Two Fathers

Timothy went with his fathers for a day of shopping at the mall to decorate his new room. He was getting tired halfway through but perked up when they suggested he create his own teddy bear at the mall’s Build-A-Bear store.

“You can create any bear you want,” said Randy.

Timothy was at first overwhelmed with the options but decided on a hard robot shell for his bear, making it seem more like a killer teddy cyborg. He had in mind to create an indestructible bear that was strong and mean, able to defend against bad people like his biological father, who would place him over his lap and whip his 9-year-old behind with a belt for reasons so random that he could never figure out how to avoid them. He was away from that now, and his two new fathers were going to give him the love that his abusive father and absentee mother never gave him.

As Timothy constructed his cyborg bear, Randy pointed out a rainbow-colored bear to his husband, Michael. “Isn’t that cute?” Randy said. “Hey Timothy, what do you think of this rainbow bear?”

“I don’t like rainbows.”

“Why not?” Michael coolly replied.

“It has too many girl colors. I like my robot bear.” Michael’s eyes opened wide but Randy interrupted him, telling Timothy he could build any bear he wanted.

Timothy had been disappointed so many times in his life that he didn’t know what to expect from Randy and Michael. This wasn’t helped by the confusing arrangement of having two dads. He leaned towards using “Dad” on Randy, the more masculine of the two since Michael was on estrogen therapy to eventually become a Michelle, but in the end he stuck to using their first names. As long as he could avoid the beatings and the yelling that took place in his former home, or the dirtiness that was his temporary stay in foster care, he would be happy to call them whatever they wanted.

Luckily for Timothy, Randy and Michael were stable, successful, intelligent adults. Besides the fact that there were both men, Timothy couldn’t have been more blessed in finding a couple who were so willing to take care of an unlucky child.

But that love couldn’t immediately undo a lifetime of abuse. Very early on, Timothy displayed anti-social behavior in school. He had trouble paying attention to his teacher’s instructions. At recess he simply wanted to play alone. When time came for parent-student conferences, Randy and Michael were told it was worth trying an ADHD drug to help him with his attention problems. His parents respected the power of pharmaceuticals; Michael was on the hormone therapy while Randy had gone on stints of Xanax during some especially difficult times in his life. It was worth a shot just to see if it would have a positive effect on Timothy, and if not they would pull him off it. His well-being was their utmost concern.

The medication worked. Within two weeks, Timothy would provide an unblinking stare at his teacher while she barreled through the curriculum. He did well enough to get B’s and C’s, an exceptional feat for a kid of his unfortunate background.

Timothy’s favorite part of the school day was, of course, recess. He would get away from his classmates and go to the far end of the park and place bugs on the back of his hand and watch them crawl away. There wasn’t much else to do except kick a couple balls around, because several years before they removed the jungle gym. Too many kids were falling off, leading to parent complaints. Parents also complained about dodgeball because in a game of thirty kids, only one was the winner. All the losing kids would suffer an unnecessary blow to their self-esteem, making it more difficult for them to compete in a cutthroat world where 100 SAT points made or break getting into a prestigious college.

A little girl named Magda walked up to Timothy one day while he was playing with bugs. “What are you doing?” she asked.

“Nothing.”

“What is that crawling on your hand?”

“It’s a caterpillar.”

“Will it bite you?” Magda asked. She stood several feet away from Timothy as if scared the caterpillar would jump on her.

“No. It tickles when it walks on you. Do you want to touch it?”

“No, it’s gross!”

“It’s not gross. And it won’t hurt you.”

“Okay but if it bites me I’m going to scream.” Magda sat beside Timothy and he let the caterpillar crawl over his hand and onto hers. She giggled upon feeling the little legs gripping her skin.

“Cool!” Magda said.

“I like the caterpillars. There are beetles here, too. They have red shells with black dots on them. Sometimes they are stuck together and you can pull them apart and they keep going.”

The caterpillar fell off of Magda’s hand. “What is your name?” she asked.

“Timothy.”

“I’m Magda.”

“Okay. Do you want to see some ants?”

“Ew!” But Magda relented and poked a stick in the ant mound like Timothy showed her. It made sense that Magda and Timothy got along since they were both new in school. She tried hard to make friends with the other girls but didn’t quite fit in. As the daughter of Polish immigrants who barely spoke English, her accent was slightly different from everyone else’s. She was seen as an outsider, something her twice weekly ESL class reminded her of.

Timothy didn’t think of her as a friend as much as someone he could show bugs to. He was so used to being alone and wrapped up in his own world that he never felt the need to meet other kids. In fact, Magda was his first friend.

