Life in this society is, at best, an utter bore, and no aspect of society is
at all relevant to women, there remain civic-minded, responsible,
thrill-seeking females only to overthrow the government, eliminate the money
system, institute complete automation, and destroy the male sex. It is now
technically feasible to reproduce without the aid of males (or, for that
matter, females) and to produce only females. We must begin immediately to do
so. Retaining the male does not even have the dubious purpose of reproduction.
The male is a biological accident: the Y (male) gene is an incomplete X
(female) gene with an incomplete set of chromosomes. In other words, the male
is an incomplete female, a walking abortion, aborted at the gene stage. To be
male is to be deficient, and emotionally limited; maleness is a deficiency
disease and males are emotional cripples. The male is completely egocentric,
trapped inside himself, incapable of empathizing or identifying with others,
or love, friendship, affection, or tenderness. He is a completely isolated
unit, incapable of rapport with anyone. His responses are entirely visceral,
not cerebral; his intelligence is a mere tool in the services of his drives
and needs; he is incapable of mental passion and interaction; he can't relate
to anything other than his own physical sensations. He is a half-dead,
unresponsive lump, incapable of giving or receiving pleasure or happiness;
consequently, he is at best an utter bore, an inoffensive blob, since only
those capable of absorption in others can be charming. He is trapped in a
twilight zone halfway between humans and apes. He is far worse off than the
apes because, unlike the apes, he is capable of a large array of negative
feelings -- hate, jealousy, contempt, disgust, guilt, shame, doubt -- and
moreover, he is aware of what he is and what he isn't. an array of negative
feelings -- hate, jealousy, contempt, disgust, guilt, shame, doubt and
moreover, he is aware of what he is and what he isn't.
Although completely physical, the male is unfit even for stud service. Even
assuming mechanical proficiency, which few men have, he is, first of all,
incapable of zestfully, lustfully, tearing off a piece, but instead is eaten
up with guilt, shame, fear and insecurity, feelings rooted in male nature,
which the most enlightened training can only minimize; second, the physical
feeling he attains is next to nothing; and third, he is not empathizing with
his partner, but is obsessed with how he's doing, turning in an A performance,
doing a good plumbing job. To call a man an animal is to flatter him; he's a
machine, a walking dildo. It's often said that men use women. Use them for
what? Surely not pleasure.
Eaten up with guilt, shame, fears, and insecurities and obtaining, if he's
lucky, a barely perceptible physical feeling, the male is, nonetheless,
obsessed with screwing; he'll swim through a river of snot, wade nostril-deep
through a mile of vomit if he thinks there'll be a friendly pussy awaiting
him. He'll screw a woman he despises, any snaggle-toothed hag, and
furthermore, pay for the opportunity. Why? Relieving physical tension isn't
the answer, as masturbation suffices for that. It's not ego satisfaction; that
doesn't explain screwing corpses and babies. Completely egocentric, unable to
relate, empathize, or identify, and filled with a vast, pervasive, diffuse
sexuality, the male is physically passive. He hates his passivity, so he
projects it onto women, defines the make as active, and then sets out to prove
that he is
(prove that he is a Man').
His main means of attempting to prove it is screwing
(Big Man with a Big Dick tearing off a Big Piece).
Since he's attempting to prove an error, he must `prove' it again and again.
Screwing, then, is a desperate compulsive, attempt to prove he's not passive,
not a woman; but he is passive and does want to be a woman. Being an
incomplete female, the male spends his life attempting to complete himself, to
become female. He attempts to do this by constantly seeking out, fraternizing
with, and trying to live through a fuse with the female, and by claiming as
his own all-female characteristics -- emotional strength and independence,
forcefulness, dynamism, decisiveness, coolness, objectivity, assertiveness,
courage, integrity, vitality, intensity, depth of character, grooviest, etc --
and projecting onto women all male traits -- vanity, frivolity, triviality,
weakness, etc.
It should be said, though, that the male has one glaring area of superiority
over the female -- public relations. (He has done a brilliant job of
convincing millions of women that men are women and women are men). The male
claim that females find fulfillment through motherhood and sexuality reflects
what males think they'd find fulfilling if they were female. Women, in other
words, don't have penis envy; men have pussy envy. When the male accepts his
passivity, defines himself as a woman (males as well as females think men are
women and women are men), and becomes a transvestite he loses his desire to
screw (or to do anything else, for that matter; he fulfills himself as a drag
queen) and gets his dick chopped off. He then achieves a continuous diffuse
sexual feeling from `being a woman'. Screwing is, for a man, a defense against
his desire to be female. He is responsible for:
War: The male's
normal compensation for not being female, namely, getting his Big Gun off, is
grossly inadequate, as he can get it off only a very limited number of times;
so he gets it off on a really massive scale, and proves to the entire world
that he's a `Man'. Since he has no compassion or ability to empathize or
identify, proving his manhood is worth an endless amount of mutilation and
suffering and an endless number of lives, including his own -- his own life
being worthless, he would rather go out in a blaze of glory than to plod
grimly on for fifty more years. Niceness, Politeness, and `Dignity': Every
man, deep down, knows he's a worthless piece of shit. Overwhelmed by a sense
of animalism and deeply ashamed of it; wanting, not to express himself, but to
hide from others his total physicality, total egocentricity, the hate and
contempt he feels for other men, and to hide from himself the hate and
contempt he suspects other men feel for him; having a crudely constructed
nervous system that is easily upset by the least display of emotion or
feeling, the male tries to enforce a `social' code that ensures perfect
blandness, unsullied by the slightest trace or feeling or upsetting opinion.
