The Zeta Male.


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To be manly masculine man! The text reads: Though she was a tiger lady, our hero didn’t have to fire a shot to floor her. After one look at his Mr. Leggs slacks, she was ready to have him walk all over her. That noble styling sure soothes the savage heart! If you’d like your own doll-to-doll carpeting, hunt up a pare of these he-man Mr. Leggs slacks. Such as our new automatic wash wear blend of 65% “Dacron” and 35% rayon – incomparably wrinkle-resistant. About $12.95 at plush-carpeted stores.

Yesterday, when I was reading the wailing over the war on christmas at Townhall, another post caught my eye – “The Rise of the Zeta Male.” I’ll admit, I’m not good at keeping up with all the different categorizations of male these days, and I hadn’t heard of this one. I’m rather sorry I know about it now. A lot of it is the standard insulting the hell out of any man who isn’t of the approved Manly Masculine Man™ type, because of course, finding ways to compare men to that most awful of beings – women, is a sign that you’re a Manly Masculine Man™, one who can bully properly! So, a good deal of this nonsense will be at least somewhat familiar, because the repertoire of the Manly Masculine Man™ is on the limited side.

There’s a possibility our species will, in the not-too-distant future, be wiped out. Not by a meteor, but by simply no longer reproducing. Sterility won’t be the culprit, it will be the rise of the zeta males. … there is a new, disturbing option emerging that may, and maybe should, mean the end of all human reproduction: the zeta male.

[…]

So, what is a zeta male? They aren’t just “woke” feminists, thought they are certainly that. They are biological men for whom a urinal holds no meaning, they always sit.

My partner sits. So what? It’s relaxing and clean. That you think, Mr. Hunter, that standing splay-legged with a penis in your hand is somehow uber-manly, well…

More than that, they are exemplified by a recent op-ed in the Harvard Crimson, the student newspaper of America’s most over-priced college.

The piece, entitled, “The Harvard Community is Responsible for Sexual Assault,” is a progressive diary entry on the fall of western civilization.

The headline is typical leftist pap – blaming everyone for the actions of a few so as to alleviate personal guilt. But the source of the personal guilt in this case is the issue and the evidence.

Oh, so wrong. This is not about placing blame on everyone. It is about seeing how, societally, we enable and reinforce attitudes and behaviours which cause harm to people.

[…]

So what was this horrible offense; this sexist, sexual assault enabling action he took? He acted like a normal guy, quite possibly for the first and only time in his life.

How? I’ll let him explain:

“During Orientation Week in August of 2016, I was out late drinking in Harvard Square with two classmates. The topic switched to the women in our class. Over the drunken hum of the bar’s collective conversation, one guy proposed the ‘hottest’ girls in our class. The other did the same. They both then asked me to rank the girls in our cohort in the order I wanted to get with. My alarmed heart bolted blood to my cheeks. I crossed my arms, unable to speak. ‘Are we making you uncomfortable?’ one asked me. I cannot remember my exact response. But it was not: ‘Yes. Objectifying women, even though it seems harmless to you, demeans them and creates an environment that makes sexual assault more likely.’ Instead, I uncrossed my arms, I shook my head, and yes, I discussed which girls were hot.”

We no longer have a need for The Onion, real life has become a parody of itself.

All they were basically doing is talking about the women they find attractive, something every normal, healthy, heterosexual man since communication was invented has been doing, but now it’s just one step down from Harvey Weinstein. Maybe only a half-step.

This is as insane as it is hilarious, a eunuch’s love letter to a lonely future.

Crispy Christ, you’re an idiot, Mr. Hunter. A willful one. No, those young men were not talking about women they find attractive – they were ranking them, which is quite different than saying something like “wow, that’s a nice looking group of women!” or “Sally is really pretty.” When you turn around and rank people in order of who you would fuck first, that’s not harmless talk. That’s objectifying people into sex aids. It’s demeaning. It’s a way of encouraging young men to never consider women as actual human beings.

The zeta continued, “At the time, it was easy for me to discard my act of cowardice as inconsequential. The desire to be included made the risk of speaking up too great. During many similar ‘inconsequential’ comments at the pub and locker rooms throughout my life, I know I’ve taken the easy way out.”

I didn’t realize competitive knitting had locker rooms.

Amazing that you think your lame comment about knitting makes you a Manly Masculine Man™,  Mr. Hunter. I’ll take a man who is unafraid of thinking any day, like the young man at Harvard. He is absolutely right. Given how important the homosocial sphere is to men, the only way to make true change is for men to have the courage to speak up, and that does take much courage, given the sheer assholism of all you Manly Masculine Men™. You assholes are so damn insecure, it’s pitiful. On the other hand, the young man from Harvard, he’s not only capable of thinking, he displays empathy, and he is secure enough in his own self to own up to making a mistake, and how this all too common mistake makes our society a worse place. Not just for women, Mr. Hunter. This insistence of Manly Man Masculinity™ stuffs all men into tiny, claustrophobic coffins, where they are not allowed to simply be people. That’s not healthy. That’s not good.

The confession of this student (a graduate student, no less) is a prime example of what happens when you accept as moral arbiters people who insist gender is a social construct and a person can switch from one to the other at will.

:Near-fatal eyeroll: Gender is a social construct, just like “masculine” and “feminine” are social constructs. Different societies throughout history provide many examples. This is not about “switching gender at will” you flaming dumbfuck. I am so tired of hearing that. Transgender people and non-binary people are not the result of a sudden whim.

Men finding women attractive, and vice versa, is why we’re all here.

No it isn’t. Evolution is why we’re all here. And yes, like all animals, some of us breed. Golly, how revolutionary.