The bullying started after the school’s 6th Annual Multicultural Happiness Day. In the back of class sat most of the parents, including Randy and Michael. They beamed with pride as their son performed in a Thanksgiving Day skit where Native Americans and Pilgrims feasted together in peace, patiently teaching each other about their respective cultures. The day was a success, like it was every year.

The next day at recess, a group of five kids came to where Magda and Timothy were playing.

“Hey gay boy,” a girl named Allison said. Timothy looked, not because he knew what gay meant, but because she couldn’t have been talking to Magda.

“Hey gay boy, I’m talking to you. You’re gay!”

“What’s gay?” Timothy asked.

“Your parents are gay. So you will be gay.”

“I don’t understand.”

“You have two fathers. That’s not normal!” Timothy just shrugged. It was better having two fathers than one who beats him. Besides, Randy and Michael were good to him. He didn’t especially care for the ritalin he was talking, because it always made him thirsty, but he was learning a lot in school and his math was good. He even got his first A on a quiz.

Allison’s friends added more insults. They called him all sorts of cruel names, as kids are apt to do.

“Leave him alone,” Magda said.

“You are his gay… girlfriend!” Then Allison pushed Magda, causing her to topple over. Timothy looked at Magda and saw that she was upset. Timothy shook the bugs off his hands and stood up besides Allison. He made a fist with his right hand, closed his eyes, and swung wildly. He heard the scream more than he felt the impact he made with her left ear, which instantly turned scarlet. Allison cupped her ear and ran away crying. Five minutes later, a teacher came and asked Timothy if he hit Allison. “Yes,” he said.

A note went home with him that afternoon. Randy and Michael were disturbed that Timothy was acting out on violent tendencies. “Is he emulating his father?” Michael wondered.

“We can’t let him think that hitting people will solve problems in life,” Randy declared.

“Timothy, come here, dear,” Michael said. Timothy came from his room with his head down.

“Is it true you hit a girl today?”

“Yes, but she was mean.”

“Timothy, you can never hit a girl. You are a big strong boy, much stronger than any girl, and you could really hurt them because boys are stronger than girls. Do you understand?”

“But she started it!”

Randy decided to be more stern. “Timothy, you must never lay your hand on a girl again. This is not acceptable, do you understand?” He pointed his finger in Timothy’s face. “If you do it again we will have to punish you.” Would they take away his cyborg bear? He sleeps with it every night, because it makes him feel safe and strong. His lower lip started to quiver and Randy was pleased that his message was getting through.

“Repeat after me,” Randy said, “I will never hit a girl again.”

“I will never hit a girl again,” Timothy parroted.

“Now say it again.”

“I promise never to hit a girl again.”

“Good, very good. You can go to your room now and think about the wrong you did today.”

Timothy was confused at why he was punished, since Allison attacked first, but if all he had to do to get the approval of his caring parents was not hit a girl, he believed he could do it. He just hoped that Allison wouldn’t bother him anymore so he could play with his bugs.

Randy and Michael threw a vegan dinner party one Saturday evening for six of their friends. Each guest brought a prepared dish and bottle of wine. Much drink and merriment was had by all while Randy and Michael joyfully paraded their new son. He was doted on and given small presents and lavished with praise about how handsome he was. Timothy thought the guests talked strangely, but they were nice people who smiled a lot and did him no harm.

After a couple hours, once the wine experienced the height of its effect, one of the guests looked at Timothy and yelled, “Makeover!” He escorted Timothy into the bedroom and picked out an outfit that Michael owned, a purple blouse and conservative black dress. A basic makeup kit was also found. Ten minutes later Timothy walked out of the room to shrieks of delight. “He looks like a little woman!” one guest said.

“He’s so adorable!” another added.

“I don’t know if I approve of this,” Randy said, smiling broadly as he took another sip of wine, remembering the last time that Michael wore that outfit during an exciting sexual role play.

Michael was most proud of his son’s appearance, piling on compliments about how great he looked. Timothy felt so valued to be approved by so many adults that once the clothing was removed and the makeup washed from his face, he didn’t even need to hug his cyborg teddy in order to fall asleep.

One day after school, Magda tried to grab Timothy’s hand. He snatched it away and ran to his school bus, hiding in the back. This reaction is to be expected from a boy who never received physical affection, not even from his new parents, who were not yet comfortable touching him in a way that would suggest he was their own. Thankfully, the hand-holding incident was forgotten in a day, and Magda and Timothy were playing once again during recess in their little corner of the park.

