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(Yahoo)   Women outraged by sexist new Samsung commercial. And by women, I mean men   (shine.yahoo.com) divider line 260
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2013-05-24 02:18:52 PM

umad: PsiChick: /You know, I come into the thread  defending the idea this commercial is sexist, and people are still calling me names and being utterly biatchy about it. This says something.

Because you are framing it as being sexist against women, like you do for absolutely everything else. Everything out of your mouth is horseshiat.


...Except for, you know, the entire argument, where I pointed out it's sexist against  men. Which argument are you reading?
 
2013-05-24 02:21:07 PM

umad: PsiChick: /You know, I come into the thread  defending the idea this commercial is sexist, and people are still calling me names and being utterly biatchy about it. This says something.

Because you are framing it as being sexist against women, like you do for absolutely everything else. Everything out of your mouth is horseshiat.


He means this in the nicest possible way.
 
2013-05-24 02:22:07 PM

Kahabut: Just out of curiosity, because it could go either way, do you mean her or me as the crackpot?


Her. Of course her.

I have no reason to think you're the village crackpot.
 
2013-05-24 02:24:01 PM

PsiChick: umad: PsiChick: /You know, I come into the thread  defending the idea this commercial is sexist, and people are still calling me names and being utterly biatchy about it. This says something.

Because you are framing it as being sexist against women, like you do for absolutely everything else. Everything out of your mouth is horseshiat.

...Except for, you know, the entire argument, where I pointed out it's sexist against  men. Which argument are you reading?


As just one fine example of your hypocrisy.

No, not every man acts like that, but it happensoften enough to be noticeable and annoying.

You claim to call it sexist against men, and then you say that the stereotype is REAL and annoying.  Do you not see how those two things aren't compatible?
 
2013-05-24 02:33:14 PM

AngryJailhouseFistfark: stirfrybry: I think the husband was some kind of homosexual or something. Tjat's why he farted. His anus was so stretched out from anal sex, he had no hope of keeping the gas from escaping his love chute

Perhaps he was slack-sphinctored from years of savage pegging by his domineering wife. Likewise his dimwitted expression is all that's left of what was once a promising young engineer, artist, and athlete. When they met in college he was a double major in electrical engineering and astro-physics. On the side he composed music which he performed at bars and restaurants around their town. And he painted. Mostly oils but some watercolors. The president of their university commissioned him to paint his portait, and one of his family and paid him well for it. He had sponsorships for his lab work from General Electric, NASA, Lockheed, and the European Space Agency. And then he fell in love.

It was fun at first. She enjoyed his music and art, together they shared the magic of starlit nights at the observatory. He was fascinated by her studies of comparative literature. Being an engineer and a visual artist, he never really took the time to learn the complexities of language and written expression, and through his relationship to her his mind was opened to a whole new spectrum of human experience. The beauty of the words, the stories, the poetry, and all the images painted not on his canvas, but in his mind, by her writing gave him a fresh perspective on his own life and humanity at large. It was this joy that he'd found in his life with her that prompted him to hold fast to this radiant creature of inspiration and passion.

After the wedding, a loud and expensive affair filled with a dozen bridesmaids and fountains of champagne, dancers parading around exotic fruit platters, and wandering violinists. It took several days in all. They took an apartment in Manhattan. She had him paint it. And paint it again. And once more. Then she asked him to paint her portrait. And her ...


That's one of the most disturbing, well-written things I've ever read on Fark. Bravo, sir.
 
2013-05-24 04:05:22 PM
Wait....

People still watch TV?

And listen to what women say?

Wow.
 
2013-05-24 05:45:33 PM

heili skrimsli: Kahabut: Just out of curiosity, because it could go either way, do you mean her or me as the crackpot?

Her. Of course her.

I have no reason to think you're the village crackpot.


Well, you just don't know me that well.  There is room for more than one crackpot on fark, right?
 
2013-05-24 06:04:11 PM

AngryJailhouseFistfark: stirfrybry: I think the husband was some kind of homosexual or something. Tjat's why he farted. His anus was so stretched out from anal sex, he had no hope of keeping the gas from escaping his love chute

Perhaps he was slack-sphinctored from years of savage pegging by his domineering wife. Likewise his dimwitted expression is all that's left of what was once a promising young engineer, artist, and athlete. When they met in college he was a double major in electrical engineering and astro-physics. On the side he composed music which he performed at bars and restaurants around their town. And he painted. Mostly oils but some watercolors. The president of their university commissioned him to paint his portait, and one of his family and paid him well for it. He had sponsorships for his lab work from General Electric, NASA, Lockheed, and the European Space Agency. And then he fell in love.

It was fun at first. She enjoyed his music and art, together they shared the magic of starlit nights at the observatory. He was fascinated by her studies of comparative literature. Being an engineer and a visual artist, he never really took the time to learn the complexities of language and written expression, and through his relationship to her his mind was opened to a whole new spectrum of human experience. The beauty of the words, the stories, the poetry, and all the images painted not on his canvas, but in his mind, by her writing gave him a fresh perspective on his own life and humanity at large. It was this joy that he'd found in his life with her that prompted him to hold fast to this radiant creature of inspiration and passion.

After the wedding, a loud and expensive affair filled with a dozen bridesmaids and fountains of champagne, dancers parading around exotic fruit platters, and wandering violinists. It took several days in all. They took an apartment in Manhattan. She had him paint it. And paint it again. And once more. Then she asked him to paint her portrait. And her ...


i1217.photobucket.com
 
2013-05-24 06:13:27 PM
LadySusan:

Sure, he gets to be CEO, and she gets to be Good Wife.

/not outraged, just amused
 
2013-05-24 08:01:07 PM

Kahabut: heili skrimsli: Kahabut: Just out of curiosity, because it could go either way, do you mean her or me as the crackpot?

Her. Of course her.

I have no reason to think you're the village crackpot.

Well, you just don't know me that well.  There is room for more than one crackpot on fark, right?


You have your work cut out for you if you want to be in her league though.
 
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