Well, I guess I lied about not having enough energy to post anything substantive today, because I just re-read a bunch of the shitstorm surrounding convicted sex criminal and self-described feminist blogger Kyle Payne. I’ve got a couple thoughts on this skeevy motherfucker.
First, what the fuck is up with men calling themselves feminists?
I don’t call myself a feminist, because it’s not my call whether I am or not. It’s women’s call. I try not to be a fucking misogynist asshole and do what I can to reduce gender inequity in my professional and personal life, which includes trying to call out myself and other men on misogynist shit.
Making a big melodramatic display of tagging oneself with the “feminist” label seems like transparent male cookie-seeking at best, and cover for some seriously nefarious wackaloon shit at worst, as in the case of our male feminist sex criminal friend Payne. (Of course, maybe tagging myself with the “I don’t call myself a feminist” label is just more subtle cookie-seeking! HAHAHAH!)
Second, what the fuck is up with this sick-fuck convicted sex criminal making a big melodramatic display about how he never gets angry?
That’s some scary shit in and of itself! Anyone who claims he never gets angry is either lying, suppressing, or incapable of properly recognizing his own emotions. None of those things lead anywhere good. So regardless of which is the case, people claiming they never get angry are definitely worth staying the fuck away from.