The current in the unending stream of complaints from feminists is the word bossy. They don’t like it. It makes them upset, and they are now trying to boss people around about saying it. Hold on just a minute, says Dr. Paul
I am using it, in this very article, to point to the enemy (that would be you) and serve it up to my many readers who find you as disgusting as I do. And if Wikipedia revokes my license to use their software, I will rebuild the site with .asp or some other technology and use Wiki’s attempt to censor me in several articles, drawing even more traffic to the site.
Since our opening day here we have been mentioned by the New York Times; we have been the object of ire and frustration of feminist functionaries like Mary Kellett who by proxy attempted to get a gag order placed on us regarding coverage and activism in the Vladek Filler false rape trial. We have forced other feminists, like domestic violence advocate Christine Armstrong to silence her hate speech and false accusations and scurry of into the dark corners with the other roaches.
We have launched a growing internet radio show that carries the unabashed word of the MRM every week to thousands of listeners. And we have put together a group of men and women whose writings on the issues of men in the misandric zeitgeist is without parallel.
The obvious first place to look is male genital mutilation. Nothing says “I’m afraid of horny men” quite like lopping off most of their erogenous zones and turning them into face cream for rich old white chicks. There are few areas of social concern which so blatantly flaunt sexist double standards upheld by fear of male sexuality quite so clearly as in this instance.