In the recent headlong rush to blame all the world’s financial woes on the evil that is maleness, one interesting fact has been lost in the hubbub – It’s mostly the fault of a woman called Blythe Masters.
Masters, who hails from the same clod of soil as Harriet Harman, is apparently an even greater monster, having been the creatrix of a thingy called Credit Default Swaps, a weird financial thingamajig which was once referred to by Warren Buffet as a financial weapon of mass destruction, and which is apparently the main cause of all these woes. As you may have gleaned by now i am not exactly a financial wizard, so don’t be askin’ me for an explanation as to how all this works – the writer of the article linked below tries to explain it and gets some positive comments on said explanation, but I personally didn’t get it! Perhaps not surprising given that when in high school the only subject I ever sucked at was math…
Blythe Masters learnt how to sew body parts together at Cambridge University, and got her lab, electricity supply and a hunchbacked personal assistant named Igor from those great humanitarians at JP Morgan. Masters was also once quoted as saying that her fiduciary nonesuch was the equivalent of “a free lunch,” something which of course, unless you are a food critic, simply doesn’t exist.
When called out by The Guardian on her creation’s destructive effects on the economy, our female Frankenstein replied blithely (sorry, but I couldn’t resist)…
“I do believe CDSs [credit default swaps] have been miscast, much as poor workmen tend to blame their tools.”
Which I take it is the business equivalent of “Credit Default Swaps don’t kill people, people with Credit Default Swaps kill people.”
Thanks to pjanus for the heads up on this enlightening article.
The skankification of American girlhood is set to continue unabated this Halloween with these slutty offerings aimed at girls 10-12.
I bumped into this topic on The NYPost, and trusting the Post about as much as I do the NYTimes, I had to check it for myself. So i did a bit of surfing and I found these charming examples of what the rich bastards who own these companies think your little girls should be wearing this Halloween.
First we have the kind of Police Woman outfit that one would expect Jenna Jameson to wear in one of her movies…
Mini skirt, high heels and the kind of look one expects from a hooker in Times Square! One can almost hear the words “Hey big boy, looking for a good time?” issuing from the mouth of someone who should instead be uttering the words “Boys? Yeeech! Cooties!” But here’s the most shocking thing about this offering – it’s not from “Sluts R Us”, it’s from “Toys R Us”‘ and it’s recommended for ten to twelve year olds !
But the prize for creepiest contrast goes to the folks at anytimecostumes.com who sell this Alice costume for little girls…
Notice the come hither look, the mini skirt and the tight top, accentuating whatever bust-line a kid that age has. Then look at the adult version from the same company…
Apart from the model’s unfortunate resemblance to Paris Hilton, there’s nothing slutty about it. No come hither look, a long skirt instead of a short one, and whatever that apron type thingy is ( i suspect it’s an apron) it completely obscures her breasts. Hell, even the leggings cover the entire leg rather than stopping at the calf! She looks like she should be playing a spinsterish schoolmarm in an old John Wayne movie! The little girl version on the other hand looks like it belongs on a hooker! How twisted is that?
What happened to carving some pumpkins and watching a Peanuts special about Linus’ obsession with the Great Pumpkin? I’ll tell you what happened to such innocent fare. It slowly gave way to a culture that tries to squeeze as much money as possible out of everyone in sight, and if the Corporate sharks see more money in teaching your daughters to dress like pedophile bait rather than in filling their rooms with Snoopy dolls, the former is what they’ll do.
In the U.K, children’s entertainers such as clowns and magicians will soon be required to enter their names into a database, just in case they turn out to be child molesters.
These guys already have to undergo checks by the Criminal Records Bureau, checks that can cost as much as £60, and now under another initiative which goes into effect in October, they will have to fork out another £64 to add their names to a second database administered by the Independent Safeguarding Authority (ISA).
It is expected that within five years there will be over 11 million names on this database, supposedly to protect kiddies from evil clowns, but i see it as nothing more than another way to stigmatize men by portraying all men who work with children as potential predators – after all is there a similar scheme for female-dominated areas like child care and nursing? Let’s guess…
Found it at IFeminists, the only feminists that aren’t evil clowns.
Japan is freaking out over an emerging new social class derogatorily dubbed “grass eating boys” because they want a quiet peaceful life, like cows in a field i guess.
According to this slate article, Japanese research shows that “60 percent of men in their early 20s and at least 42 percent of men aged 23 to 34 consider themselves grass-eating men.”
Yes, many young Japanese men are starting to see the downside of being society’s beasts of burden and have instead decided to drop out of the rat race, stop pursuing women and stick to peaceful pursuits like gardening and playing video games. Perhaps young Japanese men have simply seen too many of their fathers and uncles dive off skyscrapers or die from ulcers and have realized what some western males realize too late, that achievement and status are twin piles of shit used to bully men into doing exactly what society wants them to do, which is to serve others.
If Japan is so concerned about its grass eaters it should try treating its men as human beings instead of as a bunch of coolies whose sole purpose is to work themselves to death to buy garbage they don’t need and support families they don’t want.
I see no real negatives in this new social trend. The grass eaters get to have easy non-competitive lives, and the men who still want to work like bullocks have less competition, have greater choice when it comes to women, and hopefully their society will appreciate their hard work all the more for its rarity. In brief, I applaud these cud chewing, sandal wearing goldfish tenders and urge Western men to follow in their footsteps.
The Slate article has more weirdness to say about Japanese women than men, though. Apparently there’s a whole genre of gay male stuff for, er women! That’s right, young Japanese women are turned on by male homosexuality – no wonder their men would rather eat grass.