That settles it: I’m totally becoming an MRA now. Miri says men who are feminists aren’t entitled to cookies.
I’ve been told I only support equality for women as a ploy to get laid by hordes of hairy-legged ladies, and I’ve never received that benefit…and now I find out I don’t even get cookies? Aww, what’s the point?
Nooooo PZ, not you too! I’ll bake you my infamous oatmeal chocolate chip cookies if you stay!
I have seen the evidence clearly laid out by Reap Paden.
I read the post this morning, and I’ve been trying to come up with a cogent response as I really liked it. I loved the cookie bit because it hit home. The whole idea comes down to entitlement.
When I was younger, and much dumber, I thought I was entitled to a woman’s attention, her space, and so on. I never thought of in those terms, but that was how I acted. And when I was “nice,” I felt that should entitle me to a cookie. When I stood up from women’s rights, I thought that should entitle me to a cookie.
Which is why I study physics now, for the desperate hope of finding a way to transmit a punch in the face to my younger self, who desperately needs it.
This is why I’ve not replied. My ideas need a lot of work.
No no no the goal shouldn’t be to get cookies…. it should be to get the cookie recipes! mwhahahahah!
Fret not, PZ. She said you might still get cookies. Cookies are not off the table. They’re just not guaranteed.
“Nooooo PZ, not you too! I’ll bake you my infamous oatmeal chocolate chip cookies if you stay!”
Wait, so now we do get cookies? Which is it?! Cookies or no cookies, Miri, you flip-flopper?!
Give a man a cookie, and he’ll snack for a moment. Give a man a cooke recipe, and he’ll snack for a life time. (Until that little accident with the oven burns his house down….)
You can have cookies if you don’t inquire too deeply into the ingredients.
“Give a man fire and he’s warm for a day; set a man on fire and he’s warm for the rest of his life.” – Terry Pratchett in Jingo.
And I still need to buy some chocolate chips so I can make some cookies with my daughter. Maybe later today.
But I like cookies.
Cake… Err… Cookies are a lie!!!
I believe the policy is better stated in the vernacular: “Ain’t noone entitled to nothin’ from noone else.” Praise seeking from adults is dumb. Do something because you believe in it, and don’t expect a pat on the head for doing it.
Get cookies from that heinous den of feminism, Girl Scouts.
“Give a man a cookie, and he’ll snack for a moment. Give a man a cooke recipe, and he’ll snack for a life time. (Until that little accident with the oven burns his house down….)”
Exactly… but then fire insurance gives the man the money for more baking supplies! Cookie baking should be a mandatory skill.
No cookies? Well, there’s the good old snack B, fudge.
I think we could all use these rules for being allies to people in minority groups we don’t belong to.
I’ve been guilty of this. I thought it made me a good friend that I stood up to my family when they complained about me “allowing” my child around GLBTQ folks. It didn’t. It just made me not a horrible fucking coward.
Good friends help you move, remember your birthday, will be your DD, walk your dog when your sick, tell you they never liked your ex anyway, etc. There is nothing special about them recognizing your basic humanity. That should be a given.
Amphiox:
Funny story: Mr Darkheart doesn’t cook very often because, well, I’m better at it†. Anyway, one day when I was sick, he made me a pizza. It didn’t take long for the kitchen to fill with smoke and the smoke detectors to go off– he had dropped an oven mitt RIGHT ON TOP of the coil on the bottom of the oven. Just goes to show: smoke detectors are wonderful things.
Don’t worry, PZ. I’ll bake you my (soon to be) world famous soft sugar cookies. Not for your feminism, though, but for your science posts. ;)
† Gee, I wonder why that is.
Better friends help you move bodies, remember what your enemies did last summer, will plot burglaries with you, walk you home when you’re drunk, and will help you fantasize about better humans than the ones you meet.
Ahem. I may have said you don’t get cookies just for being a feminist dude, but linking to my blog from Pharyngula is a different matter…
Totally unrelated: This could thin out the field for the next Pope.
@glodson
Sounds like you’re definitely getting there! :)
Excuuuuse me, but all cookies that are diverted due to your feminism should go directly to Ophelia Benson. Kthnxbye.
This gave me the biggest chuckle so far today. :)
Very, very best friends are people you can call and say, “Get here right away, and bring a shovel. Don’t ask any questions.”
And you know what? They won’t blackmail you later.
I’ve been arguing somewhat about this with my mom lately.
