but somehow, we're the ones who hate men?
This is why I can't have nice things have Anger Issues don't stray outside of my f-list.
I blame myself, really. I should've known better to click on a link that read "The Search for Spike's Balls." I did have a moment where I realized just how terrible a mistake reading it would be, and then I thought the following thought:
NOBODY COULD POSSIBLY WRITE SOMETHING SO HATEFUL AND RIDICULOUS. NO ONE COULD POSSIBLY MISS THE POINT SO BLATANTLY.
Because apparently I am a hopeless optimist.
Don't tell anyone. I got a rep to protect.
Lorde, strike me dead if I'm lying: it is every single trope equating maleness (not "masculinity" as such; one wonders why this is such a difficult concept for someone who makes a living with words) with rampaging violence against women, and strength not only being a zero-sum battle of the sexes, but something women can only get from sucking it out of men by BONING THEM.
Because, that's fresh. Way to be edgy. And by "edgy," I mean "conformist with every anti-woman, anti-sex value of mainstream society." Real badass. Bet that comes with its own duster.
I suppose I should be grateful she passed on the inevitable blow job joke.
Faith being a badass? Is about, and I am not making this up, testosterone. The Slayer empowerment spell? About BALLS.
EVIDENCE OF SPIKE'S HUGE SWINGING STAKE: Lovers Walk. Because! LOVE'S BITCH. Hey, as long as he was still murdering people! HOT.
I mean:
Before he allowed Buffy to drain him, he was the Dirty Harry of the vampire world. Even with his wings clipped by the Initiative, he was still his nasty barbarous self, pitting Scooby against Scooby and letting fly stinging comebacks and one-liners.
Until the day he discovers his Slayer obsession. He loves Buffy. From there it is a slippery slope that leads him down to the sad shape he’s in now.
Is there any way to read that which isn't saying "the only way to be a man is to be a soulless evil monster who loves no-one"? Any way at all?
ADMIRE MY RESTRAINT: I am completely bypassing the ad hominum argument about someone who classifies S1 Boreanez as "debonair." Neither am I analyzing the massive Freudian issues of someone who writes ssays about balls to publicize her own entire series about a "Brotherhood of the Sword." HAHAHAHA. No, I am not making this up, but do yourself a favor, don't check.
Which, if this were just a SOMEONE IS WRONG ON THE INTERNET situation, I wouldn't care. But this is a published book! Someone wrote this and put her name on it, then (because apparently even the "satirical" pages in college newspapers have standards now; what is the world coming to these days) sent it to an editor who chose it out of whatever stack of essays there was, and put it in a book, which was read and then published by this company, who got one of the writers of BtVS to give it his implicit stamp of approval by personally writing an introduction, DREW GODDARD, I AM DISAPPOINT. All of this happened in the hopes that people who like Buffy - THAT IS, YOU AND I, MY FRIENDS - would fucking buy this, especially if they put it online in full as an advertisement.
HAHA! NO! WORST!
Fortunately there are some folks who have actually watched the show shutting shit down like it has never been shut before (oh hey there enisy , HIGH FIVES ALL AROUND, F-LIST), including the pithy one-liner "Oh, hi, Warren Mears! Good to see that you’re still alive and active online!"
OH WHAT UP, A BUFFY BOOK BY PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT THE WORST. HEYOOOOOOOOOO.
I blame myself, really. I should've known better to click on a link that read "The Search for Spike's Balls." I did have a moment where I realized just how terrible a mistake reading it would be, and then I thought the following thought:
NOBODY COULD POSSIBLY WRITE SOMETHING SO HATEFUL AND RIDICULOUS. NO ONE COULD POSSIBLY MISS THE POINT SO BLATANTLY.
Because apparently I am a hopeless optimist.
Don't tell anyone. I got a rep to protect.
Lorde, strike me dead if I'm lying: it is every single trope equating maleness (not "masculinity" as such; one wonders why this is such a difficult concept for someone who makes a living with words) with rampaging violence against women, and strength not only being a zero-sum battle of the sexes, but something women can only get from sucking it out of men by BONING THEM.
Because, that's fresh. Way to be edgy. And by "edgy," I mean "conformist with every anti-woman, anti-sex value of mainstream society." Real badass. Bet that comes with its own duster.
I suppose I should be grateful she passed on the inevitable blow job joke.
Faith being a badass? Is about, and I am not making this up, testosterone. The Slayer empowerment spell? About BALLS.
EVIDENCE OF SPIKE'S HUGE SWINGING STAKE: Lovers Walk. Because! LOVE'S BITCH. Hey, as long as he was still murdering people! HOT.
I mean:
Before he allowed Buffy to drain him, he was the Dirty Harry of the vampire world. Even with his wings clipped by the Initiative, he was still his nasty barbarous self, pitting Scooby against Scooby and letting fly stinging comebacks and one-liners.
Until the day he discovers his Slayer obsession. He loves Buffy. From there it is a slippery slope that leads him down to the sad shape he’s in now.
Is there any way to read that which isn't saying "the only way to be a man is to be a soulless evil monster who loves no-one"? Any way at all?
ADMIRE MY RESTRAINT: I am completely bypassing the ad hominum argument about someone who classifies S1 Boreanez as "debonair." Neither am I analyzing the massive Freudian issues of someone who writes ssays about balls to publicize her own entire series about a "Brotherhood of the Sword." HAHAHAHA. No, I am not making this up, but do yourself a favor, don't check.
Which, if this were just a SOMEONE IS WRONG ON THE INTERNET situation, I wouldn't care. But this is a published book! Someone wrote this and put her name on it, then (because apparently even the "satirical" pages in college newspapers have standards now; what is the world coming to these days) sent it to an editor who chose it out of whatever stack of essays there was, and put it in a book, which was read and then published by this company, who got one of the writers of BtVS to give it his implicit stamp of approval by personally writing an introduction, DREW GODDARD, I AM DISAPPOINT. All of this happened in the hopes that people who like Buffy - THAT IS, YOU AND I, MY FRIENDS - would fucking buy this, especially if they put it online in full as an advertisement.
HAHA! NO! WORST!
Fortunately there are some folks who have actually watched the show shutting shit down like it has never been shut before (oh hey there enisy , HIGH FIVES ALL AROUND, F-LIST), including the pithy one-liner "Oh, hi, Warren Mears! Good to see that you’re still alive and active online!"
OH WHAT UP, A BUFFY BOOK BY PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT THE WORST. HEYOOOOOOOOOO.