From my post Girls Who Read Poetry:

The most damaged and insane girls I’ve met have considered themselves budding poets.

Eight days after I wrote that I went on a first date with a young girl who was half-Asian. As you know I don’t have an Asian fetish (I’ve only been with two), but when I asked her what the Asian half was she got defensive and accused me of having the yellow fever. In her dreams. Anyway she told me that not only does she write poetry, but she organizes “slam recitals” as well. She also said she was going through a feminist stage, saying, “If you really think hard about it, every man has violated a woman not just by rape but by going too fast or too deep during sex.” I wonder much longer it will take for feminists to say the act of consensual sex is actually brutal rape.

Immediately after the date she googled me and found out about the blog (a gigantic headache compared to a girl knowing about it beforehand). Surprisingly, she didn’t take it well. She left a scathing speech on my voicemail where she sarcastically referred to Bang as a “bestseller” and in so many words telling me to have a nice life on my way to the fiery pits of hell. I saved her message and have since played it for a handful of my students during workshop downtime.

The blog giveth and the blog taketh away. She’ll never find out that my fuck style is fast and deep (I learned that if I make a girl’s vagina sore, it’s a guarantee I’ll get a callback for more of that pounding). On a side note, I keep meeting girls who actively write poetry which means I’m doing something to attract the drama queens. I don’t know what it is but please someone make it stop.

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“I learned that if I make a girl’s vagina sore, it’s a guarantee I’ll get a callback for more of pounding”

hmmmm – interesting.

I always thought the go-to symbol was how wet their twat got. Never thought about soreness.

can you post the message? That would be priceless.

“I wonder much longer it will take for feminists to say the act of consensual sex is actually brutal rape.”

Unsurprisingly, they already have: http://www.thefword.org.uk/blog/2008/02/all_heterosexua

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Hahaha. As a spoken word/slam poet myself, I continually learn this lesson the hard way. Definition of insanity, ha.

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Along time ago in fact a_c,

From Andrea Dworkin’s 1987 book Intercourse:

“Male-dominant gender hierarchy, however, seems immune to reform … This may be because intercourse itself is immune to reform. In it, female is bottom, stigmatized. Intercourse remains a means or the means of physiologically making a woman inferior: communicating to her cell by cell her own inferior status, impressing it on her, burning it into her by shoving it into her, over and over, pushing and thrusting until she gives up and gives in—which is called surrender in the male lexicon. In the experience of intercourse, she loses the Capacity for integrity because her body—the basis of privacy and freedom in the material world for all human beings—is entered and occupied; the boundaries of her physical body are—neutrally speaking—violated… Intercourse is the pure, sterile, formal expression of men’s contempt for women.”

Of course, if you look like this:

http://msnbcmedia4.msn.com/j/msnbc/Components/Photos/050411/050411_dworkin_hmed_6p.hmedium.jpg,

you might feel that way too.

The strangest thing about Dworkin was that she cohabitated with gay male feminist John Stoltenberg for decades while she continued to identify herself as a lesbian.

Gay or not, I nominate Mr. Stoltenberg for beta of century for living with the warpig; could you imagine having to see her face every morning knowing that she secretly yearned for you to shove her inferior status into her again and again.

I just threw up in my mouth.

“(I learned that if I make a girl’s vagina sore, it’s a guarantee I’ll get a callback for more of pounding”

Classic! And so true.

What’s interesting about that Dworkin excerpt is that it’s written just as much in the style of a romance novel as it is in the style of an academic work. There is no doubt in my mind that many, many women would read that passage and be turned on. Just like there is no doubt in my mind that Dworkin would’ve loved to be choked if she’d ever gotten the chance to mate with anybody.

“I wonder much longer it will take for feminists to say the act of consensual sex is actually brutal rape.”

OMG (spit’s water all over keyboard). Funny but so true, this is why I go ahead and keep a ski mask in one of my back pockets and a condom in the other.

^vk lol!!

yo roosh send me a copy of that, vm. please I will pay you… lol!

You should post that voicemail message on your blog.

Good god that warpig Dworkin is ugly.

