One reason to look forward to Friday is that “Ammo Grrrll” always graces us with some “Thoughts From the Ammo Line” over at Power Line.
Who is Ammo Grrrll, you ask? I happen to know, but I’d be shot if I told you. Suffice it to say she’s a mordantly witty but oddly good-natured critic of the way we live now. She’s always amusing, and sneakily deep.
She outdoes herself today:
Last Friday I referred to the Psychotic Ninny Wing of the feminist movement. In the beginning they were a relatively small part of the legitimate push for equality and expanded opportunities for women. But they always existed. In a meeting I attended in 1970, a certifiably-insane woman waxed rhapsodic about how “when we hang all the men they will emit sperm and we can collect that and reproduce without men.” The logistics of that scenario alone were daunting and the image tough to erase. I thought, “Holy crap! I will sit here quietly and hope her spaceship picks her up soon!”
I’m about to describe another incident which was an early precursor to the hoaxes, disgusting “rape culture” slander and tedious anti-male bigotry on campus today. Since virtually every legal equality has already been won, and the saner feminists have retired from the field, victorious, the lunatic fringe has more influence in a smaller pond.
It is ever thus in every “social justice” movement. The more obvious it becomes that virtually all impediments to success have been removed, the more furious the professional “victims” become that nothing much has changed in their lives. And the more resentful of others whose life decisions and discipline have catapulted them to success.
Individual success is anathema to a victim class. It does not inspire; it refutes the linchpin of their victimhood: that the deck is permanently stacked against them all. Those who profit from their professional victim status cling to it like a Titanic survivor to a piece of driftwood. Michelle Obama springs to mind: an obscenely-rich professional vacationer and Food Scold who claims to be dissed at Target and unwelcome at museums in the racist country that elected her unqualified, incompetent husband. Twice.
I’m about to describe another incident which was an early precursor to the hoaxes, disgusting “rape culture” slander and tedious anti-male bigotry on campus today. Since virtually every legal equality has already been won, and the saner feminists have retired from the field, victorious, the lunatic fringe has more influence in a smaller pond.
It is ever thus in every “social justice” movement. The more obvious it becomes that virtually all impediments to success have been removed, the more furious the professional “victims” become that nothing much has changed in their lives. And the more resentful of others whose life decisions and discipline have catapulted them to success.
Individual success is anathema to a victim class. It does not inspire; it refutes the linchpin of their victimhood: that the deck is permanently stacked against them all. Those who profit from their professional victim status cling to it like a Titanic survivor to a piece of driftwood. Michelle Obama springs to mind: an obscenely-rich professional vacationer and Food Scold who claims to be dissed at Target and unwelcome at museums in the racist country that elected her unqualified, incompetent husband. Twice.
And then Ammo Grrrll recounts what she promised to discuss. Read the whole thing.
