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Mining The Comments For Gold

Every now and again, an old post gets an hilarious comment. These two (scroll down or click here and here) popped up yesterday despite the original post being months old. The girl who posted them (same author) is a walking cliché right down to admitting being an entitlement princess.

The comments have it all (in no particular order):

  • Rationalization hamster frenzy
  • Empowered and fulfilling singlehood
  • Political correctness
  • Shaming language
  • Self-pedastalization
  • Never settling
  • Projection
  • Attention whoring
  • Snowflaking
  • Logical fallacies out the wazoo

It’s like these comments were generated by a software program. Enter the politically correct and feminist-oriented memes, set the language and personality parameters, click the Create button, and out comes a fresh comment for posting on a blog like mine.

How do these people find me?

Read and be amused:

First Comment

Neither my youth nor my beauty are gone; in fact, they’re better than they ever were, and I was born in the mid-1960s. Not a single wrinkle on my face, and the way I’m avoiding the sun, there aren’t likely to be any anytime soon.You are promoting a load of crap because you want to be the one with the power. What you don’t get is that power has nothing to do with gender. It comes from within. A powerful person is someone whose happiness and sense of meaning are not dependent on another person or being in a relationship. And not everything is about biology and fertility. As a free spirit, I don’t want kids. I love being the kids, and I have no intention of changing that.

And what’s with all this “waiting for death” nonsense? I’m working on careers in acting and writing; I’ve recently started pursuing astronomy as a serious interest, and I’ve got more exciting irons in the fire creatively than I can count. So yes, I am and am proud to be, an entitlement princess. I deserve a prince. I don’t need to settle. I can happily be single for life and never run out of joyous things to do. That means I can say no to plenty of guys who want to put me down and tell me I need to settle, that my beauty is fading, etc. The result is the “leverage” they think they have isn’t there.

Your whole “big flip” fiction is that you want women to be needy, to be so desperate for a relationship they’ll fawn all over you. What you can’t stand is that for many of us, a relationship might be cool, but our lives are no less full without one. I have every advantage in this world, and I look to my future as a six-year-old would, with every possible door and opportunity open to me. And why shouldn’t I, when lifespans on both sides of my family routinely go well into the 90s?

Second Comment:

“At our age???” You are obsessed with age, plain and simple.

To some of us, age literally means nothing. Zero. Zip. Nada.

I’m single because I want to be, because I love it. I don’t particularly want a partner. If a guy is going to even have a chance with me, the burden is on him to show why I need him at all. And if he plays the age card, well, that’s why God invented doors.

As an astronomer, I would rather spend my nights with a telescope seeking to discover a new planet than with some desperate guy.

All that beer is a turn off too. You should really consider going to AA.

Fish. Barrel. Gun. I’ve bold faced the fun bits.

To the commenter, Plutogirl:

You’re in the Manosphere now. It’s a place where men share truths about gender behavior and ignore the political correctness. We’ve pulled back the curtain to see the social pathologies that girls like you are encouraging. We simply laugh, hoist our beer, and sing a jolly tune to honor spinsterhood and the sad decline of our society.

And given all your clichés, we’ve switched to champagne and we’re all pretty drunk. You’re an astronomer? Good for you. Go make us a sammich.

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128 thoughts on “Mining The Comments For Gold

  1. Hey, if I inspired your creativity, cool. That doesn’t change the fact that what you call “truths” are nothing more than your own opinions. Haven’t you ever heard of “different strokes for different folks?” I’m just a female version of Rhett Butler–not the marrying kind. Marriage really isn’t for everyone.

    As a writer, I can tell you that “spinsterhood” is an archaic, 19th century word. I am a happy bachelorette. That’s the word we 21st century women use.

    Now, about your comments. Since I don’t share your lingo, I have no idea what a “hamster frenzy” is. The term is not in normal dictionaries, and it never came up in my astronomy classes or in my acting training. I’m not familiar with the term “snowflaking” either. You guys have your own language, and I don’t have a universal translator.

    Empowered and fulfilling singlehood? You betcha. I’ve chosen to stay single because I’m a freedom nut. Why are you guys so desperate to be needed?

    Shaming language? Only for those who presume to know what all women want and that all women want the same thing. Guess what: we don’t. The thought of wearing a bridal gown in any context other than a play, film, or modeling gig sends me racing to the hills and screaming all the way.

    I’m not projecting my feelings on anyone else, just say this is the reality of how I feel, and I have no reason to be ashamed of it.

    Self-pedastalization and never settling? You betcha. I’m worth it. I AM a princess, in every sense of the word.

    Attention whoring? Guilty as charged. I love the spotlight, and not four months ago, said a happy good riddance to a guy who was jealous of that. Pursuit of stardom comes first for me.

    Don’t believe that everything is NOT about biology and fertility? Think every woman wants a kid? You would be wrong. Are you familiar with the number seven billion? That’s how many human beings are on Earth today. If every one of them reproduced, the world would quickly run out of food, water, room, and basic necessities for everyone. The maximum carrying capacity of our already strained and overpopulated planet is somewhere between ten and twelve billion. Those of us who choose not to have kids are actually doing others a favor by doing our part to keep those numbers under control.

    I want to live like a five-year-old, and I do. Kids don’t need partners, so why should I? Why should I be saddled with the responsibility for the well being of another person, mortgage payments, life insurance, saving for college, etc.? Just put the handcuffs on and drag me off to prison because that’s my truth about what “settling” means to me.

    Want to know how I found your site? A fluke. I was doing a Google search for “princess lessons.” Yes, I want and deserve the same princess lessons Schmate Middleton is getting. You had the words “entitlement princess” as your headline, so your site came up. When I saw the same old “age, age age” drivel, I had to comment. I happen to be one of the most outspoken advocate for the single lifestyle as a totally acceptable alternative to traditional marriage.

    If you want to drink away your liver, go ahead. I don’t make sandwiches. If you want to learn about our solar system or experience some real wonder by looking at gorgeous objects like Saturn or the Pleaides cluster through a telescope, I’d be happy to share. Meanwhile, all I can think of is discovering that still undiscovered planet far out in the Kuiper Belt.

