Rant/VentingThe Before Time…A TRP “Origin” Story (self.TheRedPill)

submitted by Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev

The Before Time…A TRP “Origin” Story

So this started out as a reply I did on AskTRP. A couple of guys asked me to finish it, and after a while, I felt like I owed it to the story. If it’s not your thing, there are other threads.


Gather around the fire, children, and Uncle Vasya will tell you a story from the "Before Time", because Uncle Vasya's long memory goes back that far. He will tell you of the Great War between the Pretties and the Fuglies.

. . . . . . . . . .

At an early age, the Fuglies noticed that the boys liked the Pretties, and did not like the Fuglies at all, unless they boys were Very Drunk, and there were no Pretties nearby, and the boys had, perhaps been on NoFap, or had not yet been instructed by the Fathers in the Mystical Art of Talking To Girls.

The Pretties, who liked the attention from the boys, knew this also, and they tormented the Fuglies, "You are fat and gross, the Boys will never like you and you will never have a warm, safe home with a happy man and little kinders! You will only have cat-children and you will die alone in the middle of your cat colonies! Ha, ha, ha, ha-ha!"

And the Fuglies said, "Oh, yeah?" mostly because, deep down in their fugly little hearts they knew it was true. "Yeah!" said the Pretties, then then went back to feeding grapes to the boys and telling them, "Here, feel my booty. I've been working on my glutes and staying away from processed foods." And the Pretties thrust their booties at the boys.

And the boys and the Pretties were happy. The Fuglies were not. They went home and cried fugly little tears in their fugly little pillows. When their fathers tried to comfort them the Fuglies screamed, "GET OUT OF HERE, YOU CIS-GENDERED PATRIARCHAL SCUM!!" The fathers didn't know what that meant, but they knew they'd been given an out and so they looked at their wives and said, "This is one for you to handle", and then cracked open a cold one and went back to watching the game between the New England Lovers of Country, and the Los Angeles Rutting Male Sheep.

So later that week, one of the Fuglies, who looked a lot like Hillary Clinton, called a meeting of all the other Fuglies, with no Pretties invited. She told the Fuglies that she had asked the Wisest Creature in the Forest, Grandmother Toad--who looked a lot like Andrea Dworkin; the Fuglies all shuddered at that because even they thought Andrew Dworkin was a total hag--what to do. "Grandmother Toad told me that, deep in the forest, there lives an evil witch who can help us. So we should go and see her!"

And so the Fuglies did. The walked and they walked deep into the forest, until they were all hungry, and sweaty and complaining, and their feet hurt even though they were wearing Comfortable Shoes, and they were out of breath, even though it was only about 300 yards. They came up on a split level ranch. There was a woman living there who looked a lot like Betty Friedan. "Are you the witch of the forest?" asked the Fuglies. "Yes," said the Betty Friedan-looking woman, "Come in and have some cake." The Fuglies came in and saw there were two other women there. One who looked like Grandmother Toad and another who looked like Gloria Steinem. There were some noises coming from the kitchen.

The Fuglies poured out their hearts to the Betty Friedan-looking woman and the others, "The boys don't like us! The boys only like the Pretties, unless they are really drunk, on NoFap and there are no Pretties near! Help us!"

"There, there," Betty Friedan-looking woman said, as she offered them cake and tea.

"Help us!", said the Fuglies, "Make the boys like us!" The Betty Friedan-looking woman looked a bit sad and said, "It is in the Boys' nature to like the Pretties. It is part of their Source Code, from the time that the All-Father first breathed life into them. Not even my Deep Magic can change that!"

Grandmother Toad--who the Fuglies realized actually was Andrea Dworkin--looked disgusted. The Gloria Steinem-looking woman looked wistful, and then a woman who looked a lot like Valerie Solanas came in carrying a platter. "I just finished cutting up some sausages! Does anyone want any!"

"Finally! You have returned!" said the Betty Friedan-looking woman. "Now we can play bridge!"

And the Fuglies were sad. The wise old witch had told them that the boys would never like them as much as the Pretties. The Fuglies all began to wonder if they would wind up killing themselves, just like Sylvia Plath. Oh, it was so poetic!

"There is one thing", said the Betty Friedan-looking woman. "It doesn't help with the boys, but you can use it as a weapon against the Pretties."

