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Big Fuss Over Local Bitch!

Big Fuss Over Local Bitch! published on

Sarbi the black Labrador, an Australian Special Forces doggy, went missing in Afghanistan more than a year ago during a furious firefight, and after what was no doubt an Annus Horribilis , she was found in Uruzgan by an American soldier, who promptly turned the lucky bitch over to the Aussies.

Sarbi went missing late last year after the convoy she was in became involved in a fierce firefight with the Taliban. Several attempts were made to find the missing pooch, none of them successful till a US soldier by the name of John bumped into her, tried some commands which no ordinary mutt would have been able to obey, and realized this was the missing Australian doggy he had heard about.

Sarbi will be brought back to Australia after some quarantine to make sure she hasn’t contracted any terrorist tendencies – let’s hope the story has as happy an ending for John and the other guys over there as it’s had for Sarbi.

Funny PS.

My Word spellchecker (the same one that doesn’t recognize misandrist as a real word) offers as the correct spelling of “bitchh”, and “bittch”, not the rather obvious “bitch”, but rather words such as “batch”, “birch” and “pitch” because as everyone knows, “birch” is a far more common word than “bitch”…. How’s that for an example of the insidious stealth of political correctness?

Apart from that, this story has nothing to do with men’s rights, but hey I like doggies so sue me.

Original report here.

Aussie Babies – Virtually Worthless

Aussie Babies – Virtually Worthless published on

A Sydney woman who murdered her two children because she was angry at their father’s infidelity has been given a maximum of six years in jail, and with time served she could be out on parole in early 2012! That’s as little as two and a half years for taking the lives of two innocent children.

The woman, who of course has not been named, gave her four-year-old son and two-year-old daughter rat poison mixed with sugar and water, but apparently that wasn’t quick enough for this scumbag so she proceeded to suffocate both children. She then slit her own wrists, supposedly in an attempt to take her life, or perhaps in the hope that it would garner her some sympathy from some idiot Judge.

Speaking of which…

This travesty of a sentence was handed down by NSW Supreme Court Justice Clifford Hoeben, who despite admitting that this child killer knew right from wrong and that retaliation against the husband was a motive, seems to think that her supposed remorse and depression somehow make up for the death of two small children. I suspect that the killer’s being in possession of a pair of tits has much  more to do with the leniency shown than any of the stated excuses. After all, I’ve yet to hear of a man who kills two children because the missus has been unfaithful, claims to be depressed and gets such a light sentence. But hey, women matter, men and children don’t.

My problem with this sentence is twofold. The first part is that I find the entire depression thing a ludicrous excuse for murder, and the second is that this only ever seems to be used to get women off the hook, and that of course raises the possibility that the people using the excuse know it’s a sham. But  regardless of sex, unless you’re actually psychotic, unless you have a psychiatric history proving, for example, that you genuinely thought killing the kids would prevent the Apocalypse or WWIII, you should burn for killing any child, especially your own.

In more decent times i would except this woman to be murdered by the other convicts, but chances are it’s only male convicts who still slaughter child killers these days. The female crims are probably busy swallowing excuses for this woman’s murderous deeds – after all, the judge is smarter than they are, and yet that’s what he did.

More here.

Guest Post By Daisy Duchess, President of N.O.F.W

Guest Post By Daisy Duchess, President of N.O.F.W published on

We now present the first of what i hope will be many Guest Posts by Daisy Duchess, President of The National Organization of Feminist Weasels.

Daisy graduated from Wellesley in 1998 with a double major in Women’s Studies and Law. She spent seven years working as a prosecutor for the New Orleans D.A, a position which saw her jail thousands of homeless men for littering the streets with their presence.

Misogyny In Letters

By Daisy Duchess, President of The National Organization of Feminist Weasels

I would like to begin by thanking the pig for this opportunity, and by asking him if he’s stopped beating his wife and children yet. No, I don’t expect piggy to give me an answer to that, indeed I would expect him to take the Fifth! But that’s pigs for you, just so un-communicative!

Today I will present one of the many subtle yet pervasive acts of misogyny that occur in our society with frightening regularity – about every six minutes i believe.

Recently I visited a site by the name of Project Syndicate to check out Naomi Wolf’s latest writings, and as usual she was  a bit too centerish for my tastes, but the subject of this post is not Ms Wolf’s wimpiness, but rather the left sidebar which lists the site’s contributors under the heading “Thought Leaders.”

Looking at this sidebar you will notice, apart from its obvious phallic connotations (and don’t think I don’t know what that’s supposed to imply) that Ms Wolf’s name is at the very bottom of the list of contributors! Now, the patriarchally inclined would say “Well, Daisy that’s because the list is alphabetically arranged and Wolf begins with a W, and no other contributors have names beginning with X, Y or Z!”

Bah! To that  I say “Rubbish!” The fact is that ever since the prehistoric matriarchies were overthrown by the savage hordes of maleness, the patriarchy has arranged the order of letters in the alphabet to be prejudiced against women. As everyone knows, women have a natural tendency towards having surnames that begin with the latter letters of the alphabet (Wolf, Steinem, Xylophone and Zoology) whereas men are more likely to have surnames that start with the earlier letters (Bush, Cheney, Beck and my local grocer Billy Aardvark).

