I hadn’t heard about this guy Stewart Green, a parliamentary assistant to a Tory MP, who jotted a few notes about feminists on Facebook a couple of weeks ago.
What’d he say? That he wished the Tories had more of them, and more women as well?
Not quite.
Green told his Facebook friends he was “sick to the back tooth” of “wretched women MPs who seem to be constantly going on about there not being enough women in frontline politics”.
He added: “This country has been a gradual decline southwards towards the dogs ever since we started cow-towing to the cretinous pseudo-equality demand of these whinging [sic] imbeciles.”
Breath of fresh air, isn’t it? After all this jumping when women say jump, and giving all the power and status and money away to them the minute they demanded it?
In another post last year, Green described an incident in which he offered a seat to a woman on a bus but was refused.
Referring to the woman as a “fat ginger b****,” he added: “I am absolutely sick and tired of this feminism nonsense. It really has gone too far.
“Quite a few of these women need a good slap round the face.”
Well quite – how dare fat ginger bitches ride on buses.
Maybe Stewart Green could start a new career as a “controversial” speaker at Skeptic events.
It’s always amusing when someone criticises someone else’s intellect while demonstrating their own ignorance. Perhaps one of the ‘whinging imbeciles’ could explain to him that the term is ‘kowtowing’, not ‘cow-towing’.
The problem is when fat ginger b*tches fail to appreciate his magnanimity in giving them bus seats. That’s even more annoying, if it were possible, than their refusing to give him the seats at Parliament.
Someone ought to kow him upside the tow.
Yep, I’ll just throw a rope around Ol’ Daisy’s neck and hitch her to the back of the pickup. Then you can see some real cow-towing.
Isn’t “whinging” a by-now-routine bit of British English?
Nope because it’s “whingeing.”
Some authorities allow the ‘e’ to be dropped in forming the -ing ending, so marking that infraction with [sic] while letting ‘cow-towing’ pass without notice is rather more questionable. (It really depends whether you like your English served up with silent vowels like our goodde friendde Comradde Physioproffe or not — some names are a nuisance to their owners for having spurious letters which invariably leads to mispronunciation.)
Hm, ok. I’d have thought without it it would risk confusion that it rhymes with “singing”…Let’s see, cringeing/cringing – hm – I have a feeling that’s one I pause over any time I have to type it.
Goddam spelling…
I’m thinking “cow-towing” may have been deliberate.
“Perhaps one of the ‘whinging imbeciles’ could explain to him that the term is ‘kowtowing’, not ‘cow-towing’.”
Perhaps it was a reference to how difficult it is to drag a fat ginger bitch out of a bus seat…
Do women need a good slap round the face? #UpForDebate!
Oh, and since “she was a fat ginger bitch” is a secular argument, I’m sure Mr. Friendly Atheist himself will be delighted to host a guest post.
The way I’m reading it, she wasn’t even in the bus seat. She was offered the seat and wasn’t interested. She committed the sin of being ungrateful for douchebro’s awesome chivalrousness.
Is it acceptable for a man to offer his seat to a woman in late pregnancy?
“Whingeing” is the correct spelling according to my dictionary although the spellchecker suggested “whinging” –sounds like ‘winging’. The vowel might be silent, however it changes the pronunciation of the ‘g’.
eg “sing”, “singe”, “bing”, “binge” “ting”, “tinge”.
Would you offer a seat to a man equivalently burdened? If you’re a decent person, probably yes. And you wouldn’t get bent out of shape and call him slurs if he refused.
Ibis3 already said it and better, but duh – yes, obviously anybody might offer their seat to anyone else who they think could use it more than they can. I offer my seat to anyone who’s heavily laden or who looks less steady on their feet than I’m feeling at the time (elderly men or women alike; anybody walking with a cane; anybody carrying a toddler …). And I don’t feel in the least put out if they decline!
I don’t really get the question, tbh, unless RJW is just being deliberately gormless?
Seems Mr Green has already been forced to resign. Add one more to the tally of imbeciles who think that FD & Twitter are private spaces.
Unless a woman is over sixty-five, disabled, heavily pregnant, or obviously struggling with a toddler or with cumbersome packages, she can be fairly sure that any man offering her a seat on public transportation intends to make a pass. (And if the man is over sixty-five himself, you can scratch that first exception.)
We get lectured and lectured and LECTURED about how it’s *our* responsibility to avoid sexual assault, by not trusting strangers. And then, when we act on that advice, we get some pompous jerk like Stewart Green blowing off about how wronged he was, that a perfectly unknown woman didn’t recognize he was that special snowflake she could trust!
Personally, I can’t help suspecting that he was, indeed, setting himself up to make a pass, and that’s why he’s so ticked off.
I’m with hoary puccoon. There’s simply no way refusing even a sincere offer of a seat with no further intention would elicit this sort of outrage. He had an opener, and it was shot down, and his rage-boner is demanding justice.
I often simply stand up and make my seat available without offering in order to avoid making the potential recipient feel uncomfortable – I move off down the carriage as though I’m going to disembark. Of course, whether they want to use the space I’ve vacated is entirely up to them.
I think many people have been made so uncomfortable by chivalrous creeps that they don’t like to take a seat which is offered, even when they may have more need of it.
“Will you not offer your seat for a pregnant woman? ”
“Oh ok. Hmm – you don’t look very pregnant?
“Well, it’s only been 15 minutes!”
That’s why the lady is (on) a tram.
But seriously, Mr Green hasn’t been around for long, has he? To pull such tow-lines, it’s immatural.
@20: Agreed, Bernard Bumner. As a young, healthy woman, I would often vacate a seat so that an older person could have it, but I wouldn’t even look at them – I’d just stand up and move away, looking out the windows.
Say, it just occurred to me – back in the 1980s, there were several occasions, all occurring in rural areas, where I was introduced to older women (in their 50s or older) who would introduce themselves as “Mrs. Fred Futz” or “Mrs. Gus Glorp.” That always astonished me, that their very identity was who their husband was.
Married myself, I always introduced myself with my legal name. I figured that, if anyone wanted to ask me who my husband was, they were free to.
Yet when a woman wishes to be identified for herself, that is often enough to trigger a “radical feminist” alert. One of the most difficult things about genealogy is that women disappear. They take their husband’s name and are then often untraceable. That’s why genealogies only focus on men – THEY get to keep their identities even after marrying! WTF!!
Those conservative, traditional older ladies, whose identity was simply their husband’s identity, are really not significantly distanced from slaves who were identified by their owner.
@ 13 Nathaniel Frein : “The way I’m reading it, she wasn’t even in the bus seat. She was offered the seat and wasn’t interested. She committed the sin of being ungrateful for douchebro’s awesome chivalrousness.”
I know – I was simply making a joke about the misspelling of “kow-towing” – he spelled it “cow-towing”, which can be pronounced “cow” like the bovine, and “towing” as in “a trailer behind your car.”
Since the Brits hilariously refer to fat and/or stupid women as “cows”, I was simply suggesting a scenario where he could have engaged in “cow-towing” O_O
Lame, I know.