    • The rich man doesn’t have to tell you he’s rich.

    • Pluto: if your life is so awesomely awesome, then:

      1. Why are you writing here, demanding that men recognize and celebrate how awsomely awesome you are; and

      2. Why do you write about how awesome your life is, instead of live your awesome life?

      If you’re looking for converts or “you go, grrrl” here, you’ve come to the wrong place. We deal in facts here.

      The facts are that women’s attractiveness declines after about age 30. Sounds you’ve smacked up against the Wall quite a while ago. All your rationalizing doesn’t avoid these facts.

      • The answer: I have a weakness. As a writer, I always need to present the other side in response to reading what I view as a biased article. I am living my life, but that doesn’t mean I can’t take a couple of minutes here and there to object to any characterization of singlehood by choice as somehow less desirable than marriage. It’s all about fairness and giving voice to both sides.

      • Because she’s lonely and empty.

      • Well, she’s got Pluto.

    • “I was doing a Google search for “princess lessons.” Yes, I want and deserve the same princess lessons Schmate Middleton is getting.”

      Save your money. You don’t need any princess lessons, you’re a natural.

    • “I want to live like five year old and I do” – this from a woman with three degrees! Wow keep it coming – it just gets better and better. You go Grrrl.

    • Thanks for providing an easy link to your Facebook page so we can determine if you’re really at the height of your attractiveness like you claim. A little photographic evidence:

      Jury, have we reached a verdict? We have, your honor! Butt-ugly! If this is the peak, I’d hate to see the valley.

      The castrated professor standing next to you looks like he has PTSD. Luckily you’re into astronomy because you have a moon face. *Barf*

  2. gabriel on said:

    I want to live like a five-year-old, and I do. Kids don’t need partners, so why should I?

    Obviously, you need PARENTS (the spanking kind), otherwise you’ll be the first 90 years old teen.

    Priceless.

    • Spanking is child abuse, and anyone who does it should go to jail. In addition to family, I have lots of friends, some of whom love acting as “surrogate parents” to me. My personal manager is essentially a “surrogate stage mom.” I always wanted a stage mom, and now I have one.

      Yeah, I will be a 90+ teen though not necessarily the first one. Zsa Zsa Gabor wants a baby at 95, so she may get there first. But I give you an outstanding invitation to come visit me on May 1, 2079, when I, wearing a romper and my red hair in pigtails, will host a party to to observe the total solar eclipse that will take place on that day. Watch me jump up and down in ecstasy as the eclipse reaches totality.

      • People who are that opposed to spanking are almost never parents.

        And if you aren’t a parent, your opinion doesn’t count.

        In fact, you’ve self-selected yourself out of the gene pool. Evolutionarily speaking, you’re a dead end. It doesn’t matter how smart and self-fulfilled you are, if you don’t pass your genes along to your kids, all of your talents and such are wasted.

  3. Hey Private Man – seems like that Plutogirl fancies you – I’ll send her a box of Kleenex.

  4. Ricardo di Matteo on said:

    I love Plutogirl!

  5. Plutogirl? How about Jupiterhead?

    Fitting she chose that “planet”, because it is no longer considered a planet. Similar to her, as she is finding she is finding she is no longer sexually relevant.

    Plutogirl might check for the Mizar double, but she will never understand a Hertzberg-Rusell diagram. She’s that flaky.

    • Pluto IS a planet. Getting the world to recognize this and to understand that the controversial vote by four percent of the IAU, most of whom are not planetary scientists, represents nothing more than one interpretation rather than reality, is my main focus in life right now. FYI, an equal number of professional astronomers signed a formal petition rejecting the demotion.

      Too bad for you, I got an A in the astronomy class where we studied the Herzsprung Russell Diagram.

      How about you guys write up a comprehensive description of what takes place during a supernova?

      • Its when a sun starts fusing Helium into heavier elements. Duh.

        Pluto is NOT a planet. It is a planetoid in the Kuiper belt, and that is all that it DESERVES to be. Now make me a sammich!

      • Pluto is BOTH a planet and a Kuiper Belt Object. Planet tells us what it is while Kuiper Belt Object tells us where it is. It is not a planetoid; that word is a synonym for an asteroid. Asteroids are small, shapeless space rocks not large enough to be squeezed into a round shape by their own gravity. Pluto is rounded by its gravity, which is why, according to the equally legitimate geophysical planet definition, it is a planet. Instead of just repeating what you read or hear from others, try doing some research into this issue. You’ll find things are not quite as simple as many people think.

      • Speaking of planets and mass, this heffer has a gravity well deep than the grand canyon

  6. From her site…

    “I have a BA in Journalism from Rutgers University, an MA in Middle East Studies from Harvard University, and an MEd in English Education from Rutgers Graduate School of Education.”

    That is quite a juxtaposition of worthless degrees. She’s either got rich parents or a hell of a lot of debt. I dont think her Pluto book is goona be a best seller. A lot of cats and telescopes in her house.

    • I don’t have a pet, but what is this prejudice against cats? Do you have any idea how many dogs and cats are abandoned and taken to shelters where they are put to sleep if not adopted within a week? Why is saving the life of an animal and caring for an animal companion a negative thing? This anti-cat sentiment is starting to sound a lot like a modern version of the medieval witch hunts. Is a woman with a cat too witchy for you?

      What makes a degree worthless? Didn’t some Hollywood actress major in French literature? Is her degree worthless too? If not, how do you justify the double standard?

      Any degree that develops critical thinking and gets the brain active is worthwhile and meaningful. I happen to love degrees. I would much rather get a Masters in astronomy than get married. I don’t expect you to buy my Pluto book, but Pluto is a popular subject, and I’ve already got a waiting list for copies of it. It’s a niche market, meaning it’s meant to appeal to a very specific audience.

      Maybe I’m just rich from being a scream queen. Though I have nowhere near all the telescopes you think I have, which is partly why I belong to an astronomy club. Of course, if anyone wants to buy this princess a fancy new telescope with all the bells and whistles, it would be most appreciated. 🙂

      • Firstly, as a witch I resent the crap about women and “too witchy”. It has nothing to do with witchy.

