Posted on 08/13/2018 3:43:48 AM PDT by Yashcheritsiy
Incel: involuntarily celibate. The term entered the popular lexicon when angry, single young men began wreaking havoc under its banner. From school shootings to the recent van attack in Toronto, there’s a rising tide of resentment linked to a lack of romantic and sexual contact among some males. In 2014, Incel pioneer Elliott Rodger dreamed of creating a world where sex was illegal and he forcibly ruled over Chads (dominant, sexually successful young men). Then, in a rampage he killed six people including three women at a sorority house, and killed himself.
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I believe the opposite is true. The real cause of sexual angst is that our culture is over-sexed and this over-sexualization creates an extreme sexual frustration. The over-sexualization of our culture omits the key to fulfilling human sexuality. Sex that lacks a loving relationship does not fulfill the human person. People who have sex but no love experience the same hopeless frustration as those who don’t.
People who didn’t let the fashionable world boss them around are sometimes deemed “losers,” but the “losses” may only be skin deep.
The New York Times recently had an article on this French author who has been identified with this kind of sad male behavior. Apparently, he is VERY unattractive and therefore considers himself an incel or whatever it is called in France.
Interestingly, Casanova, the greatest lover in western art and history - was an ugly man. One of my husband’s friends (now deceased), a famous actor, was notoriously homely but a real ladies’ man. Sex is always first in the mind before the sex organs.
A greed for lust
Marty speaks to a real truth as does all good literature, film and art. This author uses a novel to explain incels.
If you watch the film, you see these single men preferring to read Mickey Spillane to dating.
They continually reject women as dogs in the film. And they try and stop Marty from having a real and true relationship with a flesh and blood woman. There is real truth there. And beautifully and touchingly done, too.
Exactly. But a slight emendation--the purpose and fulfillment of sex is children. Yes there is a relationship component to it, but that relationship exists *for the children*. Not for the two adults.
The Gorilla in the room.
Many generations avoided that. Most people figured out ways to avoid getting pregnant. But to think the world avoided sex until marriage is a pretty small world view.
Marty finds a girlfriend at the end of the movie. A fellow "loser" like him.
Yes, of course. Unlike a certain type of man, he grows up and refuses to allow peer pressure to interfere with his happiness. His stupid friend, Angie, ends up reading the Sunday paper’s funny pages bewildered that Marty would date a dog.
By robbing sex of any emotional component, we’ve managed to reduce it to as bestial an act as urination. It’s no surprise then, that it’s not particularly fulfilling.
Nothing carnal is going to fill a spiritual void.
wait, you forgot “Go back to DU” if you disagree with any body. eyeroll.
please, explain how the use of tampons are bad for women.
What percentage of the population are these people? Seems like a sideshow act as opposed to a movement.
Maybe it’s big in Japan, like the Tom Waits song.
Guess you never saw the movie Marty if you think all guys in the past - even losers - found girls, lol.
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Miss M, Marty got the girl!
He did get the girl.
Worth repeating.
FMCDH(BITS)
He did get the girl.
Meanwhile, his cranky, busybody widowed Aunt Catherine (Augusta Ciolli) moves in to live with Marty and his mother. She warns his mother that Marty will soon marry and cast her aside. Fearing that Marty’s romance could spell her abandonment, his mother belittles Clara. Marty’s friends, with an undercurrent of envy, deride Clara for her plainness and try to convince him to forget her and to remain with them, unmarried, in their fading youth. Harangued into submission by the pull of his friends, Marty doesn’t call Clara.
That night, back in the same lonely rut, Marty realizes that he is giving up a woman whom he not only likes, but who makes him happy. Over the objections of his friends, he dashes to a phone booth to call Clara, who is disconsolately watching television with her parents. When his friend asks what he’s doing, Marty bursts out saying:
You don’t like her, my mother don’t like her, she’s a dog and I’m a fat, ugly man! Well, all I know is I had a good time last night! I’m gonna have a good time tonight! If we have enough good times together, I’m gonna get down on my knees and I’m gonna beg that girl to marry me! If we make a party on New Year’s, I got a date for that party. You don’t like her? That’s too bad!
Marty closes the phone booth’s door when Clara answers the phone. In the last line of the film, he tentatively says, “Hello... Hello, Clara?”
Hypergamy in action. “If I can’t get a top 20% guy, then I will just grow old with a bunch of cats.”
Meanwhile, his cranky, busybody widowed Aunt Catherine (Augusta Ciolli) moves in to live with Marty and his mother. She warns his mother that Marty will soon marry and cast her aside. Fearing that Marty’s romance could spell her abandonment, his mother belittles Clara. Marty’s friends, with an undercurrent of envy, deride Clara for her plainness and try to convince him to forget her and to remain with them, unmarried, in their fading youth. Harangued into submission by the pull of his friends, Marty doesn’t call Clara.
That night, back in the same lonely rut, Marty realizes that he is giving up a woman whom he not only likes, but who makes him happy. Over the objections of his friends, he dashes to a phone booth to call Clara, who is disconsolately watching television with her parents. When his friend asks what he’s doing, Marty bursts out saying:
You don’t like her, my mother don’t like her, she’s a dog and I’m a fat, ugly man! Well, all I know is I had a good time last night! I’m gonna have a good time tonight! If we have enough good times together, I’m gonna get down on my knees and I’m gonna beg that girl to marry me! If we make a party on New Year’s, I got a date for that party. You don’t like her? That’s too bad!
Marty closes the phone booth’s door when Clara answers the phone. In the last line of the film, he tentatively says, “Hello... Hello, Clara?”
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