This is too sweeping of a generalization. I am sure there is a normal, supermodel chick out there that enjoys writing haikus.

nothing quite like finding out mid-date that a chick writes poetry….one who organizes “slams” is another level of “waste of time”

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I quickly realized I wouldn’t be the only one asking for the phone message. But you should post it! After deleting the identifiables, obviously…

“I keep meeting girls who actively write poetry”

Stay away from coffee shops.

- MPM

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Liking Asian women is not a fetish. What’s so abnormal or deviant about thinking Asian women are beautiful when they have many traits that contemporary societal norms find attractive (e.g., thin, nice hair, light skin, educated, traditionally feminine characteristics, etc.)?

Liking Asian men is the true fetish.

Also, liking crazy, spoken word, slam-poets is a fetish. Spoken word is just as annoying as ska or reggae!

It’s time for an alias Roosh. Seriously.

Call yourself anything except Roosh. How about Max Power?

… Or move to a country where they’re not as likely to google find you

Anyway she told me that not only does she write poetry, but she organizes “slam recitals” as well.

Shit, that’s the worst kind of poet of all!! GOD I hate slam poetry with its overenunciation, emphasis on odd syllables, cliched left-wing topics…it’s like all the narcissism of real poetry with even more attention whoring and none of the technical skill it takes to learn the proper disciplines (stanzas, structures, proper rhyme scheme, etc). It’s a bad mix of poetry for people too dumb and lazy to learn the proper discipline, one man shows for people too untalented or lazy to learn how to act or write a structured show and rap for people too untalented to compose 16 bars and rhyme on-beat.

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The strangest thing about Dworkin was that she cohabitated with gay male feminist John Stoltenberg for decades while she continued to identify herself as a lesbian.

Once you self-identify as a male feminist, you’re basically a woman anyway so not so strange.

I learned that if I make a girl’s vagina sore, it’s a guarantee I’ll get a callback for more of pounding

I subscribed to this as well. At the very least it guaranteed you’ll be on her mind for a few days.

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No, but, unless you can hear it the words alone don’t do it justice.

Did she do it in that weird poetry slam voice they use?

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Change your name to “Mike Smith” or something. I was blessed with a common name, so dates googling me would be very difficult.

In my inner conflict of “being the bigger person” vs. giving you fodder, Roosh, I just couldn’t resist. So you can be the bigger person while I clear up a couple details for my own peace of mind. I can’t believe I care enough to write this.

1. I didn’t google you. Someone told me about you.
2. I don’t organize “slam recitals.” Although if I did, I would be proud. I am/was trying to put together a poetry series featuring local poets. Almost none of them are slam poets. If it’s not your thing, don’t hate, just don’t go.
3. If you’re going to quote and mock my feminist theory then for fucks sake at least get it right. Here’s my groundbreaking thesis: not every man has violated a woman, but most women have been violated in some way, significant or insignificant. That means fucking a woman fast and deep is great, unless she tells you to “stop” and you DON’T STOP. So for your sexual predator readership, a lesson on feminism, and yes, rape, free of charge.
4. I deflected your questions about my ethnicity with jokes about yellow-fever because talking about my race by this point bores. the fuck. out of me. Here’s another lesson for your readership: you are not the first person to ask, “so, what ARE you?” [Followed by false interested look and sip of Miller Lite].

It’s really shitty to take a private conversation, twist it out of context, and make it public. Congratulations, you kept my personal info. private. I’m sure more for legal reasons rather than any sense of respect. I don’t remember clearly the “scathing” voicemail I left you and it probably was crazy, but I’m sure it wasn’t scathing. I wasn’t upset when I left it. Sure at first I was shocked and pissed, but then I thought it was kind of funny. You’re the one who approached me and my crazy hat– I never advertised myself as anything but crazy. Who cares. We’re all a little crazy. You’re pretty fucking crazy yourself. But I’m also open and honest and expect the same. To have what I thought was an honest conversation and possible connection to someone, and then have that conversation made a mockery of feels kind of like a… violation.

Huh. Full circle. Look at that.