        The cat thing comes from the fact that the nearly-inevitable phase of a single woman’s life when she realizes (or doesn’t, sometimes) that her sexual capital has all but expired, and that her chances of reproducing with Prince Charming are pretty much hopeless, she decides to pour out all of that untapped maternal energy on a pet, usually a cat (or cats). That way she can get the affection she needs, she can “feel needed” and “feel desired”, etc. from the cat rather than try to deal with her own BS and why she hasn’t been able to find a man willing to marry her.

        Has nothing to do with being a witch. It has everything to do with spinsterhood. And your open sense of entitlement has pretty much sentenced you to that. And you can substitute “telescope” for “cat” at any time.

  7. Like a grain of sand..... on said:

    @Plutogirl:

    You know what, I read some of your blog and I bet you could be a great companion to share a bottle of rioja with while gazing up at the stars. However, assuming your comments are true, stay single. If being alone makes you happy, then godspeed.

    No need to complain here. You’ve got all you need in (love) life, right?

    Me, I don’t mind “settling”. My girlfriend isn’t 25 lbs underweight, hasn’t won any Nobel prizes, and has neither graced a catwalk nor a magazine cover. Could I get a woman that has done all that?

    Yeah, if I were a lot more like a certain Mr. Pitt, DiCaprio or Bieber. I’m not, but it hasn’t made me miserable. I’m happy and thankful for what I have, and I don’t think that makes me less of a man.

    Symbolically speaking, driving a Ford Taurus and eating a chicken sandwich is not the same experience as driving a Lamborghini and eating beluga caviar, but you can get where you need to go and have something yummy in your tummy.

    You might wish that the Private Man gets run over by a freight train right now, but all he’s doing is advocating a little bit more humility in life.

    Take a step back and think about some of the advice given here. It’s time-tested and it might actually do you some good.

    • Contrary to what you think, I do not believe you are any less of a man, and I don’t wish Private Man gets run over by a train. I’m way too much of a peace and love hippie to wish harm on anyone. Instead, I wish some people would open their minds just a little and realize that different things make different people happy.

      I don’t know what you mean when you say “if you were a Mr. Pitt, DiCaprio, or Bieber.” Are you talking about acting talent or something else? Somehow, I think a PhD would have a better chance with the Nobel Prize winner than a Hollywood actor. People who are into ideas like to be with other people who are also into ideas and easily get bored with those who to them might be too mundane.

      I could not care less what type of car someone drives; the only thing that would really make an impression would be if he drives a hybrid or an environmentally friendly car. I don’t even buy into Private Man’s whole scheme of “alpha” and “beta” males.That’s his world, not mine. However, I don’t think putting women down and telling them they’re not so great and that they have to lower their expectations is the way to win them over.

      I’m single but not alone. I have an extended family and lots of great friends. This notion that being unmarried equals being alone or lonely is a fiction.

      If someone is genuinely interested in looking at the stars and exploring astronomy with me, I couldn’t care less if he is bald or has a slight belly or isn’t very tall. But if someone wants to put me down as “not good enough,” I’m outta there.

  8. johnnymilfquest on said:

    Privateman has the best trolls. I’m jealous.

    However, in all fairness to plutogirl, I don’t think there is anything wrong with “empowered and fulfilling singlehood” for either sex.

    Only the double standard attitude that spinsters are groovy and confirmed batchelors are “Peter Pans” is repulsive.

    I don’t endorse shaming language for anyone’s lifestyle decisions, provided they are happy with the consequences of them.

    • I think both male and female Peter Pans are cool. No double standard here. Just think of Michael Jackson when he said, “I’m four.” People like us should not be made to take on responsibilities we cannot or do not want to handle. As for consequences, again, I emphasize, unmarried does not mean lonely or alone.

  9. Some men are happy and fullfilled playing WoW in their moms basement too… it’s called denial – or it’s called accepting your fate – Plutgirl is her amazingly fulfilling phallic symbol of a telescope – I hope it’s not too cold going in… if you’re happy, then go be happy. I have to agree with the above, why are here?

    • Why is it “denial” if a guy is happy playing WOW? I think it’s better if he’s aware of this and stays single than if he gives in to social pressure and gets married when he doesn’t really want that responsibility.

      And if he’s in his mom’s basement, so what? That means he’s saving energy and helping the planet, given that living in a separate apartment means heating, lighting, and air conditioning an entire second location, something that would tremendously increase his carbon footprint.

  10. just visiting on said:

    At least she’s self aware enough to have not put a husband and children through the meat grinder. Have to admit that the princess lessons made me wince.

  11. Ya Boy Matt on said:

    How many pairs of soaked panties have you had to change since you started posting here plutoattentionwhore?

  12. I’m ok with your rationalization complex. It only becomes a problem when a large population of women begin to adopt it.

    All the best!

    • Now you’re getting it. To each his or her own. Someone else may make very different choices than you, but as long as he or she is not hurting anyone, why should it be considered a problem?

      The one thing we don’t have to worry about is underpopulation because too many women choose acting or astronomy as their top priorities in life.

      • And those who do effectively make themselves non-entities by not reproducing. Sure, they’re sparing some poor child the cruel realities of the world . . . but in the meantime, stupid girls are reproducing like rabbits. So despite your hippy pretensions, by withdrawing from the gene pool you have made the world a cleaner, stupider place.

  13. “It’s funny how when a woman realizes that no man she wants will date her, she rationalizes all sorts of ways while singledom is awesome. And by funny I mean sad.”

    Except in my case, I haven’t found a man I want. Guess I’m too busy at night looking at the stars.

    • “I haven’t found a man I want” = No men want you

      • Uh, no, it doesn’t. It means I haven’t been looking because being in a relationship isn’t a priority for me. Your statement makes as much sense as an actor saying no director or show wants him/her but then adding that he/she has never sought out any auditions or acting opportunities. If an actor doesn’t audition, then performing is not a priority for him or her.

        Like I said, I’m much more interested in looking at the night sky and in looking for new planets rather than looking for some guy.

  14. LostSailor on said:

    The rationalization is strong with this one, Obi-wan. Hook that hamster wheel up to the power grid and America’s energy needs are solved, at least until the poor critter drops from exhaustion.

