[ In case you missed the first installment, please check out Why I Hate Women: Let Me Count The Ways and then because I got equal amounts of hater/lover responses to said blog, please check out my rebuttal entitled: Dear Haters, Why Do You Love Me So Much? ]
I guess hate is very strong word. When I think of hatred, only a few things come to mind: Nazi Germany, dead beat dads, Frasier, the DaVinci Code, and the unspoken singer which I reference on a consistent basis. So I suppose I could classify my disposition toward women as mere frustration. But I’m far too Italian and dramatic to use the word “frustrated.” Pffft.
Recently, I noticed that my blog Why I Hate Women: Let Me Count The Ways, continues to get alot of attention. I often wonder, does this come as a surprise to you guys? I mean, after having dealt with women your whole lives, is it an overwhelming shock that some of us take issue with our own gender? Speaking of my own gender, blog comments such as this one, from “anonymous,” lead me to believe that some women might be taking my witty banter personally:
“So you all comment on a website that is sexist and idiotic and down right harsh to women, you know how many women out there think that men are soo much worse than women but DON’T write stupid blogs about it! My god, go get a life and delete the blog it makes you sound like your childish!! shame on you.”
I use this comment as an illustration because it further proves my point on why I hate women. You can’t take a freaking joke? Holy mother of insanity. Really?
I feel that some of you think I hate women for the sole purpose of sabotaging my own gender. I assure you this isn’t so. Thus, I’ve decided to continue what will turn out to be the second installment of a 7,893 part series on why I dislike women. All of this isn’t to say men don’t have their issues. We all do. It just so happens, my chemical makeup is designed to more easily deal with their craziness than that of the female kind. Our brand of crazy is particularly alarming. To further demonstrate what I’m talking about, there is currently a group of women reading this, who are placing me in one of the following categories:
1. I’m starved for male attention.
2. I’m a slut [I’m not sure how this conclusion is drawn, but just trust me, it will be]
3. I have a weird nose and/or smile [or some other cut-down based on my physical appearance]
In all actuality, I love normal women. And if using the word “heart,” didn’t send my body into convulsions, I might even say that I heart them. And by normal, I mean, women who are capable of the following:
1. Getting over it. Contrary to popular belief, there is no prize at stake, champ. This isn’t the Grudge Olympics. Or the Olympics of many things you can bring up during an argument that have nothing to do with what we’re actually arguing about.
2. Not making everything into a competition. Is it possible to be happy for another woman’s success? And if a guy flirts with your friend rather than you, it doesn’t mean she’s better than you. It just means he wants to flirt with her. The next guy will want to flirt with you. And probably the next guy too. Stop taking it so personally, Spazzy McInsecureAlot.
3. Not forsaking their friends when they become obsessed with a relationship. Guess who’s gonna be there when you’re crying elephant tears and eating yourself ugly in about 6 months, which is precisely how long it will take you to figure out you made a tragic mistake? Not Jerky McCheatsAlotandIToldYouHeWould, I’ll tell you that much.
Folks, I’ve only scratched the surface. As always, I welcome your thoughts, but only if they are concurrent with mine.
Speaking of women that I love, check out my latest photography post, with pictures of this hottie.
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You’re freaking awesome. I hate women, too 🙂
rach- you are one woman i don’t hate. just for the record.
nora – oh, how i miss you.
mr c. – ah, i see that “c” stands for charming this evening. oh stop yourself! and yes, i agree with you on the estrogen. but catfights are a blast.
Fricken catfights and excess estrogen is enough to drive anyone nuts.
I’m off to go check out your photo blog then hopefully see visions of you in my dreams.
I definitely find girls annoying sometimes. It’s a continual goal of mine to find other “normal” women who are not completely consumed by drama and insecurity and cattiness…and befriend them for life. 🙂
mmclaughlin- ahhhhhh. the lifelong quest. we are on it together, rest assured of that.
susi – yes, i have a hard time being purposefully beotchy… but i can see where that would be fun. and i want to at times, don’t get me wrong. i cannot tell u how many times this has happened. it’s like, WHAT DID I DO?!?! women always get mad at the wrong person. if a guy looks at me, guess what, thats not my fault.
candice – hahaha. i love you. move here already. stop teasing me.
hi honey!!!! 😀
this one made me laugh out loud loved it. it reminded of what happened at my dance class a couple weeks back. My boyfriend was there, he and I are assistant teachers and so are two of our other male friends. One girl clearly interested in my friend..lets call him..Rob… seemed to be quite jealous that I went up to Rob and gave him a hug and kissed (on the cheek) hello… i got the worst evil look from her as if she wanted to bowl me over she then rolled her eyes at me and starred at me as if to stare me down. So i decided to do what any nice girl would do… I decided to overtly and demonstratively show her that Rob and i were close… i found it hilarious. she seemed to be quite pissed off..I walked up to her and started to be really nice to her..kill em with kindness as they say.. i still laugh about it.. lol im such a bitch sometimes.