A few days ago our government started a campaign against homophobia. It’s a series of publicities, on TV and elsewhere, showing GLBT folks demonstrating their love in everyday situations, like for instance a gay couple embracing and kissing as they are reunited after a business trip. The adds are very sober, and would not cause any indignation whatsoever if they showed a heterosexual couple. Some pundits, with whom my mom agrees, are going on and on about how these ads may promote homophobia. She also complains every time a GLBT couple is portrayed on TV.
I told her that people who are shocked by these adds or shows don’t become homophobic, they already are – but she doesn’t see it that way. She wants her cookie for “tolerating” GLBT folks, even though her tolerance doesn’t even include their right to express their love as freely as heterosexual couples do.
jackiepaper@16:
And really good friends help you move bodies.
Wait, what were we talking about?
Ok, on topic: My lovely wife has had mostly minor medical issues relating to her monthly cycle for years. We don’t want kids, her new doc has been told this, but it wasn’t until my wife said the magic words “my husband has had a vasectomy” that a more permanent solution to at least part of the problem was offered.
Apparently, we still have a long way to go. My wife’s preference, complaints, and various less permanent attempts have been ongoing for years, this was never even offered as a matter of discussion by any previous docs (to be fair, we’ve moved in the last two years, so this new doc gets a little bit of a break). It wasn’t until my ‘MagicMenz Opinion’ (guys, bet you didn’t know you had one of those!) was known, that this was offered.
No cookies is fine, as long as we’re not forced to eat Pocky instead. That shit’s terrifying.
What if we made Ally cookies that say “Here, have a cookie” or “Congrats, you are not a terrible human being” (Those are going to have to be Biiig cookies)
No pocky for kitty.
DearAnia @28, maybe this one will be helpful:
It’s just that the cookies are saved for the International Women’s Day Grand Cookie-Eating Contest (which is soon, btw, brace yourselves for the world-shaking munching). Stale ones are for the finals.
Chris @30, that is a fabulous cookie. The way it’s straight forward chips look you in the eye; the way it manages to be almost menacing as it stands you down, acknowledging your failure. Best cookie ever!
Chris, my kids loves those little sticks. The strawberry dipped ones are their favorite. I’m not a fan.
But hey, if we’re suggesting alternatives to cookies, can we have baklava?
Or pie? Pie is very persuasive.
Crap. I did that wrong. Sorry.
What the hell did I just watch at #33?
Chris @ 30
That is an awesome cookie. :) I was thinking of actually making a plate of cookies. I like baking. xD
Nibbles a big fresh baked cookie ^.^
@ulgaa (#35)
No shit. WTF was that?
PZ, I promise. Next time you’re in Vancouver (or area), this feminist will bring you cookies. Or more cupcakes. Fondant cephalopods are optional this time, but available upon request. :)
I think my favorites are the feminist cookies on flickr:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/22789525@N00/sets/72157616944737345/detail/
“meets minimum standards of decent human” Have a cookie.
For a second I was worried. If I can still buy / bake my own cookies I can live with it.
Cookies taste the best when made with oppression.
You say that as it it were a bad thing.
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joanimal, no, he didn’t — as the remainder of that sentence indicates.
There’s always cheese. (If you don’t mind “sharing” with the mildly deranged penguin.)
@Ulgaa and JohnMarley
That is the comic genius that is Weebl and Bob. I haven’t watched that since I was like, 17. I really need to go be nostalgic…
Good article, pretty much because it points out what a Sensitive Feminist Male™ will have actually come across, namely that trying to talk with women about feminism is difficult, trying to see things from a woman’s position often means a lot of listening and earning of trust.
I’ve only given myself mental cookies a couple of times, namely once when “rescuing” a female friend who had a drunk guy sit down next to her, proceed to ignore anything she said, her obvious dislike of his presence and try to “drunk-talk-her-up”. I switched places with her and started talking about gay male attractiveness with him, he soon left. I didn’t feel like she couldn’t have gotten rid of him on her own, but saw how by taking on this bother myself, it was no longer a problem only women deal with, these sorts of situations should be resolved by all people in the group, an the unpleasant things should be shared.
Um .. if that carried over at all. I’ll be training my listening skills as well as hanging up my privilege at the door anyhoot.
So no nookie and no cookie, Sux 2 B U.
@27
I read that and thought, WTF is “Pocky?” Curing my ignorance via Google serendipitously turned up a piece of useless but thread-relevant data that will thrill MRA’s everywhere: They manufacture a variety just for teh menz.
At least you can always have a Frackin’ (TM) Cracker.