Maybe I’ll write a poem about it.

This is great

fight fight fight!

Anonymous

To have what I thought was an honest conversation and possible connection to someone, and then have that conversation made a mockery of feels kind of like a… violation.

Too fucking bad. Any idea how much more often women do that to men? Of course you don’t care.

but most women have been violated in some way, significant or insignificant. That means fucking a woman fast and deep is great, unless she tells you to “stop” and you DON’T STOP. So for your sexual predator readership, a lesson on feminism, and yes, rape, free of charge.

Screw your feminism and it’s one inch off the ground threshold for “rape”. Just more bitch feminism control freakery.

Roosh when did you find out she organized slam recitals because your advice says to run away from girls like her.

“We’re all a little crazy. ”

She’s obviously just trying to rationalize her insanity by saying EVERYONE is crazy.

Gotta admit, I’ve always wondered about the privacy thing myself. Out of curiosity I googled just your first name, not even the last initial, and this blog came up first. That’s gotta suck!

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Lol, too funny.

“I keep meeting girls who actively write poetry which means I’m doing something to attract the drama queens. I don’t know what it is but please someone make it stop.”

Nix the beard and hide the Kundera.

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A. All Asian women are nuts. It’s because of their mothers. Ask them.
B. What are guys with big dicks supposed to do, just put the tip in real slow? It’s not our fault you have a shallow vagina.
C. Never, and I mean never, date a feminist. Now, if you can get her drunk and hate fuck her up the butt just for the look of self-hatred on her face the next morning, all the better.
D. Anonymous crazy asian chick: You and I both know that on some deep-seated, hidden level of the jumbled maze that is your mind, you just want to be tied up and choked. Let it go girl, surrender to your true self. Only when you are able to face men as equals on the dating battle field will you be successful in your relationships.

:drama:

this is more entertaining than watching TMZ drunk.

Followed by false interested look and sip of Miller Lite

now that is tight game!

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Feminists = ugly lesbians

Roosh! Bro! New to the site man, but gotta say, 1) as a man, and 2) as a man who likes—nay, LOVES—sex (anybody out there feel me?), it’s great to finally learn that there are other guys like me out there who are just looking to dupe well-intentioned, honest, and otherwise well-meaning girls into meaningless (to us at least—SO alpha, bro) sexual relationships. And dude, you evil genius, taking it even a step further, exploiting those personal relationships, mining and twisting them for even the slightest chunk of self-aggrandizing material that can be taken out of context and broadcast over the internet to a sex-starved audience just looking for a little affirmation in the power of their own sad, underutilized man-sacks. Fear not, fellas. You are not alone.

And poetry! Man! Don’t even get me started on THAT stuff…but while I’m on the subject..seriously: SLAM poetry?! I mean, it doesn’t even RHYME half the time. I mean HELLO—haven’t these bitches heard of iambic pentameter?

And man, I know it’s a bummer when you go out with a chick who somehow has found out ahead of time that you’re a self-deluded post-grad frat boy jerking himself off in front of his dad’s computer to the applause of an even larger, sadder, more sexually frustrated, idiot following, but just think man—there are thousands upon thousands of girls out there in DC who don’t give a shit about this blog, who probably haven’t even heard of Bang (BTW, killer title—and so alpha), just waiting for you to approach them with your canned openers and negs and other recycled psych101 garbage from VH1’s rockin’ hit show The Pickup Artist! The possibilities are endless, bro! I can only imagine the kind of grade-A wicked blog material that you could get by duping a person who mistakes you—however briefly–for an honest human being capable of engaging in meaningful human interaction. Oh man, listen to me now—this sounds so beta! Lame!

Dude, and I know other people have commented on it already, but what is with Asians being so CRAZY?! So true. And she’s got the nerve to call YOU crazy?? You: a grown man, with a college degree, who runs to his dad’s computer every time a girl touches his dick so that he can let the world know that Roosh is a man that fucks two ways (and only two ways): fast and deep (air-five for that, bro—so alpha it hurts). You, a grown man who is able to somehow jerk himself off and simultaneously use his keyboard (an age old dilemma, to be sure) to write a blog that is the adult equivalent of middle schoolers sitting around nervously measuring their dicks. She calls YOU crazy?! Nah man, fuck that.

