Fearless-ly STUPID Girl

At least those guys in Pamplona have sense enough to run.

Fearless-ly STUPID Girl


Arturo Di Modica is attempting to nullify the femi-fascist movements' co-opting of his Charging Bull sculpture. Good for him.

Mr. Di Midicas' lawyer says:

"The statue of the young girl becomes the Fearless Girl only because of the Charging Bull:

"The work is incomplete without Mr. Di Modicas' Charging Bull, and as such it constitutes a derivative work."

I myself agree. The positioning, of the figure as well as the cast and "finish" of it makes it look an attempt at making it look like it goes with the Di Modica work.

Instead of a symbol of what Mr. Di Modica intended, "The strength of America, the strength of the market." The statue was originally installed in front of the New York Stock Exchange in 1987 after the stock market crash of that year.

Now it looks like a tableau of a stupid little girl taunting a large animal and about to get pounded into the dirt and not what its plaque says about "the power of women" (They spelled it wrong! Shouldn't it be "the power of WOMYN"?).

Well I guess two can play at that game.

Hows' about a statue dubbed "Sneering SS Guard" in front of the National Holocaust Museum?

Or "Defiant KluKKer" on the sidewalk in front of Emanuel African Methodist Episcopal Church?

Maybe "Sword Swinging Jap Fanatic" near the National World War II Memorial on the mall in Washington, D.C.?

Ridiculous ...

Yes, there's nothing like "the power of WOMYN(!)" by rubbing someone elses' nose in it.

We don't do it. There's no reason the "left" should either.

Maybe the matter can be settled by just re-naming it "Stupid About To Be Gored, Flung and Stomped Into the Ground Girl".

Jus' sayin' ...

Kinda' reminds you of this, doesn't it?

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Stupid Little Feminist Twit

Stupid Little Feminist Twit


So I'm at work at that cut-rate would be Wal-Mart that shall remain nameless. The night before, I passed a kidney stone. One of those star shaped ones with all the points. A real screamer.

I'm talking to one of my co-workers when I'm RUDELY interrupted by another. An annoying little adolescent just barley in her teens. Seems she was a bit put out about what I had just said.

I had just barely finished mentioning that I had a vague idea of what it was like to give birth when this tin pot Steinem ran over and jumped my case.

"Just what would you know about giving birth!?" She indignantly cried with a leer."Men know nothing about that! Men know nothing about blah blah blah this 'n that" and on and on she went.

Lets see ... Here I am, being berated by a mere slip of a girl who may have just passed menarche about a year or two ago at most, about giving birth. I doubt she had even had any experience at being "experienced" let alone at dropping at least one as the result of such. Of course, you can never tell these days. She was, after all, about the same age Traci Lords started out.

"Well, first of all hon," I started in reply, "I only said I had a vague idea. I made no claim of having first hand knowledge. Now you seem to be a young lady experienced in the ways of the world so maybe you can clue me in."

The would be crusader/PC warrioress drew back her head and stiffened up.

"So tell me ... How difficult was it with your first child and did it get any easier with your second and third?"

The little jerk turned, walking away, muttering something under her breath.

You know the old saying: "Engage brain before putting mouth in gear."

Also: "If you don't like what you overhear, then don't eavesdrop."

Just sayin' ...


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Mysogynist Moment

Mysogynist Moment

I knew this fellow while working at the pistol range in Powell, Ohio. Gunsmith by trade, he later went into a career in EMS.

While going to a two year tech college for it, he had to attend nursing classes. Comprised mainly of women. The first class of the day was one of those & he was the only guy there. Seems a lot of "feminists" attended this particular one & would engage in "girl talk" before lessons' start. A lot of it about, to put it mildly, "those men" & what scum they are. Being a gentleman, he kept quiet & would pass the time reading while they pretended he wasn't there. He put up with this for several weeks.

It came to a head finally. It was during a particularly vituperative before class session a hush fell over the room & one of the more vocal "activists" turned to him & loudly asked:

"So what do you think of all this?"

He calmly set down his book. He scanned the room, seeing all eyes on him.

"If you people didn't f---, there'd be a bounty on you."

The wailing! The whining! The grinding & gnashing of teeth! The absolute, cacophonous, pan-demonic-onium that ensued ...

What ... OMG! ... Dis ... Disagreement! Opposition! ... The sanctity of our suffering & outlook! ... Under attack! ... How ... How dare he dood this! How ... dare he ... Dare!?

Word of this got to the assitant dean. As this was the 90s all he got was a warning after explaining his side of the story. The male bashing in that particular class was a lot less after that though.


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