Those are precisely the problems I have with certain women, especially #1. and #2. And #3.
I’m heading over to read the original right now, but this one had me giggling. Don’t let ’em get you down. I to am Italian, dramatic, and hate women.
me – oh, that’s weird, it’s like i’m writing to myself…. WELCOME to crazyland. glad to have you here. everyone be nice and go say hi!!!!!
Theresa – you are too kind…. and i’m glad someone can appreciate the TRUTH! Pahaha
THOROUGHLY enjoyed Susi’s comment. You are my idol! HA!
Once again, you’ve managed to perfectly mix harsh brutal reality with humor. This was a great post. Kudos!
I’ll throw in the following five:
1. Taking a date just for a free dinner.
2. It IS possible to have more than one good friend.
3. It is possible to SHARE friends.
4. Phone calls shouldn’t last more than 5 minutes, unless there is something important to talk about, which doesn’t include what happened to you on the way to your mailbox.
5. Gossip…get rid of it!
I could go on….but I won’t.
oh yorks…. yes, GOSSIP!!! AHHHHH. thats primarily what installment #1 was about… seriously. and somehow i’m always the center of it even if i have nothing to do with the situation. go figure. but the using guys for money thing CAN”T STAND IT. seriously, that is so skeezy.
oh, and the watch your mouth was just a joke to throw people off.
Where did that “Watch your mouth!” come from????
I’m going to bed in a few minutes, but before I do, Mr Charming would like to say that my dreams might consist of me and you deftly leaving shopping carts scattered amongst a grocery store lot, one of my absolute favorite pastimes.
In fact, I once posted on my blog, just a photo of a cart I left in the middle of a parking space.
When does the similarity end!?
mr. charming – i cannot imagine a more fitting date in our sorted tale of romance. my heart skips a beat and smiles a bit when i walk away from a cart left adrift in a run-down parking lot .
next up: a dark abandoned alley?
I have a son and a daughter and when they were younger I HATED it when my daughter had friends over. They whined, they backstabbed, they took emotional hostages resulting in someone crying, “She said she wasn’t my friend”. As the adult in charge, I longed for alcoholism.
When my son had friends over, they played video games, or built forts, or jumped their bikes in an effort to win a trip to the ER. Most of the time I never knew they were around. If a disagreement did break out, they threw a football around, maybe punched each other a couple of times, and then came in for a snack.
In most areas of my life, I would rather deal with men than women.
yellow – WELCOME!!! ah, i knew you’d see it my way. i hope and pray that my children are all boys.
Women are bitches!! This is precisely why I only have about 2 girlfriends that I really talk to. Most women are backstabbing selfish bitches. But not me, of course…
and I’ll go ahead and add to the list that yorksnbeans continued…
6. “Oh my gawd… You look soooooooo good” when I obviously haven’t showered in three days
7. They ignore you for the 300 days of the year that they are in a relationship… (wait I think you already said that, but it deserves 2 places on the list)
8. They are all about trying to make you feel better until the first opportunity they have to make you look bad. (but that could probably also fall into number 5)
I just found your blog and I think I love you.
december 3rd – normally i’d say it’s too soon to know that, but i feel the connection between us is undeniable!
jen – aw shucks. thanks for loving me in spite of my hatred toward our gender! i knew you’d understand.
sarah – welcome! it WILL go on for eternity. although in my defense, i don’t hate them unless they hate me first for some unwarranted reason. i like to think i’m the bigger person here.
Kori – welcome! UGH. don’t get me started. that was the story of my life in high school. i had no choice but to be thrown into the wolfs den of male friendships. i’m a victim, really.
Yes, the overabundance of estrogen does get a little much. I completely agree with you regarding the kind of crazy some women have that drives me over the edge. And, as you said, this is about having fun and a little joke. Needing to take things way too personally tends to be fairly gender specific. The pettiness is like nails on a chalkboard.
Well, I heart you, and not in some creepy, online stalker, lesbian kind of way, either. The vents are good and they made me laugh.
Ahhh…Women hating on women…it could go on for eternity. I find the funniest thing that women all suck, we all know we do (mostly) and we keep on keepin’ on like women do.
i can’t even tell you how much i hate number 3. it drives me nuts. remember when you had a life separate from your boyfriend, ladies? yeah, i don’t either.