Talking about it, and everything else, with friends, even in crude terms, is perfectly normal human behavior. But now it’s pre-rape and needs to be confessed.

Yes, talking about women as objects to be demeaned is all too common. That needs to change, which thankfully, more and more men are realizing. No one said it’s “pre-rape”, it’s simply bad behaviour which causes harm throughout a person’s lifetime. If you don’t see others as human beings, then helping yourself to them doesn’t seem like a big deal. That’s why sexual harassment is so standard and widespread, because you have a fucktonne of men who think they are entitled to any body they find attractive. They don’t give one tiny shit about the person they are assaulting. It’s a toxic way of thinking, one which insecure men hang on to with a death grip, because they fear a loss of power – the power to objectify, the power to demean, the power to humiliate.

Hopefully, Mr. Hunter, you and the rest of the Manly Masculine Men™ will find themselves increasingly isolated, sitting in your lonely corner, while the rest of us get on with lives outside of your categorical coffins.

You can read the full toxic stew here.

Comments

  1. Gorogh, Lounging Peacromancer says

    Also, I am not sure the author really meant the greek letter zeta (as in alpha beta gamma delta eta ZETA &c.). Probably meant omega, but that may have been taken already.

    More on topic (or not), I might contribute an anecdote along these lines later, but first have to suffer through another Christmas party…

  2. says

    StonedRanger:

    Men like Mr. Hunter make me ashamed to be the same sex as he is.

    I’d feel much better if he was a different species. Unfortunately, we share that.

  3. Onamission5 says

    Oh, I see. Hunter won’t name the author, but he’ll link to the article, which both has the author’s full name and allows comments. I’m sure that will totally make it harder for his fans to harass this “kid” which Hunter totally doesn’t want them to do.

    I also notice how Hunter completely fucking ignores the reason Hanrahan gives for writing his piece, which is to say, the connections he makes between the social climate which enables the Moores and Weinsteins, and the social climate at Harvard. Hunter choosing instead to insult his masculinity.

  4. busterggi says

    Funny, I’ve fathered two children and have two grand children even though I’ve never raped or pillaged or acted like a total pig. Maybe Hunter got turned down again and has to vent his poor injured spleen.

  5. says

    This isn’t about raping or pillaging, though. It’s about bog standard sexism, which is intertwined in our everyday thoughts, behaviour, and attitudes. It takes work to get yourself untangled from all that, which is what Hunter is so adamant in trying to put down.

  6. lumipuna says

    I recall that “Rise of the Zeta Male” is the title of an old MRA blog, possibly now defunct.

    And yes, some manospherians evoke the class “Omega Male” for the ultimate underachievement of masculinity. Some others apparently don’t know the Greek alphabet.

  7. says

    Charly:

    I had trouble to read beyond the disturbing image at the beginning.

    That ad isn’t all that old, either. Early 1970s, I think.

  8. starskeptic says

    No way is that ad from 1970!
    One man who claims to have possibly shot the ad (and has a mounted copy of it dated 1964) bought the Sept. 1964 issue of Esquire that it’s in on ebay.

  9. chigau (違う) says

    I find that blank, black void in the midst of the trouserses a bit unsettling.
    textureless, featureless
    What were they trying to say?

  10. says

    @ 12, the ads started in the 1960s. You need more than a ‘might’ and a claim. I remember 1970 quite well, and ads like that were de rigeur.

  11. chigau (違う) says

    “My wife. I think I’ll keep her.”
    .
    “I can bring home the bacon. Fry it up in a pan.”
    .
    Ah. Those were the days.

  12. says

    Oh gods, yes, I remember. And much worse, too. Maybe later this week, I’ll do a post on 1970 ads, some of them…ugh. No, make that all of them.

  13. starskeptic says

    @ 14
    You need some proof yourself. No f*cking way did that ad appear in 1970, it’s not the ad style for that period.
    I just signed up on Esquire magazines site to view their archives -- That ad is in the September 1964 issue, I guarantee it didn’t run for 6 years…

  14. starskeptic says

    @15
    “My wife. I think I’ll keep her.” -- 1971
    “I can bring home the bacon. Fry it up in a pan.” -- 1980

  15. Tethys says

    I’ve no idea why starskeptic is quibbling about dates. ‘I’m A Woman’ predates the Enjoli commercials by at least a decade. Irene Ryan did a version of it on the Roy Rogers show. It took three seconds to find an Enjoli ad on youtube from 1978, and I know that there were earlier versions of it.

    I went looking for some of the other horrible ads targeted at women in the 70’s. Remember AYD’s? Dexitrim? Because nothing says equality like taking amphetamines to maintain your girlish figure so that your husband doesn’t leave you.

  16. says

    Oh Christ yes, I remember those Ayds ads -- who could ever forget, they were in everything. Some of the worst ads of the early ’70s were for Brut. Hai Karate, anyone?

  17. starskeptic says

    chigau@20
    “Do you have a point?”
    Other than that you’re a know-it-all twit?

    Tethys@19
    “I’ve no idea why starskeptic is quibbling about dates.”
    --easy, because it isn’t a quibble…

  18. Tethys says

    Strange, I find whingeing on about the exact dates of publication of a photo, while completely ignoring the subject matter of the photo and the OP, to be the very definition of quibbling. It makes no difference if it was 1970 or 1964, men are still acting like entitled asshats in 2017.

    verb
    1.
    argue or raise objections about a trivial matter.
    “they are always quibbling about the amount they are prepared to pay”
    synonyms: object to, find fault with, complain about, cavil at; split hairs about;

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