The Fuglies' eyes brightened! Hurting the Pretties was almost as good as the boys liking them! "What is it?!" The Betty Friedan-looking woman took down a dust-covered jar from a shelf. "It's called 'Feminism'", she said, as she cracked open the jar.

"By The Goddess! What's that AWFUL SMELL?" cried the Fuglies. The Betty Friedan-looking woman tapped the jar, "I told you. It's Feminism. 3rd Wave. Extra stinky, and without any reason whatsoever. It won't hurt you, but it will destroy the Pretties."


"It does have one side effect, though", said the Betty Friedan-looking woman.

"What?", cried the Fuglies.

"It will give you an unnatural affection for cats," said the Betty Friedan-looking woman.

"DONE DEAL!" cried the Fuglies.

So the Fuglies took the jar of Feminism back home, and the slipped it into the Pretties yogurt when they weren't looking, and what happened next became known as the Great Miasma (although for some reason the Fuglies called it the "Third Wave").

It had the most wicked effect. The sun turned gray and the sky became dark. All of the flavor went of everyone's coffee and, worst of all, the Pretties began to act like Fuglies! "Come," said the boys to the Pretties, "Feed us grapes and let us feel your glutes."

"No!", cried the Pretties! "Stop objectifying us you misogynist bastards!" And the Pretties went away, and changed their booty shorts for business suits, some with large shoulder pads. The boys were sad and the Fuglies were filled with glee, on their way to the shelter, because three cats weren't enough, right?

Worse, for the boys, about half of their mums were affected, and sent their fathers away using a legal weapon called "divorce". They didn't understand it, but they were sad without their fathers. Even worse still, there was no one to teach the boys to become Men.

And so it went. Most of the Pretties forsook men and worked in stupid, pointless HR jobs. Some of them still liked men, even older men, but most of them talked of "finding themselves". Many of the boys grew depressed and fat. They subsisted on something called "Cheetos" and withdrew into caves and became hermits, seeking answers in electronic temples called "Stations" or "Playstations" or something. Others, called "Fappers", claimed that they had found hot, slender Pretties who were DTF. "WHERE?!" cried the other boys. "You know," said the Fappers, "On the internet." And the other boys were dejected and sad.

The poison that had worked on the Pretties wore off after about ten or 15 years, and the Pretties then realized how stupid they had been and then they went to the boys, but the boys said, "We don't want you, now. You are no longer Pretties." And the Fuglies gave the younger Pretties poison each year, and so the Great Wasting continued. And the Fuglies were happy. They had won! They didn't have the boys but neither did the Pretties, except the ones who weren't affected or those who became something called "Cougars". The Fuglies celebrated by each getting a 4th and 5th cat from the shelter!

And the land was poisoned. The Boys were unhappy, the Pretties had lost all reason and sense, and the fuglies were each up to their 9th cat.

Until one day, the boys heard the sound of a conch, and they gathered at Castle Rock. They had never gathered there before, but it seemed right. The boy who had sounded the conch spoke: "Men," he said. The boys liked that. They had never been called that before. They knew that the Fathers had been Men, before they had been driven out.

"Men," said the man who had sounded the conch. "As you may have realized, a Great Pestilence has come upon us. The sun is gray, the sky is dark and the land is poisoned. All the taste has gone out of our coffee. Worse, the Pretties don't wear booty shorts anymore, or let us feel their glutes." The boys grunted in agreement. "You may also have noticed," said the man, "that some of the Pretties are unaffected, but they seem only to be interested in men named 'Chad', and sometimes older men also." The boys again agreed.

"So I went to see Uncle Vasya, because he is old and wise, and he always seems to have extra Pretties near him. We sat by his fire and he talked of “Abundance” and “Outcome Independence” and “DGAF” and killing of “Approach Anxiety” and how “Women are a lagging indicator” and such. And then the fire grew low, and he rubbed his chin whiskers and then he told me a story from the Before Time. It had legends about meals that were ‘home-cooked’…” The boys gasped at that. Did not such things exist only in legends? ”…and how the Pretties would wear such things as ‘thongs’ that showed off their magnificent glutes, and were interested in pleasing men and not wasting the flower of their youth as drones in cold, sterile cube farms. I didn’t believe him, until a Tier 1 Pretty that I’d never seen before walked in carrying a platter with grapes on it. My eyes bugged out because she was wearing a thong and Her.Glutes.Were.MAGNIFICENT!”

The boys sighed at this.