A couple weeks later, on the bus ride to school, someone told Timothy, “Allison is going to get you today.” Timothy didn’t think much of the threat, but halfway through recess Allison and a squad of four of her friends surrounded him. “I don’t like you,” Allison yelled, and pushed Timothy with all her might. His instinct was to push back, but he remembered what Randy and Michael made him promise, so he did nothing. This further encouraged Allison and she levied a punch to his stomach. He crouched over in pain. She picked up a long stick from the ground.

“Stop it!” Magda yelled. “Stop hurting him!”

“Hold him!” Allison screamed, as if possessed by a demon. Her goons held Timothy down and Allison started lashing the stick upon Timothy’s head and face, quickly breaking blood on his forehead and lower lip. Timothy’s body went limp. He felt the pain on his body but floated out of it like he has done so many times before. He could only hear Magda’s voice, begging for them to stop, and when he looked at her he saw tears streaming down her face. This is when he began to cry, not from his pain, but from Magda’s, because she was his only friend and wanted to hold his hand when no one else would.

“We should sue the fucking school!” Randy told Michael. They patched up the cuts on Timothy’s body and gave him a big bowl of chocolate ice cream to help cheer his spirit and soothe the wound on his lip.

“They suspended Allison for two weeks,” Michael said. “This punishment is unheard of in elementary school. I think they are doing all they can.”

“He has just been through so much. If he’s not getting hurt at the hands of his father, it’s now at the hands of some bully.”

“But at least he didn’t initiate the violence. The note from the school says it absolutely was not his fault.”

Timothy walked up to them and said, “I didn’t hit her. She was hitting me with the stick but I didn’t hit her back, because she’s a girl.”

Michael said, “That’s great, Timothy, because she got in trouble and can’t go to school for two weeks, but you can go tomorrow and continue learning and playing. When someone uses violence they are punished. Those who are nice and kind are rewarded when they do what’s right, like you will be.”

Randy meekly interjected, “But if the girl grabs a stick, maybe Timothy should defend himself.”

“And so you want him to have a sword fight with a little girl? If he has that mentality once he gets older, he could end up killing someone. It’s best to just let the authorities deal with it. His wounds will heal in a couple days while Allison will have this on her permanent school record. If she does it again, she will be expelled.” Michael looked at Timothy and said, “You did the right thing today. I’m so sorry that she hurt you, but everything will be okay.”

Allison stopped bullying him, but other bullies took her place. There was no more physical violence, but the verbal taunts were endless, and Timothy never fought back, only ensuring they would continue. His schoolwork suffered and his grades slipped, in spite of an increase in dosage to his medication. Randy and Michael were getting frustrated at his declining performance and thought a tougher stance would be in order. How will he get into Stanford if he’s already behind on his multiplication tables?

When Timothy brought home a report card with three D’s, his fathers had a stern talk with him about the importance of education and how unacceptable his grades were. There were mentions about enrolling him in a special school, hiring tutors, or limiting his play time in favor of more study. The phrase “you’re falling behind” was often used and now Timothy began to get worried that their anger at him would only get worse. Randy and Michael always told Timothy that they loved him, but how about if they stopped loving him because of his bad grades? What would happen to him?

While his fathers talked about what to do, Timothy slipped into their room. A few minutes later, he emerged wearing the exact same outfit of Michael’s that the dinner party guest had dressed him in. He tried to put on makeup but was not especially skilled. His attempt at eye shadow went as far back as his temple and he managed to get blush in his hair. When Michael first saw Timothy, he hugged him for being so adorable. He instructed Timothy not to move and then went to grab his camera to take pictures. Randy let out a couple laughs and for at least that day, they completely forgot about his bad grades. There was no more talk about reducing his play time. For the first time in his life, Timothy felt like he finally knew how to get love from adults. While Magda’s friendship was real and her accent sweet, it was parental love that he needed most.

At the next dinner party, Michael went on to tell his friends how Timothy was just like them, something that Randy didn’t argue with. Soon the gifts arriving from guests weren’t toys, but clothes in pretty pastel and pink colors.

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74 Comments

  1. Wreckingball July 24, 2013 at 9:35 am

    Depressing reality.

  2. Tampa July 24, 2013 at 9:50 am

    The article is too long. I lose focus and can’t read it all. Maybe I need some ridlin for ADD.

  3. Blick Mang July 24, 2013 at 9:52 am

    Another great post.

