Two. (Burning JeebusMan)

We advertise our events as being as close to a good old fashioned Roman orgy as you can get without the invention of a time machine.  Burning Man without the sand.  Thinking outside the box, maybe we even book it at a Vegas Hotel.  Nothing says P A R T Y like a nice Vegas Hotel.  We warn all women who dare to come that they should expect an overabundance of nerdy, yet horny science geeks, with more testosterone than common sense.  Make sure to highlight that many of the male participants will be coming directly out of the social development womb of their parents basements and heading directly to the casino bars, where they will be dulling their already blunted social acumen by consuming copious amounts of alcohol.  Be sue to point out that for all their sexual braggadocio, these guys are easy to pussy-whip into compliance, and being above average intelligence, often make productive mates and good fathers.   In other words, honesty in advertising.

Predictive analysis:  A successful conclusion to such an ad strategy could result in a huge increase in female attendance, The kind of females most likely to respond to such an appeal would be free-spirited hippie chicks with limited inhibitions and toothy smiles.   We sell more tickets to women and men.  Attendance goes through the roof.


Gasbaggers of The American Girlyban

Another icon of the skeptic movement has voiced his concerns about the negative influence the American Girlyban’s bogus feminist media-whoring is having on the skeptic mission.

Commenters on FTB are now blocked and screened with the fervor of creationist AstroTurf sites if they don’t show proper deference to Jeebus whiny Girlyban Gasbaggers, so I was a little taken aback when I read/saw Thunderf00t being invited to join the FreeThoughtBlog community.

In his introductory video (announcing his entry into the FTB community) he thoroughly eviscerates the Girlyban Gasbaggers, thereby setting himself up for the wrath of both Skepchick and arguably worse, the most prominent of the FTB bloggers, PZ Myers.

The Gasbaggers are guaranteed to be at full-out screaming wench mode very shortly. It was easy enough for them to shout me down, but a guy like Thunderf00t, who not only has first hand experience attending (headlining?) skeptic events, but also a heavily trafficked Yourube channel, so he might be a bigger challenge, specially now that he has officially been added to FTB.

It remains to be seen whether he can survive the storm of Girlyban Gasbagger backlash his auspicious introduction has unleashed, or if he will be forced to repent and genuflect before the Crown (PZ Myers-Rebecca Watson).

Skepchick is really a Skepdick

Here’s a little bit of serendipitous information that I ran across today.  From the Urban Dictionary


A person who imagines that their rejection of scientific theories supported by overwhelming amounts of evidence makes them a maverick genius, instead of the ignorant, irrational and incorrigible fool they really are.

There is an enormous amount of evidence that women are perfectly safe at skeptic conventions.  Skepchick, aka Rebecca Watson, is a person who rejects or ignores this reality in lieu of her own distorted view of the world.  There are a multitude of theories attempting to explain away her delusions.  There is a whole new branch of religion being formed around Rebecca and the Girlyban Apologetic Society is said to be quite the happening place these days.  Whatever the case, by ignoring the mountain of available evidence that it is perfectly safe for women to attend atheist conventions, she shows herself to be an ignorant, irrational, and extremely incorrigible SKEPDICK.

Skepchick is the self appointed leader of a small, (yet raucous and raunchy) clique of female feminist skeptics.  Once upon a time, she and her minion seemed to genuinely care about the goals of the organizations they assimilated into.  The predominant male culture that had publicly represented skepticism and atheism initially rejoiced at the thought of adding so many talented and enthusiastic new female members. Their esteemed voices would help to advance the rationalist agenda against what are essentially religiously motivated repressions against women.  It seemed like a good thing for the skeptic movement that women were finally starting to join more forcefully in the struggle to supplant fiction with fact in our society and culture.  At least that is what we were all misled into believing.

What should have been an effortless merging of common interests has turned into nothing of the sort.  The new women of skepticism are apparently too busy playing Don Quixote, chasing after illusory shadows of male dominance and imagined molestations within the organization they infiltrated, to focus on any of the more ominous (and real) threats against the dignity of their gender.  In doing so, they have soured their relationship with many mainstream atheists and skeptics of both sexes.

Skepchick set off my alarm bells when she decided to incite a circular firing squad within the skeptic movement last year.  I labeled her and her hoary band of miscreants the American Girlyban at the time of the elevator gate fiasco.  My tongue-in-cheek synopsis of the situation was not particularly well received by the women of the insurgency.  To be sure, I have not massaged and coddled my arguments in a way that would make them feel all warm and cuddly inside.  I get the same kind of reaction from crazy religious people I confront because I refuse to acquiesce to ridiculous dogma unsupported by evidence.  That is the most pernicious aspect of the Girlyban infiltration.  We are now being asked to believe, ON FAITH, that the situation for women at skeptic meetings is not what most people who go there (and write about) seem to be experiencing.  To hear it from terrorists like Rebecca Watson, skeptical conventions are more akin to a Bacchanalian orgy than a meeting of scientists.  I am guessing attendance at the events would be quite a bit higher if that were really the case.

To be sure, some people have been extra obnoxious to Rebecca since she outed herself as a Girlyban mole last year in statements towards Richard Dawkins and then Lawrence Krauss.  I do not doubt she has had threats.  Try going on the radio in Jackson Mississippi (as I did) at drive-time and postulating that Jesus could easily have been gay!!   She has no idea the animus she would face if she were actually battling with the REAL forces aligned against women!!  I backed off the issue-subject for the most part after the brouhaha settled from the elevator guy accusations.  Thought that was probably the end of that.

No way!!  Ms. Watson decided to go full TFO (totally feigned outrage).  Accusations started flowing like the good wine at the aforementioned orgies, but not against phantom idiots elevator guys!!  This round of totally unfounded accusations would be lobbed at anonymous invited SPEAKERS to the events.  Whoa!!  Anonymous accusations against unnamed perpetrators.  Surely THAT would suffice to get the skeptic community properly focused on the oh, so serious problems of overt sexualization of female skeptics.  Funny thing about TRUE skeptics.  It is in the nature of the group to require facts.  When the facts are examined, it turns out that there have been at least a couple drunks removed from skeptic events over the last decade or so, one of which is accused of vocal harassment of females.  Lately, some girl got handed a business card suggestive of the potential for a sexual swing encounter (It had nudity on it!!).

Let’s be clear.  There have been ZERO, NONE, NADA accusations of physical violence against women at any skeptical event EVER.  So at the end of the day, Rebecca Watson is making a huge freakin’ public relations nightmare for herself, her group of Girlyban supporters, and skeptic organizations she supposedly cares for by publicly stating that she is too scared to attend a rather generic meeting (in the overall scale of things) in a heavily secured CASINO environment.

People go crazy and get paranoid all the time.  It is truly sad.  I think it is likely a result of her recent divorce from her first husband that she has gone total man-hater mode (shhh!! I am not suppose to mention personal stuff about her….she is supposed to exist in a vacuum,  unaffected by the realities of life the rest of us deal with).  I am reasonably sure that her latest dispatch from Girlyban HQ is not really about her being too scared to attend, but just being an attention seeking exercise some people refer to as attention whoring.  I certainly hope that is the case or she truly does need some psychiatric help.   Not even frail little old ladies in walkers with buckets full of coins are afraid to be in a casino.