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style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Comic Sans MS'">Joan likes men qua men.
What the devil does she know about a real man? And, why do I always seem to get
dragged into other people arguments? True as charged though; there is a shortage
of real men (more alarmingly, a shortage of Euro-American males). Men are
increasingly being cowed by radical feministswithout putting up so mach as a
fight. These whacko feminists are </SPAN><SPAN
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</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Comic Sans MS'">the women and
feminizing the men. <SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </SPAN>Is a true equal
society one in which gender lines are blurred? Hardly.. We are in trouble,
folks. Some semblance of traditional order must be restored, one where a
difference in sexes and their respective roles are valued, celebrated, and
understood. Women shouldn't hold authoritative places within society; they are
the weak sex. True as well, men have an obligation to watch out for their female
counterparts-- protect and provide for them. Men and women are different,
biologically, physiologically, emotionally, etc...and each have equally
important roles in society. However, these roles are different. I would rather a
woman have my baby; but, then again, I'd prefer a man alongside me in battle.
The demasculinization of men, in my opinion, is another reason for our Nation
losing the will to protect itself. Men used to be masculine; now theyre
sniveling crybabies that get their eyebrows waxed and nails done; theyre
metro-sexuals, uber-sexuals, homosexuals, bisexuals, transsexuals, etc
Men cry?
What? I havent cried in 34 years. Its a sign of weakness. Point is, men arent
what they used to be
and this is a detriment to our society.
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style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Comic Sans MS'">Speaking of women...oh,
but we weren't..., I like real women, not trash mouthed, sailor-talking,
machete-tongued, feminazis. <o:p></o:p></SPAN></P>
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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN
style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Comic Sans MS'">Finally, a Letterman (Im
beginning to abhor that man) monologue joke from the 80s, I think:</SPAN></P>
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style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Comic Sans MS'">A womans place is the
home
and she should go there after she gets off work. Funny, a glib
recitation of that very joke got me in hot water at a local university not long
ago...</SPAN></P>
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could be a time and place for a real man to cry
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<A title=joanopyr@moscow.com href="mailto:joanopyr@moscow.com">Joan Opyr</A>
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<DIV style="FONT: 10pt arial"><B>To:</B> <A title=vision2020@moscow.com
href="mailto:vision2020@moscow.com">Vision2020 Moscow</A> </DIV>
<DIV style="FONT: 10pt arial"><B>Sent:</B> Saturday, May 13, 2006 10:52
PM</DIV>
<DIV style="FONT: 10pt arial"><B>Subject:</B> [Spam] Re: [Vision2020] Joan:
not at all dangerous</DIV>
<DIV><BR></DIV>On May 13, 2006, at 6:53 AM, keely emerinemix wrote:<BR><BR>
<BLOCKQUOTE>Perhaps you noticed, Tony, that Joan's threat was conditioned on
Heirdoug's ever referring to her children in any way in any public forum, a
privilege he most certainly does not have and yet one he has a tendency to
assume. Your concern is for protecting Doug's genitals; hers is for
protecting her children. Let's hope they're both safe so you can get back to
obsessing about whatever it is that gets you going today.<BR><BR>By the way,
Joan is not "man-hating." She's quite fond of my husband, and I applaud any
friendship between my man and anyone who can discuss with him the peculiar
joys of the Honda 70 series trail bike, which relieves me from ever having
to repeat the embarrassment of assuming that the "70" refers to the year in
which it was built.<BR><BR>Thank you, Joan. And Tony, it's time to go wipe
the foam from your mouth . . .<BR><BR>keely<BR></BLOCKQUOTE><BR>Thank you,
Keely and Chasuk, for your eloquent defenses. As you can imagine, I don't give
rat's fanny what Tony Simpson thinks; I care very much what you do. I only
want to add a couple of observations to what you've already said. First and
most important, you will note that I never make derogatory statements about
the wives or children of Doug Farris, Dale Courtney, or Ed Cooper Swan. They
are not part of our "conversations." I find such references to my own minor
children deeply offensive. DF, DC, and ECS know this, of course, but they have
no shame -- a consequence, I think, of their collective lack of maturity.
