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.