So I flew a few hours on an airplane yesterday. Before the typical USA FAA boilerplate safety information was given, the skank-ho wimminz stewardess announced the names of captain, first officer and navigator, and then introduced herself and the other two wimminz shoveling drinks, and announced (as though it made some magical difference, and in case we hadn’t noticed,) that it was an all-wimminz staffed flight. The self-congratulatory speech met with tepid applause from a bunch of holiday weary travelers, most of whom just wanted to get home. The same 40-something stewardess parked her wrinkly ass near me, fifteen minutes later, and “bought me a drink.” I had scotch, and vowed to write about her — thanks bitch.
Of course, it’s all very wonderful to have all wimminz do things like punch a seven digit code into the computer (built by men) that automates take-off, and in-flight navigation (with the help of satellites and ground-radar, built by men) and an all male-crew ready at our destination to do the heavy lifting and baggage transfer and refueling and de-icing and routine maintenance. Let’s all cheer for Alaska Airlines, which has hired a surplus of wimminz to hit on passengers and loaf around taking credit for various things they really had nothing to do with.
The obvious irony in all this is the precarious state of wimminz in general, and particularly boastful skanks like those I just mentioned. Should society change very slightly — and I don’t mean a societal collapse, but merely the Chinese loaning our masters more money at slightly higher interest rates — then employing these same wimminz will suddenly be untenable. Sure, there might be some wimminz on the plane, but the skank-ho wimminz who rubs her ass in your face and leers at you will be twenty, and not forty-five, and rather than having three wimminz up front to watch the controls, you’ll have one or two capable men.
Human beings enjoy their ideology, but the ideological apparatus which controls the states-of-affairs today is particularly wasteful. Feminism has no future. It’s so inefficient and counterintuitive that it almost seems like a society-wide handicap. We boast about how progressive we are, simply because we (somehow) manage to survive, while wasting so much, on so many people who don’t deserve it at all.
Happy New Year, Gentlemen!