The Tier 1 Pretty said to him, “Shall I fetch Holly yet? Or do you need more time?”

“Uncle Vasya looked at me, smiled and said, ‘Too bad you can’t stay!’ and then he told me to go see the All Father. I asked if he would show me the way. He looked at me sternly, held up his index finger and said, ‘No. Each boy must travel his own journey if he will become a man! So I traveled for many days over hills and valleys, swam rivers and streams and climbed up to the mountain top where the All Father's castle stood.”

The man told of standing at the gate of the All-Father’s castle. The doors opened, but no one was there. He went into the Great Hall. It was empty of people, except for an old man dozing on the throne. As he approached, the man’s eyes flashed open and he leaped to his feet! The ‘old man’ was thickly muscled and stood nearly 2.5 meters tall! “WHO DISTURBS THE ALL-FATHER’S SLUMBER?!” he bellowed.

“I seek your guidance, great All-Father! The Fuglies have poisoned the Pretties against us!”

The All-Father glared down at the boy, as only the All-Father can do. He pondered for a moment and then he said to the boy, “Dude. Do you even Sidebar? You look awful. Very pasty and weak. Are there not Temples of Iron? Feel you no Fire in your Blood?”

The All-Father’s look softened. ”Come, lad…let me tell you of the ‘Before’ Time, before the poison of the witch’s magic descended upon the Land, and what to do now…here, let me show you how to do ‘preacher curls’….”

. . . . . . . . . .

So the boy with the conch, the Man with the conch said next, ”So I learned from the All-Father. And I say to you now, ‘Rejoice my brothers, that you were born male, and thus given the choice to be MEN--to dare great things, to achieve great things, to create, to invent, to think, to reason, to sing, to shout in joy and passion, to love and be loved. We must Lift and build and sing as we work. And hold up our achievements as beacons, so those women who are not poisoned can find us. And at night to sit by the fire and enjoy the Juice of Life with our friends, and the pleasures of our women.’”

. . . . . . . . . .

The fire had again died down. The boys were silent. Uncle Vasya, who had arrived during the telling of the story, rubbed his chin whiskers. ”You know,” he said, after a long while, ”The Fuglies have been poisoned, also.” The boys looked confused by all this. ”They have been poisoned by envy. It is the 3rd Most Powerful Force in the Universe. The first is ‘Unconditional Love’, but that one exists only in theory, although I think I have seen it in faithful pets, and the 2nd is ‘Stupid People in Large Groups’. The Fuglies are bitter because they are not Pretties, and their bile and Envy hollows them out from the inside. They cry at night because they have only cat children. But do not pity them. They chose their ways. And so now, dear lads, you must Walk the Path of War. A noble God Emperor rises in the West. Here is what you must do….”

[–]blue_dover points points [recovered]

I thought this was going to be a story about you Pre-Trp

[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 64 points65 points  (0 children)

Hmm. But that story took place back before history, so it is lost in the sands of time. As far as anyone knows, even me, I'm a natural. /grin

[–][deleted] 68 points69 points  (4 children)

Twist: the All-Father is Pook.

[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 39 points40 points  (2 children)

I hadn't made up my mind on that, but I was going for "Odin" really.

[–]BobbyDropTableUsers 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I was hoping the journey to the all-father would lead nowhere, and each boy learned that the journey- that struggling and searching perpetually, was what brought out the all-father hidden in their genes. Struggle unlocks your potential.

TRP is a truth uncovered by each person individually. Not a movement that's spread like feminism. Truth is like science, it's descriptive and not prescriptive.

Even if you want to be an RPer and understand it intellectually but not instinctively, you'll fail. It has to be a vision coming from inside you.

[–]NeoreactionSafe 79 points80 points  (3 children)


Storytelling at it's finest.

That was a read where you aren't in a hurry to get to the end of the story.

Each subtle twist of humor creates a sprinkle of delight.

Great stuff.


[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 26 points27 points  (2 children)

Thx. I wish I was better at "plot", but I try to throw in enough Easter eggs to make up for it.

[–]swift_phoenix 2 points3 points  (0 children)

One of better things I have read on TPR. There is post about life sucks in your 20's (24) and how things get better. Building a startup company and trying to get into medical school definitely has embodies this for me. The continual rebuilding of my core identity complex - things like your storying telling really help. The House of Iron where I perform my 5x5 to pay great homage to All-Father. Thanks :)

[–]__Archaeus__ 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Hey Uncle Vasya,

You do great work. Your insight keeps me fresh. And so, for me to give back, let me know if you ever want help in plot. I produce films and feel I could give helpful constructive criticism if you ever want it.