For real.

Ah, and anonymous poster 35, my man. What are guys with big dicks supposed to do, you ask? I take it that since you pointed it out, you are obviously in possession of one of these “big dicks” (that’s usually the way it works, right?). Here’s one idea: shove it up your own ass?

Anyway, just my two cents. Great work with the blog, bro. Keep bangin’!

Wow, this chick has never heard of cutting her losses.

Sorry baby, Roosh wins this round. Try channeling your mutt rage into a sestina or something.

Also, on an unrelated note, not all us people who write poetry are gutless screeching professional victims and/or goths/wannabe Mos Defs, and not all us mutt-people get bugs up our asses when asked about our ethnic breakdown.

Just the ones who have college degrees without any math, foreign language or science requirements.

Though, I gotta say, we all are nuts, though (poetry writers, not mutts).

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That was actually not such a terrible response.

. . . words fail me

I can’t wait to hear about the second date. :-)

as someone who was there during the pickup, this shit is fucking hilarious yo! i now know, based on the cap she has on her head, whether she’s nuts or not!

question:

would it be legal if i used crazy chicks comment #24 as my “slam” poem?

with the correct intonations and pauses I really think it might play well.

Honestly, on comment #39 Roosh gave the best possible answer.

Honestly, Roosh’s life isn’t something I envy. This whole alpha, beta, gama talk is kinda lame. But Now and tthen I do find some insightful/interesting/entertaining things in the blog. That’s why I come back, but seldomly stay very long.

Honestly, girl, you seem relatively clever, but not very emotionally stable. What do you care if he talks about you here? You yourself admit that you can’t resist the temptation and be the better person. You are the type of girl who’s an easy prey for PUA’s.

inre to #s 24 & 36, or exhibits A & B:

these are both very typical reactions. any man who doesn’t swallow the feminist kool aid must be a woman-hating sexual predator, a daft miller-lite swilling frat boy or both. why stop to question your own premises when it’s much easier to just assume the worst of intentions to those you don’t agree with or understand?

by the way,
It’s really shitty to take a private conversation, twist it out of context, and make it public.

is this broad familiar with the concept of blogging?

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I find it hilarious that the chick pretty read through the entire blog and spent probably hours typing up a fake letter to roosh.

that is fucking awesome.

Roosh, these are stories to tell your grandkids.

Btw you need to change your website, this quasi internet celebrity-ness is gonna really fuck your game if your website is the first result when googling your name.

Crazy Eurasian chick just reinforces my belief that chicks LOVE drama and assholery…even the feminist chicks. Somehow I can’t see this girl getting all worked up over a “nice guy”. The typical “nice guy” probably doesn’t even register on this girl’s radar.

Not to say you’re an asshole Roosh – you know what I mean…

Actually spaceman, you should borrow it and tell your grandkids someday. I’m sure Roosh won’t mind.

“this one time, i like picked up this one chick, and then she went all CSI and found my blog and shit and then she phoned me later and was all ‘i hate you, you jerk’ and posted some totally crazy comments. so then i totally OWNED her on my next post and then all my fans cloyingly deep throated me like they usually do but it was still totally sweet.”

Lessons in female self-denial 101:

“I can’t believe I care enough to write this.”

This means: Roosh, ftw.

the popcorn was absolutely hilarious…are you single?

i’m female…popcorn guy :)

Crazy asian – I’ve tried shoving my dick up my ass. Didn’t do much for me, unfortunately, because that would save me a lot of time and money.

I prefer stuffing it up the asses of angry feminists and the cervixes of shallow-vagina’d asian girls. Nothing like that little yelp when you’ve hit bottom…

Anonymous comment 36 was actually quite good…

“inre to #s 24 & 36, or exhibits A & B:

these are both very typical reactions.”

But untypically well-executed.

If I was that girl I’d be mad too. Sticking to your principles at the cost of personal pleasure is maddening, but there it is.