Up Yours, Rebecca Watson!

Since we at Single Dude Travel started this blog we have been exposed to the so-called “blogosphere” and it’s been very interesting that this little world really does have a whole life of its own.  It’s amazing the number of geniuses, retards, cool dudes, fake hot chicks, fake hot chick ass-kissers, real hot chick ass-kissers, douchebags, hipsters and assholes are out there.  Boris recently called my attention to an incident that started in real life and has quickly become a heated discussion in the blog pseudoreality.  Many people have weighed in on it already but I feel compelled to add my two cents.

There is this chick named Rebecca Watson who is one of many internet blogger feminists.  Her website is called “Skepchick” provides an answer to a question nobody asked, namely her feminist take on the “skeptical” community.  Unfortunately she seems to be pretty popular and recently gave a speech to a gathering of atheists in Dublin in which she gave some discussed sexism in the atheist community. Then she went to the bar, got smashed and enjoyed all the betas drooling over her. Around 4 AM she says she got tired and headed back to her hotel room.  This is where the story really starts, because as she relates, some Irish dude got on the elevator with her and said the following thing to her:

Don’t take this the wrong way, but I find you very interesting, and I would like to talk more. Would you like to come to my hotel room for coffee?

That asshole!  Anyway, she said no, and he didn’t do anything else, just meekly stood there until the elevator ride was over. Then Rebecca did a little video blog entry on her website and said:

Just a word to the wise here, guys. Don’t do that. I don’t know how else to explain how this makes me very uncomfortable, but I’ll just sort of lay it out: I was a single women in foreign country in a hotel elevator with you, just you, and I—don’t invite me back to your hotel room right after I finish talking about how it creeps me out and makes me uncomfortable when men sexualize me in that manner.

So much for not taking it the wrong way, Seamus! This incident has ignited a firestorm in the blogosphere and you would not believe the shit that people are writing about this.  Check out the post and comments.  You can really get a much better idea of how highly she thinks of herself from her manner of speaking, but if you don’t really feel like listening to her self-indulgent rambling that is not on this particular topic, skip to 4:30 for her description of the harrowing incident of being asked for coffee in an elevator.

Now, let’s examine some more evidence.  Here is what Google Images brings up for her:

Would you fuck this chick?

Would you fuck this chick?

I mean, how drunk was this irish dude?

I mean, how drunk was this irish dude?

 

Come on, drunk Irish dudes! You can do better!

Here’s what we can conclude from this:

1. Rebecca is pretty ugly and you wouldn’t look at her twice on the street in any country with hot chicks in it, like Bulgaria or Latvia.
2. That Irish guy’s game was not that good.
3. That Irish guy was super drunk and had super beer goggles.
4. Rebecca Watson is a bitch who thinks she’s a lot hotter, cooler and smarter than she actually is.

Now enter Richard Dawkins, who is a big shot in atheist circles. He posted the following comment on her site which is pretty crude but spot on:

Dear Muslima

Stop whining, will you. Yes, yes, I know you had your genitals mutilated with a razor blade, and . . . yawn . . . don’t tell me yet again, I know you aren’t allowed to drive a car, and you can’t leave the house without a male relative, and your husband is allowed to beat you, and you’ll be stoned to death if you commit adultery. But stop whining, will you. Think of the suffering your poor American sisters have to put up with.

Only this week I heard of one, she calls herself Skep”chick”, and do you know what happened to her? A man in a hotel elevator invited her back to his room for coffee. I am not exaggerating. He really did. He invited her back to his room for coffee. Of course she said no, and of course he didn’t lay a finger on her, but even so . . .

And you, Muslima, think you have misogyny to complain about! For goodness sake grow up, or at least grow a thicker skin.

Richard

Pretty funny, and I agree. In a world where billions of people live on less than $1 a day, don’t have access to clean water, medicine, food, and lots of women can’t drive, vote, and are forced to wear wear black burkhas in 100 degree weather, it’s appalling and disgraceful that a spoiled little bitch like Rebecca Watson feels the need to complain that some Irish dude asked her, a girl who was at the bar until 4 in the morning, back to his room. But as an ugly swamp donkey, it must have been an unfamiliar experience for her. See, regular hot chicks have guys hitting on them all the time since they were 13 years old, and they have learned not to get all pissed off when that happens. I did an unofficial poll today of hot chicks in Singapore and they all agreed that it happens frequently to them, and the proper thing is to politely refuse and then get on with your life. By the way, Rebecca is now calling for a complete boycott of Richard Dawkins’ books and organizing letter writing campaigns and more for his crime of pointing out her complete lack of understanding that people in the real world actually have real problems.

Now there has been a lot of discussion about this event from the feminist/misogynist angle which I think is being beaten to death. Feminist retards are saying that Dawkins, as a white male, has never experienced the sort of terror of being propositioned by a strange man in an elevator (try getting your balls grabbed by Chinese Mafia ladyboys in KL) and just because worse sexism exists in the rest of the world he doesn’t have the right… oh fuck it it’s not even worth paraphrasing the ridiculous claptrap of all these stupid bitches and their pussified man-mirrors. How about putting on some goddamn makeup, girls?

I would rather discuss the human angle of this. Put yourself in this drunk Irish dude’s shoes. He probably had a crush on this ugly ass chick for a while (he obviously hasn’t read our first article) and saw his one chance to get her after 50 other nerdy geeks were drooling over her all night, in a great example a-la The Hunger’s Last Man Standing in the Hostel Principle. He saw his one chance ever and went for it, his game was bad, and he got shot down.

What the fuck is wrong with that? I think that sometimes you only get one chance at the girl of your nightmares. You gotta try. He tried, didn’t touch her, and took no for an answer. Rebecca Watson’s taking offense is the behavior of someone who takes every interaction with the opposite sex as some sort of battle. She picked this fight over nothing, and it was a great move for her. Who ever heard of that stupid bitch before a real author like Richard Dawkins pointed out how dumb she is? Just a bunch of pimply atheist beta dudes.

Really her complete inability to deal with someone as a person with regular grown up social skills, along with other visual evidence like her stupid glasses and clothes makes me convinced that she’s really just another socially stunted hipster chick like Kreayshawn. Different image, perhaps, but same inability to deal with normal social situations. It’s just sad, now we have hipster atheist feminists.

Up yours, Rebecca Watson! Thanks for trying to make it socially unacceptable to be a regular, open, friendly, nice person. Atheists, go to Russia. The girls there are much hotter, much smarter than pseudo-intellectual sanctimonious bitches like Rebecca Watson and would never videoblog that you’re an asshole if you asked them to coffee. Fucking hipsters.

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Charlie Bushmeister

Call me Charlie. I decided to join with others to write this blog because I feel that I have learned a lot about how to succeed in life in general. It took a lot of trial and error and I've developed a wealth of philosophies, skills, and tricks of the trade that would be very useful to like minded guys out there. There's no need to repeat my mistakes, of which I have made many, instead I urge you to read this blog, absorb and practice its lessons, and then go out and have the most awesome life, on your own terms. To me that means good health, success in your career, the number and type of relationships you want, and general satisfaction that you're not wasting your life spinning your wheels, but going forward always towards your goals.




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