This, and only this, is the reason why names are arranged “alphabetically” in the modern patriarchies – the oppression and relegation of women to the bottom of website sidebars! After all, if this isn’t the purpose of this particular type of tyranny, why not just place names haphazardly? It would play havoc with library catalogs you say? Bah, don’t be so naïve!

This patriarchal colonization of the means of communication, the locus of intellectual self-expression, is the kind of small, everyday attack on women that society tends to largely ignore, the kind of attack that makes women feel diminished every time they open a book or write a letter, the kind of attack that must end, especially now that we have a feminist in the White House.

English Women – Now Twice As Murderous!

English Women – Now Twice As Murderous! published on

According to The Daily Mail, the number of murders committed by women in the UK has more than doubled in the last decade.

Overall, violent crime by females has increased by 81 %, assaults have increased by more than 150%, and gone are the halcyon days when a female villain’s most egregious offence was likely to be theft or the selling of some laptops that had mysteriously fallen off the back of a truck – nowadays it’s violence that is the most common reason for arrests of adult females in England and Wales.

The Tories at the Daily Mail seem to think this is Labor’s fault, blaming their initiatives to help the average Brit get off his face more often and more cheaply, and as with male violence alcohol is probably a big factor, but so are the massive changes of culture over the last twenty years and most of those weren’t the doing of Labor.

The Left of course also gets in its two cents’ worth of bull-plop with Police Minister David Hanson coming to the government’s defense with this statement…

‘To suggest that a rise in convictions means an increase in overall violent crime is simply misleading.”

If Hanson had specified only the assault rate he may have gotten away clean – perhaps people are simply more likely to report assaults by women than they did in the past – but what about the doubling in the murder rate? Are we expected to believe that ten years ago HALF the murders committed by women went unreported? What unmitigated garbage!

The sad fact is that this increase in lethal violence amongst British women fits nicely into a pattern of rising violence amongst western women, mostly as a result of a feminist influence that has decreased the number of messages telling women that they should be non-violent and increased messages, particularly in the media, that female violence is, if not as cool as male violence, then at least no longer the no-go area that it once was.

As the traditional restrictions continue to weaken, you can expect further jumps in the amount of violence committed by women. Just imagine what women will be doing when they spend as big a chunk of their lives being bombarded with messages to be violent as men do – it’ll be bad news for all but especially for women as most people, male and female, focus most of their violence on their own sex.

More here.

Marriage – It’s Worse Than Jail! And Death!

Marriage – It’s Worse Than Jail! And Death! published on

It’s official, a man is now better off in a concrete dungeon or in a cold, cold grave than in a marriage.

The prosecution’s first exhibit is Italian man Santo Gambino. Gambino spent some time in the lockup for illegally dumping garbage, then was sentenced to finish his term under house arrest, which for most men would be seen as a welcome development. Unfortunately for Santo, the house in question was his own, the one containing his screeching virago of a wife who proceeded to make his life hell with her constant “nagging”, which of course is just a  word used to whitewash verbal and psychological abuse when it’s being committed by a spouse of the female persuasion.

This grotesque situation led Santo to the conclusion that the Mafiosi and murderers he was previously bunking with were far nicer folks than his metaphorical ball and chain, so it wasn’t long before the beleaguered husband turned up at the local Police Station asking to be put back in stir rather than have to spend another minute with that blasted woman! Unfortunately for Santo, not only did the authorities refuse his request but they also charged him with breaking his house arrest so he’ll probably have his sentence increased – that’s right, more time locked in the marital cage with a ranting, raving, foaming Italian harpy. Poor bastard. Looks like Santo dumped the wrong load of garbage…

Our second exhibit comes to us from China, where a lorry driver known only as Zhou decided that a watery grave was preferable to another day with the constant “nagging” of his lesser half. During a ferry trip on the Yangtze River, the ship’s crew were surprised to see a man running out of his cabin, covering his ears and loudly exclaiming the Chinese equivalent of “I can’t take any more of her shit!”

While crew members were trying to figure out what could cause such unusual behavior, the demoness in question rose up from the Ninth Circle of Hell, fangs dripping, arms akimbo and bat wings flapping, and proceeded to further berate the poor bloke, who again covered his ears, screamed “I need a break from all this crap!” and jumped into the raging river. Much to everyone’s surprise, and probably to Zhou’s chagrin, the tough bastard survived the raging waters, swimming 2 kilometers to the shore.

When found, Zhou described his time in the raging river this way…

“I felt I was dying, but even that’s better than my wife’s nagging.”

Indeed.

On a more serious note, both of these occurrences seem fairly clear cases of verbal/psychological spousal abuse, but since the victims are men, it’s all just good fun. Imagine if some woman was so upset by her husband’s verbal attacks that she preferred to be in jail or in a raging river – would we be laughing? I doubt it.

Source  here and here.

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