  4. Ollie July 24, 2013 at 10:07 am

    FFFFFuuuck.

    The story is made up, but the context is real.
    This really is a life and death struggle.
    We either win or it’s oblivion.

  5. BlackJack July 24, 2013 at 10:23 am

    Like reading Kafka.

  6. unbowed July 24, 2013 at 10:34 am

    “This is when he began to cry, not from his pain, but from Magda’s, because she was his only friend and wanted to hold his hand when no one else would.”

    Vision got watery after that. Powerful writing.

  7. OlioOx July 24, 2013 at 10:49 am

    This is very funny, Roosh. Why don’t you send a script to the South Park guys?

  8. Walt July 24, 2013 at 10:57 am

    Lost interest after the rainbow thingy.

    Wanted to read more but….

  9. Anonymous July 24, 2013 at 10:58 am

    This is why patriarchy is necessary. The United States is a system where eunuchs, not men, are created.
    If I ever have children(not part of the plan), I will move to another country and raise them there. I would rather raise men and women than eunuchs and sluts.
    Its depressing how a ‘superpower’ is killing itself in the long run just to get rid of perceived problems.
    Its even more depressing how I only know the truth from independent bloggers since my family, friends, the Government and the mainstream media have different perceptions of it.
    Oh well, if you can’t prevent the decline, you may as well enjoy it.

  10. Chayne July 24, 2013 at 11:00 am

    This is quite a stretch Roosh.

    I’m as conservative as they come and I have seen some gay fathers giving more red pill advice and teaching masculine actions than most beta dads or non-existant ones.

    I agree, some are fruity; but some can control their bedroom shinanigans to offer an unfortunate child (like the one in this story) a decent chance at life. It may not be a completely “normal” life; but life nontheless.

  11. Fred Flange July 24, 2013 at 11:03 am

    Godd article, but I hsve seen parental behavior and school ball-dropping like this on many occasions, spread over several families, not just gay couples, and straight parents are very bit as likely to buy into all this stuff like the ADHD drug thing and telling boys to “always act like a girl so you don’t get in trouble.” Plus being so scared of injuries they ban all ball games (not just dodge ball) and remove playgrounds. Then they enforce half-assed bullying policies that ignore all the mean-kid verbal/text bullying that precedes the hitting, then punish the victims for lashing out. I’ve seen it all and it makes me sick for the kids’ sake.

    You know you don’t “catch” being gay from having gay parents (one famous case: Dan Savage has three straight siblings and his own adopted son is straight). The parents’ ambivalent behavior is damaging, all right, but it won’t determine becoming gay or straight – just being bad at any relationships, period. But you are right that if the child is not living in a gay-friendly environment (i.e, most places) then the “fag” heckling will continue, which no one will be able to control or assuage, no matter how many rainbow assemblies they make kids attend.

  12. Igniss July 24, 2013 at 11:06 am

    What’s fascinating in this story is that Timothy would have turned out great with two gay parents if only they didn’t push him into ridiculous PC ideas about gender as social construct and never hitting a girl – something that parents of any gender and sexual orientation would teach nowadays, I hasten to add.

    For most of the story, whether he has mom and dad or two dads seems perfectly irrelevant to his well-being and development as a boy. It’s the PC culture and discovery that he gains the most approval when he plays at being a girl that destroys him.

  13. BDM July 24, 2013 at 11:15 am

    Wow.

    Roosh, you have a couple great novels in you. That was perfect. Thanks for exploring growing up male in America the way you did.

  14. N July 24, 2013 at 11:22 am

    If others doesnt atleast Roosh should know that a children need both a man figure and a women figure,two man cant raise a normal kid,its simple as that.Every single animal need it and humans do too.Btw good post!

  15. geo July 24, 2013 at 11:27 am

    Good parable…a wider audience should see it. This story gets played out with single moms as well. I’ve heard more than a few say they hoped their sons turned out gay.

  16. Anonymous July 24, 2013 at 11:43 am

    Good.–

  17. garth July 24, 2013 at 12:01 pm

    @ Shayne

    Fags have no place raising children no matter how masculine they may be.

  18. RobP July 24, 2013 at 12:02 pm

    A devastating mis-en-scene of the decadence that has overwhelmed the West.

  19. garth July 24, 2013 at 12:05 pm

    Roosh this is something that reads out of a science fiction novel – the real horror is that
    it’s reality today in some places. It’s a nightmare walk in socialism.

  20. Aurini July 24, 2013 at 12:44 pm

    This was heartbreaking. Almost from the get go I could tell where this was headed, and, sick to my stomach, I want wanted to stop reading, but I couldn’t stop.