    You haven’t found a man you want? No, darlin’. You haven found a man desperate enough to put up with you. You’re desperately trying to fill that gaping void where the soothing contentment of the love and companionship of a good man should reside with a string of meaningless degrees and activities to keep the darkness at bay.

    Princess lessons? Wow. Just wow. Unless your name is Windsor, you’re only digging the hole deeper.

    But, honestly, good luck with it. Stick around, you might learn some truth.

    • What’s good for the goose is good for the gander. If the Middleton gal can take princess lessons, then so can I. FYI, her hubby’s name isn’t Windsor either. That’s the name the family adopted during World War I to hide their German heritage.

      There’s no hole and no void. You really can’t comprehend that some people have different wants and desires than you do. I don’t particularly want a guy. Even back in high school, when everyone else was into hooking up, I never cared about having a boyfriend. Too many other things were just way too interesting.

      Here’s some truth for you. Happiness, real happiness, comes from within, not from another person. It comes from doing the things you love. If you’re not fulfilled as an individual, having a partner will not magically give you that fulfillment.

      Love, companionship, and soothing contentment can come from many sources, including a supportive network of family and friends. I don’t want to have a regular job and become a suburban yuppie living a life of quiet desperation. I don’t want an “ordinary” life. I want excitement, thrill, new experiences, and no one making claims to my time and being jealous because the activities that make me happy are taking too much time away from him.

      I don’t need to keep darkness at bay either. Remember, astronomers love dark skies.

      My goal now is to have a genuine, credible voice in the planet debate and to get Pluto’s planet status reinstated. Then it’s to discover more planets in the outer solar system. Yes, these are my top priorities, and this is exactly the way I want things to be.

      Next time, pick on that Middleton chick instead. You want to look for someone “digging a hole,” try that entire family, all living as parasites off the hard-earned money of their taxpayers. It warms my heart to know that back in 1846, British screw ups lost the the English the chance to discover Neptune.

      • LostSailor on said:

        Ah, the undulating cry of the self-centered attention-whore. We’d need pressurized diving gear to plumb the depths of rationalization on display here. I suspect you’re even rating your own posts.

        Each long, rambling missive of self-justification only reinforces Privateman’s accurate list of your undesirable and unattractive traits in the OP.

        Aside from the cold fact that no man worth the name would want such a creature, none of your posts have come close to addressing a central question: what could you bring to a relationship that any man would want? I think the answer, should you provide one, will be instructive…

  15. Everything is actually about biology and fertility, and jugding by the fb photos you posted, your youth is long gone and whatever beauty you had left you 30 years/50 lbs ago, whichever came first.

    • I look like a kid, pigtails and all. My youth is all that I am. I don’t have any lines, wrinkles, or cellulite. No gray hair either. What century are you living in? Humanity can’t afford to have everything be about biology and fertility. Our planet is seriously overpopulated, and the situation is getting worse. We can’t afford to have everyone reproduce. I never wanted kids, so this “biological clock” thing never took with me. I want to be the kid, and kids shouldn’t have kids. That’s actually the responsible position.

  16. The lady doth protest too much.

    No woman gets more beautiful with age unless she was a sea cow that lost a ton of weight. Besides, it is men that judge looks, not women.

    These gals talk tough, but it is the tough stance and defensive tone that gives their game away.

    No truly hot 40-something would be trolling in the manosphere – she’d be out somewhere being wined and dined by the legions of dashing men that apparently desire her.

    Odds are she’s staring malevolently at her computer screen, shoveling down the Oreos.

    • No, it’s not the men that judge looks. It’s every individual who judges looks for themselves. Eye of the beholder and all that. If enough casting directors judge me as young enough or cute enough to play a role and be paid for it, that’s all I need.

      I’m not looking for the wining and dining. That would only distract me from astronomical observation. The only things I’ve been staring at tonight are Jupiter and Ice Hunters, a web site for finding Kuiper Belt Objects. No oreos in the house either.

      It’s just your bad luck that I accidentally came upon your site, which then activated my outrage at the medieval nonsense being spewed here. Most of the time I’m online, I’m writing about Pluto. But somebody had to repond to this crap you call “truth,” and you just got unlucky enough for it to be Plutogirl, the one person who never lets go.

      • The only problem with your “eye of the beholder” nonsense …
        is that men can come up with a consensus of what’s beautiful and what isn’t.
        Sure, there is a ranking of 1st, 2nd, 3rd …
        but those are the ones they consider beautiful – different degrees.

        Now, ugly on the other hand
        Men are pretty much united there. No ranking needed.

        So, it’s either Beautiful (1st, 2nd, 3rd). Or Ugly(no ranking for you!)

      • “The only problem with your “eye of the beholder” nonsense …
        is that men can come up with a consensus of what’s beautiful and what isn’t.”

        Uh, no, they can’t. Some like lots of makeup; others like the natural look. Some like skin and bones; others like Rubenesque. And that doesn’t even begin to address personality, common interests, kindness, etc.

        Biology favors diversity.

      • LostSailor on said:

        Mere details.

        Numerous studies have shown that female attractiveness for nearly all men falls within a narrow range of qualities naturally possessed by maybe 20% of the female population or less.

        It’s not that women falling outside of that range can’t successfully attract men, but they have to work at it. American women persist in pushing themselves out of that range by bloating themselves into obesity and deadening their souls with feminist claptrap, trying to rely on makeup and go-grrrll attitude to even the odds. It doesn’t work.

      • That range of female attractiveness is largely defined by culture. Study the changing conceptions of beauty over time, and you will discover how true this is.

        I am not obese. In fact, I can barely eat due to a digestive condition. At about 10 pounds less than in the 2008 photo, I am a normal and healthy size with normal blood pressure and cholesterol, as confirmed by my doctor. Yes, there are many obese women, as there are obese men, but putting curvy women in the same category is just plain wrong. Normal is a spectrum. Many men do not find skeletal women attractive. Some even like bigger women. I know several overweight women who are in very happy relationships.