<BR><BR>Doug Wilson has written a book called 'Future Men.' Perhaps some of
you are familiar with it? I've come to believe that there's an unintended
double entendre in that title. In my lengthy experience with the male members
of the Kirk, all of the men are future men. There's a sad lack of men, real
adult men, in the here and now. In the rarified atmosphere Wilson's Neverland,
men play-act at being Oxford dons, or seminary students, or professors, poets,
philosophers, theologians, great writers and great thinkers and, worst of all,
jolly Victorian patriarchs. They lay claim to authority and status, respect
and power that they have not earned and do not deserve. They lay claim to
omniscience. There is nothing that they do not pretend to know and know well,
and they speak with all the blustering inerrancy of the precocious 14-year
old. Back when Doug Wilson started Logos School, he advertised a full
classical curriculum. At the time, he was taking Latin 101 at the University
of Idaho. This qualified him to teach Latin? Of course! Because Doug wanted to
teach Latin, by God, he was qualified to teach Latin. We should consider
ourselves lucky he didn't settle on brain surgery. Or amateur
gynecology.<BR><BR>I like men qua men; I always have. But when I say that, I
mean that I like grown-up men. I like men who are secure in themselves; men
who are secure in the knowledge that recognizing women as equals is not a
threat to their own masculinity. Being a feminist is not about hating men;
it's about respecting women. Being a lesbian is not about hating men; it's
about preferring women as sexual and life partners. I count among my closest
friends equal numbers of men and women. I love my father-in-law, Don Huskey.
He has taught me more about what it means to be a strong man and a good parent
than I could fit into a ten-volume encyclopedia. He's a former Marine Corps
captain and the first male feminist I ever had the privilege of meeting. (I've
met many more since.) My brothers-in-law Johnny, Micah, and Lew are fine men,
terrific fathers, and close friends. I enjoy their company. We share the same
interests and hobbies. (And, yes, we all laugh at fart jokes). <BR><BR>Keely's
husband, Jeff, is a kind and gentle man with tremendous inner strength. It
emanates from him in waves. I wouldn't hesitate to call on him in times of
trouble. I have remained very close to my high school "boyfriends," Brian and
Dave and Boris. Brother Carl Westberg is the brother I never had. I don't
hesitate to say that I adore him, or that he is one of the finest men I have
ever known. It is my honor to call him friend. (Because he's Scandinavian,
he'll be embarrassed to death when he reads this. Sorry, Carl, but it's the
truth. You are a stellar man.)<BR><BR>The epigram at the beginning of my book
is an old saying of my grandfather's: Everything turns from sugar to shit. I
can't express what my grandfather mean to me. He and I spent thirty-six years
locked together in a mutual admiration society. I thought he was the end-all,
be-all, and he thought I was the bee's knees. It was Ranny Watkins who taught
me to stand up to bullies; to protect my children; and to fight like hell for
them. I make no apologies for that. When I say to Doug Farris, "You may go
this far but no farther," I mean it. His dismemberment may only be figurative;
it will be verbal, not literal. But it will be a dismemberment. I have a
tongue like a machete and the will to use it. Do not tempt me.<BR><BR>A few
days ago, I emailed Doug Farris privately. In light of Tony's juvenile
frothing, I will now share that email with the list. You'll find it below my
signature. Make of it what you will. It sums up my sentiments
exactly.<BR><BR>Joan Opyr/Auntie Establishment<BR>www.joanopyr.com<?fontfamily><?param Helvetica><?smaller><BR><?/smaller><?/fontfamily><BR>From:
Joan Opyr<BR>To: Doug Farris<BR>Subject: The root of your
bitterness<BR><BR>What kids, Doug? The kids I love. The kids I care for. The
kids for whom I've been saving for college since the day they were born. The
kids who know me as a devoted stay-at-home mom. The children of my heart and
my soul. There's more to family than biology, Doug. Much, much more. I'm sorry
that you seem incapable of understanding that. I'm sorry that you find it
appropriate or even funny to be cruel to minor children who have never and
would never do you or your children any harm. I'm sorry you have so little in
common with the Christ you say you worship.<BR><BR>I'm going to leave you
alone now, Doug. In truth, I feel sorry for you. Your world is so sadly small
and circumscribed. You seem to know nothing of charity, of generosity, or of
kindness. You seem to know nothing of love. You must feel so insecure, so
alone, and so fundamentally empty. Kicking you is like kicking the air. You're
a high wind with nothing to blow.<BR><BR>I'm doing you a mitzvah, Doug. I'm
forgiving you. And now, I'll forget you.<BR><BR>Shalom,<BR>Joan<?fontfamily><?param Helvetica><?smaller><BR><?/smaller><?/fontfamily>
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