  21. John McNeill July 24, 2013 at 1:25 pm

    Powerful stuff, Roosh. Keep up the progressive dystopian short stories.

  22. Lehtair July 24, 2013 at 2:00 pm

    “You are his gay… girlfriend!” Then Allison pushed Magda, causing her to topple over. Timothy looked at Magda and saw that she was upset. Timothy shook the bugs off his hands and stood up besides Allison. He made a fist with his right hand, closed his eyes, and swung wildly. He heard the scream more than he felt the impact he made with her left ear, which instantly turned scarlet. Allison cupped her ear and ran away crying.

    this made me laugh

  23. Anonymous July 24, 2013 at 3:03 pm

    Great parable about what’s eventually going to happen to any society, courtesy of American influence.
    Timothy is the citizenry, abusive dad is past poverty, Magda is the women, Randy is the conservative part of the state, Michael is the PC part of the State. The emasculation of men is the endgame.
    Maybe this wasn’t intended, but the story’s brilliant nonetheless.
    If I wasn’t already hardened to this BS (I’ve been through some real BS thanks to white knights and no respect for false authority), I would have cried. Unfortunately, I see this BS every single day.
    Roosh – Any thoughts?

  24. Anonymous July 24, 2013 at 4:11 pm

    similar story with my lil bros classmate.his dad died raised by lesbian mothers and got bullied hard at school and now is thinking about getting a sex change.if anyone would commit suicide it be this kid.
    guess being gay can be socialized too

  25. vnice July 24, 2013 at 4:18 pm

    We see the beginnings of a novelist in the making. Be prepared for a ton of idiots on your blogs to not have the patience for it, with a ton of tl;dr bullshit, as these comments attest. On the other hand, novelists make real money, and these tl;dr fools will never break 30k income.

  26. Evan Cary July 24, 2013 at 4:21 pm

    Awesome story! Really enjoyed it. Yeah, stop fucking random bitches and work on some real art my friend. You’ve been heading towards it for years anyway. Who gives a fuck about the 139th pussy you stick your dick into now? You got nothing left to prove. This writing is awesome… force makes short term changes, ideas make long term changes in human society.

  27. ThePrinceOfDixie July 24, 2013 at 4:22 pm

    Dear Uncle,

    I just had one of those OH FUCK HE’S RIGHT ABOUT THIS SHIT moments again.

    Sincerely,
    Prince

  28. Josh July 24, 2013 at 4:29 pm

    I hope you are working on some sort of novel, Roosh. This story had tremendous metaphor and was smoothly written. I’m sure you’ve heard of the 10,000 hour rule, and with all of the writing you’ve done here and on DCB, you’ve got to be getting close to 10,000, and that is shown in this post.

  29. TheShido July 24, 2013 at 4:43 pm

    Man, this shit is depressing. I knew exactly where this was going. But I’ll be damned if I let this happen to anyone I know.

  30. MrLemon July 24, 2013 at 4:43 pm

    I have a son that age in school. I see this kind of thing all the time. Please keep writing.

  31. Carlos De Wise July 24, 2013 at 5:20 pm

    This story is a metaphor for the way our Western society turns boys into castrated euginas: the nominally masculine mangina dad, the shit-testing feminazi dad, the societal and institutional emasculation, the degrading dress-fem shit test, the conformity enforcement, the misandry court system that excuses rotten female behavior, … it’s all in this story.

    Very well done.

  32. Anonymous July 24, 2013 at 5:32 pm

    Funny yet depressing. Well written.

  33. We're Doomed July 24, 2013 at 7:24 pm

    Reading this I immediately was reminded of the Slate article with the Gender Camp photo essay that Roosh recently linked to. The real problem with this stuff is the type of disenfranchised 15-yr-old monster that can result — we live in a time where a fucked up teen can download the blueprints to making a functioning gun with a 3D printer – you think Columbine and Sandy Hook were bad, we’ve only tipped this iceberg.

  34. monster221 July 24, 2013 at 7:35 pm

    that shit is fucked up.

    sure its a little exaggerated but it is a story as well as a sort of metaphorical example of how kids are conditioned. the exaggeration serves to get the point across.

    the reward aspect of his responses show that while you dont have to nerf the world you do need to put some thought into how you act with children. it is obvious in the story that most people are too busy reinforcing their own ideologies to themselves while “teaching” the boy and dont really see that they arent conditioning him to be what he really wants and needs to be. when they talk to the boy they are really speaking out loud to themselves. also you NEVER put a dress on a boy. if he wants, when he is older, he can do that himself.

    i like how it shows that gay parents arent necessarily bad parents, but that a childs conditioning will be biased towards gayness if they are not thoughtful in their decisions.

    i dig the humorous musings sprinkled in.