Thanks for your contributions and guidance.


[–]1atticusfinch1973 38 points39 points  (3 children)

This is quite possibly the most brilliant thing I've read on this sub.

[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 19 points20 points  (2 children)

Thanks. Like I said, I wish I was better at "plot".

[–]conquerlifegroup 6 points7 points  (0 children)

Nonsense. Your creative synthesis of numerous concepts and theories into a humerus story made my day. Thanks!

[–][deleted] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I prefer your use of capitalization.

And for whatever reason this made me think about how much I hate high rise shorts and jeans.

[–]1v1mebruh 14 points15 points  (1 child)

Hahaha this was fucking epic, thanks for this

[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Thx. I only wish it was better.

[–]yomo86 12 points13 points  (0 children)

What in god's name did you smoke? My sides burn from laughing. Nice post!

[–]Count_Gator 6 points7 points  (2 children)

Yea Gods! I now declare thee prophet!

... how do we ignore the screeching?

[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 27 points28 points  (1 child)

Earphones and Led Zeppelin. Or Beethoven. Beethoven was Metal before there was electricity....

[–]Hillarysdilddo_2016 4 points5 points  (0 children)

Dear Uncle Vasya,

This is an epic story for the ages that holds all of the darkness and hope of the old fairy tales. The story of the fuglies should be sung upon honeysuckle ears by loving fathers across the land, under the fading velvet light of evening.

[–]reesechocolates points points [recovered]

I'm going to read this to myself before I go to sleep each night. like a TRP fairytale

[–]tasty-fish-bits points points [recovered]

This reminds me of the Starving the Monkeys book.

[–]failingtheturingtest 3 points4 points  (0 children)

This is a confusing Field Report. :)
Thanks Uncle Vasya

[–]BlueBlus 4 points5 points  (1 child)

Great story. Writes very similar to pook

[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I'm not Pook. I respect him, but I'm not him. Just sayin'.

[–]Mula-Musa7 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Clapping Brilliant and inspiring Story-telling.

This stuff drives me to complete Tomorrow's Chest Day and CCNA Cert-studying. You and the Red Pill family motivated me to do better and become the best that I can be.

[–]Chiptehubah 2 points3 points  (1 child)

What a story! Believe it or not I'm going to successfully use this to convey the TRP message to friends of mine on the fence. Thanks for the quality content, I couldn't take my eyes off as soon as I started

[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Thx. I only wish it was better.

[–]LivingstonArt 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Wonderful read, I'm all cozy now

[–]poynta 2 points3 points  (0 children)

This should be the modern bible.

[–]my_trp_throwaway 2 points3 points  (0 children)

It would be more amusing if it were actually fiction. excellently written - please do more.

[–]noobonyoutube_ 4 points5 points  (0 children)

0/10 for not calling the All-Father the Alt-father. 10/10 for the story. Overall, 10/10

[–]angryomlette 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Brilliant Story-telling. Thanks Uncle Vasya.

[–]RedPistola 1 point2 points  (1 child)

Hey Uncle V,

What did you mean by women are a lagging indicator?

[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 9 points10 points  (0 children)

Women are a lagging indicator of success. Don't pursue women, pursue success, for your own benefit. Then the women show up.

It's a different version of: "If you build it, they will come."

[–]runswiththelions 1 point2 points  (1 child)

How did you come about writing such a kick-ass story. This had me rolling in tears and wanting to pick up a sword and slay dragons. Thank you for that.  

Is there any references or sources you can point me to, to tie a story not exactly like yours, but of similar quality?

[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

You have to do it. Just like any other skill. The first part started out as an answer about "the war between women" in AskTRP. Oh, and editing. It matters.

[–]joh2141 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I thought the story telling was good but SOME stuff was a bit too cringey. Like we're in RP so we get what you mean when you reference something. I guess that's for people not used to the sub though.

[–]SquireDalbridge 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Reminds me of Dark Souls it's detail and brilliance

[–]Aieaieouille 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Great read, thanks you.

Also could be a great way to "redpill" some friends. Stories and jokes are more audible than cold harsh thruths for a lot of people.

