Jay Batman’s article flummoxed me a bit. I was actually a little bit surprised to see that this “anarcho-misogynist” had his work published here at Gonzo Times. I suppose it’s good that PJC is open minded and that a debate is going on, but to be present around someone spouting alternative right style propaganda is a bit creepy. Not that I disrespect his right to voice his opinion, but I would honestly suggest that Batman move from here to Richard Spencer’s website Alternative Right, where his right wing “anarchism” would not be attacked as frequently and he could get pat-on-the-head comments instead of angry rebuttals.
One thing I have noticed about people that enjoy making racial and gendered generalizations is that they try to back it up by some sort of real world experience. This experience is usually gross, graphic and over the top, in order to show that the obligueness of life is such that bigotry is an irresistible necessity.
Batman, like a perfect gentleman, tells us publicly about his “dear friend,” saying:
I have a dear friend from high school who has three different fathers for her children. She’s a nice lady in all respects, but to hear her tell it, the men she’s been with are simply pathetic. No self-awareness as to her own choices in the matters emerges in conversation. To give you a rather revealing example of the likely issue that contributed to her current state of existence, her favorite type of pornography is the cream-pie.
Isn’t that special? Geez, Jay, I suggest you grab a tape recorder, repeat that paragraph out loud and then play it back. Maybe then you will be able to realize that you come off creepier than Boris Karloff selling drugs on school property. I can fire back with some stories, lots of them. One of my friends for many years descended into a spurious torrent of self-loathing wherein he slept around with women and contracted an STD.
I lived in northern California in an area with a huge Muslim population. Two family members of mine dated or married men from North Africa, which led to me being open with this group. I dated a girl from Saudi Arabia and befriended a girl from Syria. I can tell you stories of wonderous gentlemanliness in which the girl I dated had been raped, on another occasion kidnapped and harassed to a degree that she didn’t trust men at all. My friend from Syria had also been raped (I portend that rape occurs to one in three women. Not sure what the worldwide statistics would be).
One man I knew in California had just recently converted to Islam and was now seeking a “conservative” woman. For all his wants of modesty in women, he didn’t act that way himself and said many good ole boys comments around me all the time. To be honest, I probably wouldn’t have thought anything of it if I hadn’t heard what female friends thought of him. The aforementioned friend from Syria, who in tracksuit, hair dye and ounces of make up was hardly a feminist said, “He slept around for years and now wants a young ‘conservative’ girl who will stay in doors.”
Back to Batman’s original point. Batman seems to find a problem with women choosing their own mates. I hate to break it to him, but that is called freedom. He apparently wants a lingering type of tyranny, one which would benefit him over freedoms that don’t benefit him.
Also, whatever bad choices his “friend” made, he might find that there won’t be the same lurch towards resentment if he listened to other points of view. If anarchists are at war with the “Don’t Tread On Me” crowd, it is because that crowd is so firmly located in its own little prism with no consideration of the desires for freedom and sovereignty on the part of others.
Unlike Jay, I’m also smart enough to know that bad incidents and choices in life shouldn’t lead a thoughtful person toward a prohibitive ideology. I know a few people who have literally smoked their brains out and no longer say anything intelligible, but I firmly support the end of the war on drugs. That may be a bit complicated, I know, but such is life.