  35. Thin-Skinned Masta-Beta July 24, 2013 at 8:16 pm

    I’m more jealous about Mr. V’s skills for writing than his seduction of sluts.

    How about a kickstarter for writers’ bootcamp?

  36. Phil July 24, 2013 at 8:16 pm

    Heartbreaking story.

    Innocent little boy being raised by two homosexual males. What could go wrong?

  37. freewheeler July 24, 2013 at 8:29 pm

    Roosh, killer write up man. I gotta say I wanted to stop reading when Timothy got beat up with the stick just knowing how riled up I’d start getting thinking about how f’ed things are and how girls get much more slack and forgiveness in school (especially when they let the crocodile tears flow). But I had to go on. The detail in the story was especially enjoyable, you really got me with the vegan dinner party bit. Cheers.

  38. Quintus Curtius July 24, 2013 at 8:51 pm

    A depressingly true snapshot of the ongoing neutering of the Western male. Well written social criticism. (I also liked the little jabs about the unsafe jungle gym, and the dodge ball game being harmful).
    The only thing that’s going to save the West is a total spiritual revolution that might sweep away this rot.

  39. Therruthhurts July 24, 2013 at 10:09 pm

    Wow, this is a lot to fathom. Great writing. I believe it’s hard for most people to understand what is going on. It’s confusing. It’s irrational. I believe it comes from the self-flaggellation of the leftists. They hate themselves for being human so they either turn to nihilism or lash out at the easy targets, their cousins, poor whites. Anarchy or totalitarianism eventually ensues as society breaks down.

  40. Peter July 24, 2013 at 11:03 pm

    TL;DR.

    great bigotry

  41. KL July 24, 2013 at 11:30 pm

    Sorry, this is not Roosh’s good work. Some of it may be legitimately motivated by frustration with his younger brother’s school discipline policies. But then he throws in a bunch of unrelated issues: gay adoption, cross-dressing, transgender, ADD medication, feminism. It is contrived and inauthentic because Roosh has not lived those issues.

  42. Anonymous July 25, 2013 at 12:10 am

    Awesome post. Very enjoyable to read!

  43. Anonymous July 25, 2013 at 1:44 am

    “… unrelated issues: gay adoption, cross-dressing, transgender, ADD medication, feminism.”

    Uh-huh, unrelated cultural marxism. Sure. Sell me a bridge, I’ll buy.

  44. MacDamon July 25, 2013 at 5:45 am

    I was that kid, alone and afraid…bullies did indeed sense that weakness and sink in their teeth…if I had been taught to slap the shit out of them, middle-school would’ve been almost tolerable. How much of this story is fiction?…if it all is then you are becoming a great writer.
    Be careful, soon you might begin to not just look like the Messiah.

  45. jurko July 25, 2013 at 12:09 pm

    fuck everything

  46. Anonymous July 25, 2013 at 12:48 pm

    So I guess RooshV is finally starting to realize that his gravy train is coming to an end as people learn that he isn’t anything more a child yelling the most hurtful things that he can in hopes of a reaction.

    Having been raised by two dads and having had a normal life I’m pretty disappointed you’re this much of a bigot, but then again how intelligent can you really be if you base your life upon writing “guides” on how to have sex with trashy foreign women. You’ve lost my readership, have a nice day Mr.Valdez I hope you find what you’re looking for.

  47. MJP July 25, 2013 at 3:00 pm

    This is so sad but true. What type of society is coming next? One full of queers and weirdos?

    Nice article Roosh and fuck what others say about you being a bigot. It’s not bigotry when it’s the simple truth!

    1. SgtPOG July 27, 2015 at 11:48 pm

      What’s coming? Everything must be fucked, circa Genesis 19: You see a virgin? Fuck it in the butt. You see a dog? Fuck it in the butt. You see an angel? Fuck it in the butt.
      But perhaps with technology it will all occur online in dorms built to warehouse virtual porn addicts that never see daylight and wither away and die at the average age of 23. You’ll only see those who reject the porn dorm and chose to live among the living.
      Leave the dead to bury the dead.

  48. Anonymous July 25, 2013 at 3:01 pm

    “…I’m pretty disappointed you’re this much of a bigot”

    “…on how to have sex with trashy foreign women.”
    Owned yourself

    Sad your too dumb to even understand it.