        What about tattoos and piercings? Some men love them on women; others hate them. I don’t have any because I can’t stand pain. In one of the films I worked on this summer, I was the only person without a tattoo. One girl had a tat of a black widow spider complete with web on her upper arm. She proudly displayed it saying she got it as a celebration of her freedom when she and her ex-boyfriend broke up.

      • “I am a normal and healthy size with normal blood pressure and cholesterol, as confirmed by my doctor.”

        PG is at a healthy weight. We in the manosphere know what that means:

        size 14.

        Your are borderline obese, and a threat to your employers healthcare costs..

      • “Your are borderline obese, and a threat to your employers healthcare costs…”

        So you know better than my doctor. Your MD is from–where???

      • The pic says it all—you have a good sized gut. That’s not muscle, its fat. If you are not obese, you are close to it. You have let yourself go and become an american eyesore which will appear in news clips around the world when a news story about american obesity is shown.

        And you are size 14. Right?

      • LostSailor on said:

        Typically, you’ve taken general observations and spewed them back as “me, me ME!”

        Your next degree should be a Masters in Missing the Point.

        Your medical problems notwithstanding, even if you are down 10 lbs from that photo, you have another 30 to 40 to go and at least several months in the gym. By BMI measure, that photo shows you are definitely obese; the extra chins and flabby upper arms are a dead giveaway.

        It’s not about “healthy” weight, it’s about attractive weight, which is a function of BMI, fitness, and body proportions. You come back with the usual fat feminist BS shaming language about “skeletal” women being not attractive. Of course, by “skeletal” you really mean proper weight and muscle tone, which is not skeletal by any measure. Here, we all know that “curvy” just means fat.

        Obese is a range from grossly to just overly fat. The fat feminists have engaged in a long campaign to normalize their girth as “healthy” and “big is beautiful.” It’s not. That your doctor thinks you’re at a “healthy” weight means little more than you’re not going to collapse into a diabetic coma tomorrow. Congratulations.

        You know overweight women in happy relationships? Let us talk to their men and I’ll be we’ll get a different take on that. I’ll wager that when asked the simple question, the men would all be a great deal happier if their women weren’t “big, beautiful” hippos.

        Remember, hon, it’s not about you.

      • “The pic says it all—you have a good sized gut. That’s not muscle, its fat.”

        Oh, you mean the Halloween costume worn over jeans because it was freezing cold outside. It’s a cheapo costume, not haute couture. Why no comment on my pic with the fangs?

        “You have let yourself go and become an american eyesore which will appear in news clips around the world when a news story about american obesity is shown.”

        I’ve never “let myself go.” And when I appear in news clips around the world, it’s going to be about my book about Pluto. Since you’re not interested in Pluto or astronomy, you won’t be watching anyway.

        Neither too thin nor too fat are healthy for either gender. But there is a whole spectrum in between that is considered normal and that is healthy. I’ve always been in that range. Yes, I have a round baby face, typical for someone of Slavic origin. Round faces are the least likely to get wrinkles. My mom and my aunt have round faces and look way younger than they are.

        Standards of beauty definitely change. During the Renaissance, curvy (not fat) was considered the epitome of beauty, as can be seen from this painting of Venus, the goddess of love.

        Our culture has brainwashed people to believe in a very narrow, one size fits all standard of beauty. Given that most people cannot meet that standard, it plays right into the diet, cosmetics , and plastic surgery industries, which are making a fortune they would not otherwise make. You have no idea how many women in the acting world have had multiple plastic surgeries. I’m not going that route; I don’t want to be cut up.

        It’s really sad you can’t distinguish between a normal body and an obese one, given the latter is genuinely at risk for heart disease, stroke, etc. while the former is not. And I love the way you guys are so sure you know better than my doctors. Next time someone you know has cancer, tell them how much better off they would be if they allowed you to treat them instead of going to a real doctor.

        As for generalization, it does not make for a good argument. Generalization is what produces harmful prejudices and stereotypes by looking at large groups of people (or of animals, plants, planets, etc.) as being all the same while ignoring individual differences. In science, many generalizations have been assumed only to be proven wrong again and again. For example, until the discovery of exoplanets, astronomers assumed all solar systems look like ours. They got a big surprise when we started discovering exoplanets and finding almost no planetary systems that look like ours and many that behave in a way astronomers had believed was impossible.

  17. I’ve never met a single girl who talks like plutogirl who was actually remotely attractive.

    Just like unattractive men “compensate” by buying sports cars and expensive watches, unattractive women compensate by putting up a brittle and defiant front.

    • I’m not brittle, and I don’t need to compensate for anything. I was born defiant because I loathe injustice. Some things deserve to be defied.

      Attractiveness is in the eye of the beholder. What you’ve never met is a woman whose life doesn’t revolve around being in a relationship. I’m just here to say, we exist.

      • LostSailor on said:

        Wrong.

        “Eye of the beholder” is just more rationalizing nonsense. The laws of attraction are ingrained human nature that no amount of self-delusion can overcome.

        We’ve all here known women “whose life doesn’t revolve around being in a relationship.” It’s still just rationalization. In a earlier time they were spinsters. Today they’re known as “the lady living alone with 4 cats.”

        This isn’t injustice. It’s just a fact. We know you exist, just like we know you’ve self-selected yourself out of the SMP that governs all male-female interaction.

        Perhaps it’s best that you spend your nights alone, staring into the void. Though telescopes provide less companionship than cats…

      • No, it’s not a rationalization. You clearly want women to need you, to need men and relationships. How much do you really know about the accomplishments of women in earlier times? Caroline Herschel never married, and she was an amazing musician and astronomer who discovered many comets. Annie Jump Cannon and Henrietta Leavitt were also successful astronomers who never married. Leavitt’s discovery of the period-luminosity relationship in variable stars played a direct role in our subsequent discovery that the universe is expanding. Helen Keller and Mother Theresa helped millions of people through advocacy and relief programs. Emily Dickinson was an amazing writer. Susan Boyle has one of the best singing voices on the planet.

        In the 19th century, many married women were actually very unhappy, given the fact that the law gave their husbands complete control over them. Any property they brought to the marriage went to their husbands. They could be put in mental hospitals for life by husbands who never had to justify inflicting such a sentence.