I’m with you. But you wouldn’t hate me. But we could hate women together. Could be fun. Except I think I might be dying from an aortic aneurysm at the moment. Hate on for me please.
hahaha V. We would definitely be united in our hate. it would only make us stronger. please don’t die. not before i meet you at least.
mama- i know, right?! can i get a break here? PLEASE ADOPT ME!!!
violet – psssh.. you can’t possibly heart me as much as i heart u.
Why oh why would someone read your blog and take it seriously? How is that possible? I love how you tell the truth with your perfect brand of sarcasm. You are a woman (right?) but I love you. I always wanna give you a hug and then begin adoption proceedings. Oh, you have parents who love you. I could be your creepy stalker aunt. There. done.
Yeah I have the same question as someone above…watch your mouth? haha. Where DID that come from? Talk about stalking. 😉 Is it gonna happen again?
Dearest I dwell in darkness without you,
You know already know that i like to stay out of crazy girl paranoia land as much as you do. Thank god we both reside in the township of saying-exactly-what-we-think.
My heart aches that we do not live in the same state.
Yours,
The other half of your female acoustic non-lesbian playing coffee shop duo
dearest last living hope of finding true love,
speaking of non-lesbian acoustic coffee shop playing females, ISN’T IT IRONIC that given how much i hate women and they hate me, the love of my life turns out to be none other than yourself.
ironically yours,
blunt
I heart you.
Blunty,
these women have fallen for the ‘it’s cool to be a feminist beeyotch and vote for liberal democrats even though I don’t know what they stand for (oops…got carried away there…that’s my issue!)’ line that they learned in college.
Either that, or they got stuck in the adolescent development phase we all struggled through known as ‘pain in the ass-y-ness’. (For “normal” girls, ages 12-15.)
Unfortunately, some women get stuck and stay this way into old age. It’s ugly. Beyond ugly. It’s FUGLY.
The women I love are artistic, confident, can hold an intelligent conversation, and know what the word ‘forgiveness’ means.
But dude, it’s perfect comedy that the ones giving irate comments are proving your point for you!
Oh, how some people seem to be born without a sense of humor. Or smell. But that’s for another post.
jen (pinky) – i love your rants. and your views. they are welcome here for as long as i shall live. i agree though, there is nothing better than a confident, sophisticated woman who refuses to get caught up in all this B.S. amen. move here.
p.s. you are all welcome in my non-lesbian coffee shop anytime.
hehe. watch your mouth.
I like Lola’s poetic ways.
here non-lesbian acoustic playing coffee shop attachment to you.
You seem to have that effect on us.
But we’re not gay.
Not that there’s anything wrong with that….
I just want to know when women are going to stop PRETENDING they don’t like sex! Even to the point of, like, FAKING falling asleep on me so that the pent-up ANIMAL passion doesn’t show! Think I’m falling for that, ladies? HA! It’s happened TOO many times for me not to detect a conspiracy!!!
tim – ah. you. are. ridiculous. i love it.
kevo – i heart you. and please don’t say dudes are the new chicks. it relinquishes my hope in humanity.
danielle – no need for words.
skye – i was wondering that myself. it seems that most (anonymouses not included) of my female readers see my views and agree with them. all in all, they seem pretty awesome. the kind of people i’d like to chill with on a regular basis. it makes me wonder, are we all secretly men?!
For the record Anon who wrote that comment on the other blog about Brit, she hates men too…at least this man b/c I tend to point out things like:
Brit how come you are the purveyor of this blog yet you dont’ have an avatar yourself.
@ Bearman:
of course i have an avatar. it only works when used in conjunction with my email, obviously. so unless i fill out this form like you guys do every time it won’t show up. i respond to my comments from the admin panel. thats why my dear.
but for some reason it won’t show up generic ones for people like it used to…. not sure what’s wrong
dudes are the new chicks.
i like your concept of “normal people” and their complete opposition to nut cases like “anonymous”.
Oh. I wish I could tell you why I agree so much. I an not right now! Just know that I FEEL YoUR PAIN! and lOVE you!
Oh girl, I do love your “Why I hate Women” posts, they make me laugh because I feel exactly as you do! Why is it though, I can only find other normal women here in the world of blogs? Why can’t I seem to find them in real life? Are we really so few and far between that we are so hard to find? Do you have answers to my questions? Can I come up with more questions that will just make you go “Huh!?!”? The answer to the last one, probably not! 😀
Cheers
Hey to heck with them they cant take a joke…I dont understand folks that write rude comments like that…oh okay let me stop blogging uhh noo…..some women are just content so they have to dump on someone..good on ya for staying above it….zman sends
I’m pretty sure the women who hated on your post trash each other 50 million times more than you do for no good reason. When will they realize that nobody cares?