[–]RPmatrix 1 point2 points  (0 children)

great tale Uncle V ,,, very amusing as well


[–]Dead_Art 1 point2 points  (1 child)

This should be illustrated, I might illustrate this.

[–]TheCaveMo712 1 point2 points  (0 children)

This was FanFuckingEcxellent, take hold of your WarCocks and fuck the sense back into the Pretties!

[–]-Kato 1 point2 points  (0 children)

This was an epic tale! Kinda hope it gets made into a movie.

[–]DysfunctionalBrother 1 point2 points  (0 children)

This is fucking amazing, gold fucking star stuff. Should be on the sidebar or used as an introduction to TRP

Also the comments on that video have some good RP truths on there.

[–]Zdeneksfilter 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I’m new here (well, not new to TRP, but rather this sub). I saw the first shot at Andrea Dworkin and I knew I was in for something special. And hot damn was it special.

Uncle V, your style put me to thinking of AB Guthrie Jr. Have you read him? Now, that was one fucker as had certainly swallowed TRP. Here are a few excerpts from his book “The Big Sky”:

“Boone looked at the ground, feeling the blood stir in him. It wasn’t right for a woman to plague a man, leave alone an honest-to-God man like Dick. She ought to leave him be, like a Blackfoot woman would know to do, like Teal Eye would know, looking at him with her big eyes, not saying anything, letting him have his way, not thinking he was right or wrong or drunk or sober but just that he was himself. Just that he was her man.”

““Too early for chiggers,” Boone answered, but Nancy still sat there on the fence with her face seeming to dream at the moon. This was how it was with a white woman. She put talk in the way and made up piddling dodges, pretending all the time not to know the prime thing that brought a man and woman together. A squaw, now, would own to what was in a man’s mind. It would be yes or no right off, and no play-acting about it.”

“Dan winked at Boone. Under his breath he said, “Don’t mind her, Boone. What the preacher says is righteousness is set so deep in her she’s got to dig at somebody.” “Don’t you ever shush her?” “Dan’s face went solemn and tired for a little, and then the slow smile came. “On your side anyhow, Boone,” he said. “If it weren’t for you, I’d hush Cora’s mouth good.”

“Teal eye was the woman for Boone. She suited him all right. There wasn’t any sense in a man nosing around like a bull, or wanting to cover every new woman just from being curious. One woman was enough, if she was the right one. Teal Eye never whined or scolded or tried to make a man something else than what he was by nature, but just took him and did her work and was happy. She had got a little heavier lately but was still well-turned in her body, with sharp, full breasts and a flat stomach and legs slim and quick as a deer’s. Her face was still slim and delicate, and her eyes melting and her spirit quick and cheerful and her body graceful. She watched while he ate the meat or tried a new pair of moccasins and showed pleasure in her face when he grunted an all right. And she was always ready for him when his body was hungry, not lying still and sprawled, either, like a shot doe, but joining in, unashamed, her legs smooth and warm and strong and her breath whispering in his ear.”

He’s a great writer; a masculine writer with a distinctly masculine style. Every man on here should read him. Say, Uncle V, do you have a blog or something? I sure could set aside time to read you every day.

[–]ArkAngelEV 1 point2 points  (1 child)

Great chuckle, are you the one that wrote the farmer/rabbit metaphor story? Can't seem to find it but I thought that was an amazing encapsulation

[–]Vapeo 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Stupid people in large groups had me rolling lol

[–]dodo91 5 points6 points  (7 children)

Reversing the story:

The fugly boys couldnt get laid so they decided to weaken women so they cannot be free to pick their mates and fugly boys can get a place to put their dicks in....

Seriously, this political shit is getting stupid. I like trp, but the political focus and hate for women should go somewhere else. Us humans created this world, and its up to us to figure out how to succeed in it. Bashing women is pointless, as well as feminism. Though 3rd wave have went too far imo as well. Still, i do not think this is thr place for it.

[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 4 points5 points  (3 children)

Shhh. Nobody cares.

N.B. I don't hate women, and I have no problem with the 1st or 2nd Waves, other that they inexorably led to the 3rd Wave, which totally blows and not in the "fun" way, like with a "Pretty".

[–]dodo91 1 point2 points  (2 children)

Fair enough. But sexuality and feeling of "power" are major motivators for human kind and using the opposite sex to tailor people s political vision is simply a dangerous task. We have seen many times how far these went...desperate people seek excuses and scapegoats. Its important that they channel this energy to improve themselves rather than making the world a worse place.