        As for your “laws of attraction,” how do you explain the very different standards of beauty based on culture and time period? Look at some Renaissance paintings if you don’t believe me. For most of history, looking skeletal was not considered attractive. Even today, guys from different cultures have different notions of what is attractive. But I’ve got the feeling this isn’t about looks at all. It’s about the fact that you guys don’t like intelligent, educated women. You don’t like anyone who can think for themselves and won’t be submissive.

        Who said I do my observing alone? There are a lot of people who share my love of astronomy, and we often observe together. There is a real camaraderie among people all out in one location to look at the grandeur of the universe. And it’s not “the void.” If you actually took the time to learn something about astronomy, you would realize the sky above us is filled with beautiful and exotic stars, planets, galaxies, nebulae, etc. It’s anything but a void.

      • LostSailor on said:

        You really don’t get it. You may be intrinsically incapable of getting it.

        This isn’t about you. Except inasmuch you are an object lesson, an example.

        You are such a perfect collection of unattractive and undesirable qualities that you’re almost a caricature. Any Red Pill man meeting you would encounter such an array of red flags that he could be forgiven for taking you as a May Day parade.

        You are an example of what to avoid in a woman. You have nothing to offer a man. This isn’t meant to be mean or cruel, it’s just a fact.

        So if it’s your choice to live a life where your primary love interest is a dwarf planet 4 billion kilometers away, continually trying to convince yourself of your Ab-Fabness, go with God. We don’t care.

  18. Princess in every sense of the word made me laugh. I mean you’re not born royalty/in line for a throne and of course the chance of marrying into that is about as likely as a snowball inside the sun…

    Then I had an epiphany. You think you are not only a princess but a queen! When you go home do your subjects (cats) sing “All hail the queen and the kingdom of the one bedroom apartment!”?

    • There’s no such thing as royalty, at least not the “born into it” type. It’s a medieval concept that has no place in the 21st century. Anyone today can call themselves a prince or princess and do prince or princess like things. I do it as an actress.

      I live in a big house in a terrific neighborhood. What’s with the apartment nonsense?

      And again, what have you got against pets? Would you prefer that all those abandoned animals in shelters be put to sleep?

      It’s my friends, both in person and online, who happily call me “Princess Plutogirl.”

      • Royalty, as in “monarchy”, is a political construct that describes a type of government, and one that is not tied to any particular place and time. Therefore there is “royalty” now, as defined. And your broad sweeping generalization that it has no place in this century? Please explain the basis upon which you base that conclusion.

    • Comet Watcher on said:

      About that snowball inside the Sun–it just happened. Comet Lovejoy made a beeline directly for the Sun around Christmas and astronomers everywhere commented on how it was doomed. Then they saw Lovejoy emerge from the other side of the Sun, complete with a huge tail. The comet hit the freaking Sun and survived and is now heading back to the outer solar system. Be careful what you wish for and what analogies you use.

    • Billina on said:

      As an actress, Plutogirl could very well become “Hollywood royalty.” At least in Hollyweird, she’ll have the freedom to say and do what she wants, even if it’s joining Scientology.

    • Alpha Centauri on said:

      One bedroom apartment??? Successful actress Plutogirl lives in a mansion.

  19. I seem to remember Badger has an awesome post about the four or five stages of acceptance of reality. PG is stuck in the first: “Denial”.

    Reminds me a lot of how I was years ago: I believed all the MSM nonsense that “beauty was in the eye in the beholder” and that I needed to look for someone who “thought I was special”, but at the same time I was not really integrating those thoughts with what I saw was sexually attractive: female 8-10’s, that all the other guys lusted after. I could not really get my mind around my own hypocricy.

    I suspect PG is the same way: she wants to believe that there is someone special for us all, her included, but she cannot integrate that with her being attracted to alpha’s, which all the other women are attracted to. In her frustration she rejects the entire system, rather than womaning up and going after what she deeply desires: to be in an LTR with a guy whose looks turn her on and who is obviously smarter than her (eg PhD in astrophysics).

    I remember spending lonely nights studying thermodynamics on my kitchen table, rejecting the sexual system. It really sucked.

    PG: you acn keep your hobbies but if you want to be satisfied, accept that you and other women are just as superficial as men when it comes to the opposite sex. Women up: lose weight, wear some feminine clothing, and be sweet and supportive of a man. Then you can get the better man that you deeply crave.

    • Those five stages are about death, not about pressure to accept some beer-induced version of reality. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, since the post I responded to was all about some nonsense that single women are just “waiting for death.”

      I don’t believe in your “alpha,” “beta,” etc. system. All that is is something you guys cooked up drinking shots and beer at bars.

      I love the way you just assume you know what I “deeply want.” Are you a psychic? Or, given all that psychobabble, I should be asking, what degree in psychology do you have–BA, MA, or PhD?

      If I’m performing in a play or a film, I dress the part the way the director sees it whether or not the clothing is feminine. Costumes are part of what actors do.

      While you’re going on about how “superficial” I am, you should know that I volunteer at a food pantry and serve my hometown on multiple appointed commissions. I’ve always been a strong advocate for a more egalitarian economic system. Most superficial types don’t do these things.

      • Gosh, so nice that you are willing to dismiss a well-thought-out and carefully crafted set of social responses as “something you guys cooked up drinking shots and beer at bars.” So feminism is, therefore, “something you gals cooked up at the beauty parlor while under the influence of premenstruel medication”?

        Your cavalier dismissal of the Manosphere is all the vindication we need. You, my dear, are the problem. No, not you in particular — “you”, in aggregate. When we say we know what “you” want, we’re speaking of Western women, in aggregate, not a hippy outlier with a two hundred pound Rationalization Hamster. You’re a symptom of a much, much larger problem, but of course you’d never recognize it as such.

        Your public service isn’t an indicator of deep thoughts and non-superficiality. It’s a desperate cry for help and meaning in a world where your intellect talked you out of your biology.

  20. PM, please make it stop.
    Everyone else, please stop feeding the troll. Plutogirl is tingling all over the place from the attention all of you are giving her.

    For the love of God, PM, please close comments on this thread.