  49. KL July 25, 2013 at 3:12 pm

    Sexual orientation is deeply (and biologically) rooted. Yes, there are politically correct cultural Marxist feminazi’s who attack straight men. But dating hot women is not political! If we want our straight sexuality to be respected, then we should be tolerant of gays, cross-dressers, intersex, and all. We should even support them because it reduces the competition!

    Alternative sexuality has little to do with adoption, school discipline policy, or overmedication of kids.

  50. Ronin July 25, 2013 at 3:48 pm

    This story is deeply disturbing

  51. Anonymous July 25, 2013 at 4:16 pm

    “If we want our straight sexuality to be respected, then we should be tolerant of gays, cross-dressers, intersex, and all.”

    Without heterosexuals, no humans. Without homosexuals, no big deal. We do not need homo permission to be normal human beings. So you can take your intersex tolerance and stick it up your tolerant ass (and swivel it until you nut).

  52. Anonymous July 25, 2013 at 4:43 pm

    Too bad you don’t know the difference between you’re and you are dumbfuck

  53. Anonymous July 25, 2013 at 6:55 pm

    “sexuality” is made up leftist gobelty-gook. There is sex. Sexual intercourse. We have sex. Just because one chooses to do it wrong doesn’t make it a valid separate thing. I could also choose to breath sand, that doesn’t make sand breathing my “breathality”.

    1. SgtPOG July 27, 2015 at 11:51 pm

      Your words are bulldozerous to the PC narrative and I consider them microdigressions

  54. Travis July 25, 2013 at 7:11 pm

    I like the writing. Roosh could obviously become a good short-story writer.

    However, the old maxim “know your world” seems to be ignored in this story. The gay couple simply isn’t believable. Transgenderism appears to be thrown into the mix as if it is something that just goes along with being gay. But it isn’t. A gay couple in which one man is becoming a woman is actually pretty unusual. Gay dudes like dudes. Changing one’s gender is not a “gay” thing like musicals or fashion.

    Worse, the story seems to be using this invented gay/transgender/cross-dressing element as some kind of cultural critique. There are lots of stories of young boys being dressed as girls in real life — and they are usually the children of straight parents or single moms, not gay parents. Homosexuality and cross-dressing have very little to do with each other. (The vast majority of cross-dressing men are straight.)

    Roosh, if you do a rewrite of this story, I’d recommend taking out the “Eyes Wide Shut” notion of a secret cabal of perverts getting together and victimizing a kid with their perversions. This element will only be believable to readers unfamiliar with gay culture and biased against it. Do you really want to be Larry the Cable Guy?

  55. Michael July 25, 2013 at 11:48 pm

    Oh, COME ON ALREADY.

    So, immutable nature will win out no matter what social pressure is placed on individuals, right? THAT’S YOUR WHOLE POINT, it seems to me.

    Yet, a straight kid having two gay dad’s is going to be socialized into being a crossdresser.

    Because, as we know, all gays are crossdressers.

    This undercuts your entire perspective, sir.

  56. nguyenimproved July 26, 2013 at 2:50 am

    Not bad but allegory needs to be a little bit more subtle i think to have a stronger effect. totally agree with the sentiment though.
    All kinds of deviancy (and I’m talking from a biological perspective) is legitimised these days on the grounds of “equality”.
    I remember in university there were rainbows plastered everywhere and propaganda stickers informing us “10% of the Population is Homosexual”.

  57. btman July 26, 2013 at 8:25 am

    Disappointed in you Roosh…such a generic, stereotypical story.

  58. Gojira July 26, 2013 at 10:58 am

    great writing, you are evolving fast rooshi-o

  59. bigloser July 26, 2013 at 7:11 pm

    yeah really touching, think I need to buy a hooker after this text, need to step to the next level in my game. Thanks Roosh!

  60. WG July 27, 2013 at 12:32 am

    Well done. Ray Bradbury-ish, in a way.

  61. Joe August 3, 2013 at 11:31 pm

    This is really a clever piece.

    Society is breaking down.

    I never was gay cut I too had a little witch who tormented me in elementary school and unlike the boys I couldn’t beat the shit out of her. But I have to admit when I deal with a catty menacing unrelenting bitch at times it does cross my mind to let her have a Lennox Lewis samer. Needless to say, I will get violent if someone touches me offensively gender rules don’t apply.

    I agree with another poster these socialist global police state slave driving Orwell corporate-government comes cannot stand people who have a spine and some principles.