[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 1 point2 points  (1 child)

and using the opposite sex to tailor people s political vision is simply a dangerous task.

Really. It's just a story. "For Entertainment Purposes Only". "Do Not Try This At Home", "No Women Were Harmed In The Creation Of This Post", etc.

We have seen many times how far these went...desperate people seek excuses and scapegoats.

Shh. Don't go there. I have a 'Godwin' and I WILL use it!

Its important that they channel this energy to improve themselves rather than making the world a worse place.

Is this the part where I'm 'sposed to Learn A Valuable Lesson? I wrote an entertaining story. The world is not a worse place for it. You're taking shit Too Seriously.

[–]dodo91 1 point2 points  (0 children)

It is more for the audiance here than for you. I enjoyed the read.

[–]mgm961 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I fully agree. This shit is ridiculous.

[–]Elodere 1 point2 points  (1 child)

You do realize we don't hate women, right? We hate feminism for how it makes women go against their very nature of being. You are just drawing a strawman.

[–]dodo91 5 points6 points  (0 children)

Feminism is an important and valuable devrlopment as a political movement. The problem is the degeneration of CURRENT feminism IN WESTERN countried. You cannot ditch whole feminist struggle for that.

[–]JustDoMeee 1 point2 points  (2 children)

I'm kind of high right now, came on TRP and first thing I see is this post. So this is a story right? There's a lady toad right? And someone called dworkins? And fuglies? Noise from kitchen? And there was a mention of NoFap somewhere?

I think it's been 10 minutes since I started writing this post

[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 3 points4 points  (1 child)

Just go back to sleep. You'll be safer that way.

[–][deleted] 0 points1 point  (4 children)

Preacher curls are a road to ruin. Lifting rox tho.

[–]TestoclesBalls 1 point2 points  (3 children)

Preacher curls are my favorite way to beseech Brodin send some gains my way :/

[–][deleted] 1 point2 points  (2 children)

How do you avoid injury while doing them?

[–]TestoclesBalls 1 point2 points  (1 child)

Close grip instead of going wide. I fucked my forearm up and couldn't curl for a month and a half, so I do fuck tons of reverse curls and only close grip preachers. I'm a skinny fucker at 6'2 and 170 and I can curl 130 standing as of my last max without cheating, I credit this to preacher curls

[–][deleted] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Gotcha. Use the ez curl bar with the inner grip.

Good looking out. +1 Internets for you, sir.

[–]Areu4realm8 0 points1 point  (1 child)

yeah, its feminism s fault that women like goodlooking,succesful men, instead of losers.(facepalm) what about sexual selection in animals, opie. is that feminist's fault too? i think you forget mentioning mother nature in your story.

[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

You might want to stop and take a breath.

[–][deleted] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Very nice, I enjoyed it. There is one thing, something I noticed on the RPW sub a couple of times. There seems to be this growing myth that feminism became poisonous with 3rd wave, and 2nd wave (60s and 70s) was just about this thing called 'equality'. It is true that feminism became seriously deranged and self contradictory in 3rd wave, once they got behind islam (while at the same time saying feminism was needed because there were still oppressed women somewhere in the world, like, oh I don't know, like in islamic countries), and behind transgender (so at the same time gender is a social construct and it isn't). But the poison really happened seriously in second wave, which you allude to by the ugliness of the characters from that time. However, even today, you would have a hard time matching the man-hating of 2nd wave authors, they were horrendous bitches, and their influence is still felt.

Rather than a jar of foul-smelling liquid, the 'poison' was a pill - the contraceptive pill. It was this that meant women could work outside the home consistently and thus fool themselves that they were 'independent', and then retrospectively apply that to history and claim that they were capable of it all along and had been 'oppressed'. Men were generally happy with it, of course, because men want sex, and being able to bypass pregnancy meant women were more free about giving it to them. But it was poison to society.

[–]Xavhorn 0 points1 point  (1 child)

Anybody else Google all those names to find that they were all feminists IRL? Funny AF.

[–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

They were chosen specifically. Betty Friedan started out viewing both men and women as "co-victims" of the manner in which society is constructed. I have a lot of disagreements with Steinem, but I wouldn't cast her out of civilized society. Dworkin was a hateful little toad, and Solanas was legit mentally ill.