    • just visiting on said:

      In fairness, PM fed the troll first by posting about her. Keep in mind that the comments are a point of view that she will never hear in her world. Academics are notoriously p.c. Will it make a difference? Probably not much. This deviance from thought protocol is a drop in the bucket compared to what she is surrounded by.

      Though I had to laugh. I almost called my mother to ask if she was trolling PM until I realized Plutogirl was in her mid forties.

      • We hear your comments in my world, and we make fun of them. Thanks for giving me an entire comedy routine here. Lots of stories to tell next time I go back to the Occupy Wall Street protest in Zuccotti Park.

  21. Woman up.

    To me, that means: What do you bring to the table? What do you have to offer me?

  22. My youth is all that I am.

    Youth? Pushing 50 years old?

    That is some serious hamster work.

    • You guys are so damn obsessed with age. It means NOTHING. Don’t you realize how much you are being brainwashed by TV, Hollywood, and the mainstream media?

      Yes, my youth is who I am. I do everything kids do–the lessons, the recitals, the performances, the exploration of new, exciting topics. I even get cast in kid roles, like one of the orphans in Annie. I wear rompers and jump up and down in giddy joy when I see something exciting like a lunar eclipse. This is in contrast to those married women whose whole lives revolve around their kids. They’re nothing but chauffers and have no time to themselves. I can do whatever I want whenever I want, and not being saddled with responsibilities of saving for college and supporting kids, I can take on acting gigs at all hours as well as do temporary and freelance work.

      • LostSailor on said:

        Don’t you realize how much you are being brainwashed by TV, Hollywood, and the mainstream media?

        Quite the opposite. We’re liberating ourselves from the grip of the feminist media.

        Youth, by definition, is a function of age. Trying to change the definition is just more rationalization. Acting the adolescent while pushing 50 isn’t being “youthful,” it’s just immature.

        Your bitter disdain of women who are wives and mothers is telling…

      • If a woman wants to be a wife and mother, I totally respect her choice even though I’m personally glad I’m not saddled with those responsibilities. What I don’t respect is having those women, or having men demean me for not making the same choice.

        I don’t want be “mature.” I consider mature “yuck, yuck, yuck.” Why do you care? No one is being hurt by my choices. In fact, my parents are very similar. They live the lives of people in their 40s. My dad works all day and works out every day in a local gym, and my mom swims laps. They do not allow anyone to call them “seniors” or “elderly.”

        Age is a social construct, nothing more. If I find a friend who shares my interest, the last thing I think about his that person’s age. When we celebrate New Year’s, we don’t focus on the number; we focus on the idea of a new beginning. Why shouldn’t birthdays be the same way?

        I don’t know what a “Red Pill” man is because I don’t speak your language. My best response is, “go ask Alice when she’s ten feet tall.”

        Dwarf planets are planets too, and yes, Pluto is my favorite. No guy even comes close to exciting me the way Pluto does. Could someone be jealous of a planet?

      • There is something fitting about you being so excited over a boring planetoid that is at a temperature of about -270 Celsius. There is likely to be more than one barren void about you.

      • Pluto is a planet, not a “planetoid.” Planetoid is a synonym for asteroid, or shapeless rock orbiting the Sun. Pluto is not an asteroid; it is a complex world with geology and weather.

        Different strokes for different folks. You find Pluto boring; I find Pluto fascinating. Studying Pluto enables me to go to conferences and meet other people who share my fascination. This world would be boring if everyone was exactly the same.

      • LostSailor on said:

        If a woman wants to be a wife and mother, I totally respect her choice even though I’m personally glad I’m not saddled with those responsibilities.

        Hmmm. You “respect” their choice and then term it being “saddled.” Some respect.

        I don’t want be “mature.”

        Well, you’ve succeeded. Don’t complain when you’re treated like the child you purport to be.

        They do not allow anyone to call them “seniors” or “elderly.”

        They’re both seniors and elderly. Whether they “allow” anyone to call them that or not. My mom is 90 and works, golf, and hikes regularly. She’ll cop to both “senior” and “elderly.” That’s because she deals straightforwardly with reality, not the fantasy of redefining words.

        Age is a social construct, nothing more.

        Wrong. Age is a chronological measurement. Deal with it.

        I don’t know what a “Red Pill” man is because I don’t speak your language.

        Because for all your degrees, you don’t have the wit to learn.

        No guy even comes close to exciting me the way Pluto does.

        Yeah. We got that. The converse is true as well: you couldn’t come close to exiting a man as being stranded on a calving burg from an Antarctic glacier.

      • Age means quite a lot, actually. In particular a woman’s age. You’ve got maybe thirty productive childbearing years in you if you’re lucky, and at your age you’d be a tenuous risk as a mother, at best. Your body isn’t ready or able to bear children, and the fact that you haven’t been able to find a mate before now –despite your protests — are a huge red flag to any potential mate. It has nothing to do with TV and Hollywood and the mainstream media. That’s who people blame when they can’t bring themselves to get their own shit together (see: Sarah Palin).

        And those married women you disparage so much as “mere” mothers? They are unselfish, dedicated women who have decided to sacrifice their selfish desires for the good of humanity. They are creating new people, and hopefully better people.

        What have you created? How have you mattered? In an important way, I mean?

    • “Hmmm. You “respect” their choice and then term it being “saddled.” Some respect.”

      I respect that being a wife and mother is the right choice for some women, and that they are very happy. At the same time, I recognize that for me, those responsibilities would make me feel “saddled.” Why does everyone have to make the same choices?

      I love being treated like a kid. It gets me fun acting gigs, and it’s inspired other people who see me to realize they can be young too and don’t have to, in your words, “sit around waiting for death.”

      “They’re both seniors and elderly. Whether they “allow” anyone to call them that or not. My mom is 90 and works, golf, and hikes regularly. She’ll cop to both “senior” and “elderly.” That’s because she deals straightforwardly with reality, not the fantasy of redefining words.”

      Interesting that I didn’t even state my parents’ chronological age, and out of respect for their privacy, I have no intention of doing so. It’s great that your mom is doing these things, and it shows why generalizations are such a problem. She’s not living like someone elderly or a senior. Today’s reality is not just that people are living longer, they’re also living better and doing it for a longer time. I don’t think you would tell your mother to give up working, golfing, and hiking just because of the number of years she’s been on this planet. That’s the point. Every person has to be viewed as an individual.