He uses terms like `copulate', `sexual congress', and `have relations with'
(to men sexual relations is a redundancy), overlaid with stilted manners.
Money, Marriage and Prostitution,
Work and Prevention of an Automated Society: There is no human reason for
money or for anyone to work more than two or three hours a week at the very
most. All non-creative jobs (practically all jobs now being done) could have
been automated long ago, and in a moneyless society, everyone can have as much
of the best of everything as she wants. But there are non-human, male reasons
for wanting to maintain the money system: 1. Pussy. Despising his highly
inadequate self, overcome with intense anxiety and a deep, profound loneliness
when by his empty self, desperate to attach himself to any female in dim hopes
of completing himself, in the mystical belief that by touching gold he'll turn
to gold, the male craves the continuous companionship of women. The company of
the lowest female is preferable to his own or that of other men, who serve
only to remind him of his repulsiveness. But females, unless very young or
very sick, must be coerced or bribed into male company.
2. Supply the non-relating male with the delusion of usefulness, and enable
him to try to justify his existence by digging holes and then filling them
up. Leisure time horrifies the male, who will have nothing to do but
contemplate his grotesque self. Unable to relate or to love, the male must
work. Females crave absorbing, emotionally satisfying, meaningful activity,
but lacking the opportunity or ability for this, they prefer to idle and
waste away their time in ways of their own choosing -- sleeping, shopping,
bowling, shooting pool, playing cards, and other games, breeding, reading,
walking around, daydreaming, eating, playing with themselves, popping pills,
going to the movies, getting analyzed, traveling, raising dogs and cats,
lolling about on the beach, swimming, watching TV, listening to music,
decorating their houses, gardening, sewing, nightclubbing, dancing,
visiting, `improving their minds' (taking courses), and absorbing `culture'
(lectures, plays, concerts, `arty' movies).
Therefore, many females would, even assuming complete economic equality
between the sexes, prefer living with males or peddling their asses on the
street, thus having most of their time for themselves, to spending many
hours of their days doing boring, stultifying, non-creative work for someone
else, functioning as less than animals, as machines, or, at best -- if able
to get a `good' job -- co-managing the shitpile. What will liberate women
from male control? Is the total elimination of the money-work system, not
the attainment of economic equality with men.
3.
Power and control.
Unmasterful in his personal relations with women, the male attains
masterfulness by the manipulation of money and everything controlled by
money, in other words, of everything and everybody. 4. Love substitute.
Unable to give love or affection, the male gives money. It makes him feel
motherly. The mother gives milk; he gives bread. He is the Breadwinner. 5.
Provide the male with a goal. Incapable of enjoying the moment, the male
needs something to look forward to, and money provides him with an
eternal, never-ending goal: Just think of what you could do with 80
trillion dollars -- invest it! And in three years, you'd have 300 trillion
dollars!!! 6. Provide the basis for the male's major opportunity to
control and manipulate -- fatherhood.
Fatherhood and Mental Illness (fear, cowardice, timidity, humility,
insecurity, passivity): Mother wants what's best for her kids; Daddy
only wants what's best for Daddy, that is peace and quiet, pandering to
his delusion of dignity (`respect'), a good reflection on himself
(status) and the opportunity to control and manipulate, or, if he's an
`enlightened' father, to `give guidance'. His daughter, in addition, he
wants sexually -- he gives her hand in marriage; the other part is for
him. Daddy, unlike Mother, can never give in to his kids, as he must, at
all costs, preserve his delusion of decisiveness, forcefulness,
always-rightness, and strength. Never getting one's way leads to a lack
of self-confidence in one's ability to cope with the world and to a
passive acceptance of the status quo. Mother loves her kids, although
she sometimes gets angry, but anger blows over quickly and even while it
exists, doesn't preclude love and basic acceptance. Emotionally diseased
Daddy doesn't love his kids; he approves of them -- if they're `good',
that is, if they're nice, `respectful', obedient, subservient to his
will, quiet and not given to unseemly displays of temper that would be
most upsetting to Daddy's easily disturbed male nervous system -- in
other words, if they're passive vegetables.
If they're not `good', he doesn't get angry -- not if he's a modern,
`civilized' father (the old-fashioned ranting, raving brute is
preferable, as he is so ridiculous he can be easily despised) -- but
rather express disapproval, a state that, unlike anger, endures and
precludes a basic acceptance, leaving the kid with the feeling of
worthlessness and a lifelong obsession with being approved of; the
result is fear of independent thought, as this leads to unconventional,
disapproved of opinions. For the kid to want Daddy's approval it must
respect Daddy, and being garbage, Daddy can make sure that he is
respected only by remaining aloof, by distantness, by acting on the
precept of `familiarity breeds contempt', which is, of course, true, if
one is contemptible. By being distant and aloof, he can remain unknown,
and mysterious, thereby, inspiring fear (`respect').