Women also make the worst bullies. Just throwing that out there.
Holy feck, so true. And how bout, hey chicks, don’t take shit so freaking personally! Guess what, it’s not all about you! (I mean, it IS all about me, but you know what I mean;)
I don’t hate ALL women…just the stupid ones. And the bitchy ones. And the ones who talk really loud on their cell phones in the grocery store.
I hate women so much that I walk around randomly bashing their faces in. Not really, but sometimes I want to – especially those that take someone’s humor, wit and intelligence and claim it to be “sexist and idioctic” without truly “getting it,” if you know what I mean. As a gender, women tend to take themselves too seriously. People like you are here to knock them into place.
sherri – my heart beats for you.
truly, i believe this is the beginning of a wonderful, non catty, womanly friendship.
Hey pretty lady, I think you should come to the city Friday night!! Details over at my blog. Would be an absolute blast!
This was entertaining, as always. I can relate your humor and sarcasm! I know a few women who hate women in the same sense. LOL.
Phewf! Is it just me or is it hot in here?
Anyway.
I’m with you. Women are mean, or at least can be. It’s a survival instinct, I guess, only we’re really much too good at the game. Seriously, even dudes aren’t as survivor-programmed as chicks are.
Writing about woman-hate is a slippery slope and I like that you didn’t back down or apologize to all the “sensitive chicks” who really just need to loosen up.
I know this post of yours is a month old or whatever, which is like, five years old in blogyears, but I really wanted to comment. I like your style.
I just found your blog today and I am so glad I did. I hate women too, well some.. but I hate men too.. but I don’t hate people.. whatever that means..
I was searching for a blog or something about hating working for women or just problems with women in general and I stumbled upon yours. I really understand what you’re saying and appreciate how eloquently you put it. I decided about two years ago (after I was let go from my last job — a company with all women partners) that I never wanted to work for women again. They are the worst. I’m sure some are great (the majority probably) and I’ve just had the poor misfortune of working for about five really terrible female bosses in my short time in the real world. One I even dub Satan because she was such a complete bitch. Every Wednesday she would bring me in to her office and break down and cry in front of me and tell me the ways that I was ruining her life. Relax. It’s just a fax or (insert other useless piece of crap here). They take everything so damn seriously and it’s like they have to be in complete control and micromanage and every little thing is always the biggest f-ing deal even though it’s not. Ugh. I hate it. So anyway, thanks for this blog. It’s really great to be able to get that off my chest. Keep up the great work!
You are hilarious! No, really… freaking funny. Whoever reads this and takes some kind of deserving offense is just clueless. The biggest problems I’ve had in the past 10 years have been because of crazy chicks! Jealousy, misunderstandings, feelings of entitlement and that awful need to always prove yourself a little better, a little prettier, a little richer and so on… ugh. I just worked things out with a woman at work after she apologized profusely for making my life a living hell for a while. Well… attempting to make my life a living hell. I did a pretty good job at putting her in her place and thus she honestly apologized but my goodness, what an unnecessary bundle of stress!!!
Holy F chick. You are my hero. I work with all men and after a night out with some girls the other weekend I reminded myself how much easier my life is because I work with only men. I always tell the guys that I am incredibly grateful to be a heterosexual female. Because I would never want to f#@king date a woman. They are psycho.
LOVE your blog.
Women don’t know what they really want. You could be doing everything right( career,money, great physical appearance) and still be single. The fact is i’ve never dated a woman and im pretty decent looking. Maybe im just very picky but let’s face it compromises i don’t do with women and food. It either tastes good or not. Just do what Patrick Bateman does run down the hallway with a chainsaw naked:)lol
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I hate women! They stand in the way of men being successful. Even the ‘intelligent ones’ are not as smart as average men. They try to latch on to a guy like me that looks like he’s worth a shit. They can’t fend for themselves. They sabotage men against eachother. They sabotage women against eachother. If theyre not paid attention to, oh man.. That’s when the real fun starts!! Especially the cuter ones that are used to sad saps waiting on them hand and foot. I’m in my mid twenties now (yikes) and am surely going somewhere in life and I have women throwing themselves at me everywhere I go (College, the gym, stores, anywhere!).. This wasnt prevelant when I was younger and just an average guy. Chicks wouldn’t give me the time of day, atleast not the ones I wanted it from. And if they did, they would just use me as the back-up plan guy. So congrats to all you selfish kunts that mistreated me (and I’m sure millions of dudes around the world) when we still had hope for having positive relationships with women. I don’t go out of my way to play girls, too busy for that… But with summer here and more free time on my hands, I think I will add a couple horses to my stable, fuck em for three weeks, then drop them like a bad habit! Fuck em!
