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[–]OuroborosTheory 3 insightful - 1 fun3 insightful - 0 fun4 insightful - 1 fun -  (5 children)

the whole "cotton ceiling" talk was what split me from the newest cohort of "trans" (spoiler alert, it means women's panties): it's like the college students into HAES, it's never about getting the heavier guy a date, it's about someone overcoming "fatphobia" to date THEM

[–]LyingSpirit472 2 insightful - 1 fun2 insightful - 0 fun3 insightful - 1 fun -  (4 children)

Thank you, it's the same here.

As a man who isn't lucky in love and knows, ultimately, that I'm nothing special- I can respect it when people choose better men than I am. I mean, they have something that the person wants, and it's nothing to be mad about if someone's choice isn't you. But when the most rotten of the incels, the ones where calling them a piece of shit would be an insult to shit, are able to cloak themselves in trans rights as their cheat code to go from the bottom to the top of Oppression Olympics in order to change the struggle for equality to their single issue "someone let me get my pee pee wet", openly say this is their plan- and they're not only allowed to get away with it, but society bows and demands people give them sex and a relationship because now they're an accepted idpol group...well, now it makes me start to think "What about me?"

[–]OuroborosTheory 3 insightful - 1 fun3 insightful - 0 fun4 insightful - 1 fun -  (3 children)

I think incels took the whole "the hot girls always go with the smug douche" and just stopped at "smug douche"

another factor is the common momism that "you're good enough as you are"--so if a pretzel-stick-armed goon with no hobbies, social graces, or idea of what they want in life gets rejected ("rejected" = "stood in corner of the room saying nothing for 3 hours and glaring at everyone, so mistifyingly girls weren't literally throwing themselves at me"), that means there's something wrong with everyone ELSE

for further reading, https://archive.org/details/DiaryOfASupremeGentleman/page/n1/mode/2up

[–]LyingSpirit472 3 insightful - 1 fun3 insightful - 0 fun4 insightful - 1 fun -  (2 children)

I'm on a low incel-rhetoric diet, so I wouldn't look at the website, but it is the case.

Ultimately it ties for all the people doing the incel rhetoric of any gender/sexuality: If you want to be loved by a certain person, then you have to be the type of person that that person would want to love in return. If you're an ugly, unpleasant human to be around, and you're aiming for the hottest people on the planet...the odds are you're not going to get one outside of pity [and in all likeliness you're such a wretched person that you're beyond pity], money [and in all likeliness you could have Jeff Bezos money and it wouldn't work], or the prospect of US citizenship [and in all likeliness even someone stuck in a country where a genocide is being committed would choose to stay there over being your mail-order bride.]

[–]OuroborosTheory 3 insightful - 1 fun3 insightful - 0 fun4 insightful - 1 fun -  (1 child)

it's Elliot Rodger's pathetic "manifesto" remade as a Diary of a Wimpy Kid book, it's actually hilarious (except for the deaths) how much of a failure of a living organism he was: the first page is him BAWWING because someone took the first slice of his 3rd birthday cake, an act which he never forgot or forgave; being thrown off a 10-foot cliff after trying to do the same to college girls is also delightful

(also he gets murderously angry at losing the lottery despite having bought so! many! tickets! and unashamedly tallies how often he cried over the phone to his stepmom to get money)

[–]LyingSpirit472 1 insightful - 1 fun1 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

Okay then, that works a little easier.