    I just want to barf at all this bullshitnout here.

    Is it just me or do most of the early 20s. Rowe look like high schoolers from the 1990s- lack of musculature and an I describe naive immature child like aura about many of them.

    The truth is the man dumbs down every new group into weaker and weaker specimens and gets them all dependent in technology in order to break us all down to enslave us. Like George Carlin said- it’s all bull shit and its bad for you .

  62. carl August 4, 2013 at 7:20 am

    “While his fathers talked about what to do, Timothy slipped into their room. A few minutes later, he emerged wearing the exact same outfit of Michael’s that the dinner party guest had dressed him in. He tried to put on makeup but was not especially skilled. His attempt at eye shadow went as far back as his temple and he managed to get blush in his hair. When Michael first saw Timothy, he hugged him for being so adorable. He instructed Timothy not to move and then went to grab his camera to take pictures. Randy let out a couple laughs and for at least that day, they completely forgot about his bad grades. There was no more talk about reducing his play time. For the first time in his life, Timothy felt like he finally knew how to get love from adults. While Magda’s friendship was real and her accent sweet, it was parental love that he needed most”

    THIS.

    Most scary because this is how fag indoctrination starts. To what extent young presumably gay men actually gay or are they simply raised to be this way because this is how they feel a part of modern society?

  63. Harrison August 5, 2013 at 11:09 am

    I call ignorant BS

    one of my closest friends is a lesbian raising 2 kids with her partner

    She is one of the biggest pro traditional gender roles mothers i know. She teaches the little girl to act hyper feminine, the little boy is 5 and already being pushed into MMA.

    It’s the libtard feminists that are the enemies here, not homosexuals

  64. Anonymous August 7, 2013 at 5:49 am

    “She teaches the little girl to act hyper feminine, the little boy is 5 and already being pushed into MMA. ”

    Sounds like the dumb bitch be compensatin’.

  65. ANONYMOUS August 9, 2013 at 10:47 am

    I had a friend in high school with gay fathers, he was a smart nice kid, but he was very awkward around girls, he had no idea how to talk to them, he had no sisters or girl cousins. Even when he was an adult 19+ he still talked like a nervous 8th grade boy. His dads were very wealthy he had a huge house but they made a mistake of sending him to a school in the city where he got bullied for it. Haven’t heard from him but heard he joined the military or something. You could say it’s not related but his older brother is the exact same way.

  66. Daniel Ramos August 14, 2014 at 9:52 am

    This is yet another reason why homosexuals should NOT be allowed to adopt children. I have heard stories like this and even worse, precisely because the US government is allowing the mentally disordered to adopt children and instill in them a component of their mania, which is in essence how they come to reproduce…not by actual biological reproduction, but by psychological trauma.
    In layman’s terms, homosexuals reproduce by instilling seeds of insanity within their adopted trophy children, whether it’s by deliberate intent or simply a byproduct of their own insanity.
    You hear stories about homosexuals having their trophy kids undergo sex changes, as if such a thing was as natural as a changing of clothes. This nonsense needs to be stopped. Children should be off limits to the homosexual agenda.

  67. Not_A_Troll October 16, 2014 at 6:16 pm

    WTF is this stupid bullshit? Roosh, when you write shit like this it makes me wonder, man. Were you beaten up by a girl as a kid? Do you really think masculine approval as a boy makes that much difference? I seriously doubt gay guys are part of the feminizing/collectivizing influence in American schools. Stick to criticizing feminism and writing about game. Nobody wants to “turn” anyone else gay, guys who have the urge to suck cock have something else to blame besides culture

  68. red knight February 20, 2015 at 2:12 pm

    Rooshv you are a gem

  69. ryu238 August 11, 2016 at 8:53 pm

    “andy and Michael threw a vegan dinner party one Saturday evening for six of their friends. Each guest brought a prepared dish and bottle of wine. Much drink and merriment was had by all while Randy and Michael joyfully paraded their new son. He was doted on and given small presents and lavished with praise about how handsome he was. Timothy thought the guests talked strangely, but they were nice people who smiled a lot and did him no harm.

    After a couple hours, once the wine experienced the height of its effect, one of the guests looked at Timothy and yelled, “Makeover!” He escorted Timothy into the bedroom and picked out an outfit that Michael owned, a purple blouse and conservative black dress. A basic makeup kit was also found. Ten minutes later Timothy walked out of the room to shrieks of delight. “He looks like a little woman!” one guest said.” That never happens at all.