Mid-twenties & already so wise. I am 52, if I knew then… Know that you have hit the nail square on target. I have never met a woman who is different than what you describe. Never ever, because they do not exist. Use them & leave them, not one of them is worth knowing. Live long & have fun. You know the truth.
“positive relationships with women” is a delusional lie. The cunts chasing you now simply want to get inseminated, so use protection this summer. Actually, get a vasectomy after making some deposits at a sperm bank. You could enjoy great sex from crazy bitches all trying to entrap you into a marriage. That would be the life!
oh and ten bux says you dont have the balls to publish my post…
I’ve never done this before. Meaning i’ve never typed some bullshit on a bullshit blog-webpage-whatever-the-fuck-this is. I googled ‘I hate women’. More because that’s what I was thinking (thought to fingers) than anything else. Then I found this and started reading. I loved it.
I don’t know who you are, but if you’re a woman, well, right now, I hate your fucking guts. Women are far more barbaric than men. Far more manipulative, controlling, dishonest, deceptive and game-playing in every regard… not to mention straight up psychotic, nut-job, freakshows. Feminist’s? Dated one for five years. A Swede. Beautiful, smart and cold as ice. Just the way I like ’em. Like Nico with a brain. Back then, oh boy, I was all for ‘equality’ all for it!! I put it on my toast for breakfast. Just like the good pseudo-liberal, NPR listening, socially ‘liberal’, volvo driving pussy I was. “Well, of course i think it’s horrible that women don’t make as much money as men!”. I used to believe that kind of shit. Then i figured out the truth. All romantic relationships are about POWER. All women want POWER and all the women i’ve ever dated are FAR fucking crazier than I am (and I am NOT the picture of perfect mental health). I used to think it was me though. Oh, ‘if i just worked on myself more i’d be a better boyfriend’. Bullshit, bullshit, three times bullshit!
Most men, most men I know (minus one) are married to cunts and most men I’ve ever known want one simple thing from women; and that, very simply, is to fucking GET ALONG. But this is not how women are wired. They want war. They want control. They want power. They want drama. They want to be RIGHT about everything. Ok, I fucking hate them. I’ve dated all types and all types are essentially the same.They are fucking evil. They are schemers. They are planners. Plan, plan, plan!! Babies, homes, cars, plans!! Let’s make plans!!! As long as I get what I want!!
Ok, I feel like a retard typing all of this, but i needed to do it. I could go on vomiting for pages but I won’t.
Now, leave me alone. I hate the internet.
fb – couldn’t agree more.
and yes, I’m a woman.
….and another thing (now that I’ve crossed this cyber bridge of absurdity) you’re a very good writer. You’re nuts and a total contradiction but at least you’re up front about it. You’ve got balls. You’re honest. Rare.
It was cathartic to rant. Usually i pay a third-rate therapist to listen to me say those types of things. I don’t think i could find an english speaking one in this part of the world. I miss that about the US. Community clinics (and the sliding-fee). It’ goes like this; “Here’s my money, now please listen to me spew out a lifetime of quietly pent-up rage (half of which is directed towards woman) then you do your predictable socratic dialouge/psychiatry thing and I’ll feign a mini-revelation to make you feel like you’re helping me”. Something like; “You know, I never thought of it that way! I think i should be kinder to myself! Who am I really angry at? Good question… well, I’m angry at myself of course! Thanks!”. It’s a fair trade. Therapy is a good arrangement for an introvert people (even close friends) mistakenly describe as being ‘laid-back’.
Anyway, whatever. I hope you’re making some kind of living from this.
@ blunt delivery:
Damn straight talking, this is an awesome blog! One thing I’ve noticed as a not so young (but still single) man is that the behaviour described is common among women from Britain, the US, Autralia and Canada (in my limited experience). I’ve dated French girls, Spanish and Italian girls and they are so very different, they behave like adults! I wonder if it’s some kind of expectation of Disney-like happiness that makes girls from wealthy acquisitive materialistic societies so bitter? Or being told over and over they’re a Little Princess by their dodgy fathers? Anyhoo, western women treat their sorority far worse than men so I sympathise with any grown up mature woman adrift in a squall of spoilt entitled crazies.