      “Wrong. Age is a chronological measurement. Deal with it.” A chronological measurement of what significance? Clearly from the examples we’ve seen, it’s not a measurement of people’s physical or intellectual capabilities. It’s something people blow out of proportion and make a big deal about for no reason–“a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”

      “Because for all your degrees, you don’t have the wit to learn.” Oh, the way you don’t have the wit to learn anything about astronomy or about the meaningful lives lived by many women who never married?

      I couldn’t come close to “exiting a man?” You might want to take some spelling lessons too.

  23. Sometimes I think that women actually enjoy fellatio more than they let on, because it gives them a break from their own incessant yammering.

    Anyway, the mouthiest girls are the ones that are into the really kinky stuff.

    Get your face reallll close to the ‘telescope’, pumpkin, and you’ll get a nice look at the milky way.

  24. Pluto IS a planet. Getting the world to recognize this and to understand that the controversial vote by four percent of the IAU, most of whom are not planetary scientists, represents nothing more than one interpretation rather than reality, is my main focus in life right now.

    Yep, your life is just filled to overflowing, innit?

    If the Middleton gal can take princess lessons, then so can I.

    Has it occurred to you that Middleton is an actual princess now? Royalty is a pretty goofy concept (and marrying into it somewhat goofier), but if you’re going to have it, it follows that there are right way and wrong ways to do it. Hence, lessons make a sort of sense for a commoner now in line for Queen Consort. They don’t make any damn sense for you.

    Based on your photos, you’re ugly. Based on your writing, you’re stupid.

    You can go now.

    • What century are you living in? Anyone can call themselves royalty these days, and many do, like Queen Latifah, Lady Gaga, etc. Actors market themselves by creating and branding characters. Mine is the character, admittedly goofy, of Princess Plutogirl. But it works. If enough people buy into it, cast me in films because of it, send me gifts because of it, and treat me like a star because of it, then it’s real. All forms of “royalty,” whether British, Disney/fantasy, or a performer branding themselves as such are “real” if enough people buy into their being real.

      I know some actresses whose entire careers are based on playing Disney princesses for parties and various social occasions. Some work professionally for Disney in Florida or California.

      The Middleton gal will never be queen consort or any kind of queen. England has a huge growing anti-monarchist political movement, and these people are just waiting for Elizabeth to die before actively working to abolish the monarchy. Elizabeth is the only “royal” anyone there respects anyway.

      Princess lessons make sense for me because I want them, and they make me happy. They also are a way to network with other performers. Why would I show any interest in a guy who refuses to respect my going after what makes me happy?

      My life is filled to overflowing, and little Pluto is at the center. I wouldn’t have it any other way. All my birthday and holiday wishes are the same one–the reinstatement of Pluto’s planet status. The day I most look forward to is July 14, 2015, when the New Horizons probe will fly by Pluto, sending us an amazing amount of data about this little world, data that will take years to process and understand.

      Enough people see me as beautiful and smart, and as a good writer. I don’t need everyone on the planet to agree and accept that you never will.

      Long Live Princess Plutogirl, forever and ever!!!

      • What century are you living in?

        21st, dumbass.

        Anyone can call themselves royalty these days, and many do, like Queen Latifah, Lady Gaga, etc.

        *Calling* yourself something and *being* something are different. For instance, you call yourself a “kid” when you are, in fact, middle-aged. (Playing Humpty-Dumpty with words doesn’t fool anyone.)

        If enough people buy into it, cast me in films because of it, send me gifts because of it, and treat me like a star because of it, then it’s real.

        Ok, no. In the first place, that’s a massive “if” you’ve cut out for yourself there, and we both know there’s no sign at all of it being fulfilled. In the second place, Bernie Madoff was no more capable of generating 20% returns just because people acted as if he was.

        The Middleton gal will never be queen consort or any kind of queen. England has a huge growing anti-monarchist political movement …

        Ok you can shut up now.

        Princess lessons make sense for me because I want them, and they make me happy.

        Heroin makes some people happy too.

        The day I most look forward to is July 14, 2015, when the New Horizons probe will fly by Pluto …

        Pa. The. Tic. I mean, I’ve always had a soft spot for Pluto too, but this is disproportionate, and symptomatic of a diseased mind. It’s almost as if, lacking any core to yourself, you’ve invested your identity in this space rock, and hope that by getting people to care about it, they’ll care about you, too. Notgonnawork.

      • LostSailor on said:

        What Twenty said.

        Earlier you called yourself a writer. If so, you’re a writer for whom words mean absolutely nothing. Which is to say, no writer at all.

        Anyone can call themselves royalty these days, and many do, like Queen Latifah, Lady Gaga, etc.

        Actually neither of those women would agree with you that they are actual royalty. Your opinion of what that word means is utterly irrelevant. It has a specific meaning. And neither Latifah or Gaga are hereditary heirs to a throne or an actual king or queen. And you are not a princess. And never will be.

        Enough people see me as beautiful and smart, and as a good writer.

        Supplicating sycophants don’t count. From the evidence presented here, you are neither beautiful nor smart. And, as a professional editor with 25 years experience, I affirm: you are definitely not a good writer.

      • Your mind is stuck in the Dark Ages or maybe even further back than that, as in “Me man; you woman. Get in cave.”

        “*Calling* yourself something and *being* something are different. For instance, you call yourself a “kid” when you are, in fact, middle-aged. (Playing Humpty-Dumpty with words doesn’t fool anyone.)”

        Being something depends on consensus, not reality. If enough people hire me for their films and go along with my princess gag, it’s real. If enough people treat Oprah as beautiful, that’s what she is. We’re not talking objective reality or hard science here. The notion of royalty comes from an outdated concept that some people are born inherently “better” than others. We Americans got rid of that concept back in 1776.

        And just because some or even many people decide to believe something, that does not make it true. Every human being on this planet could believe the Earth is flat, but that doesn’t make it any less round.

        I am NOT “middle aged” and I will swear in court, even the Supreme Court, on a stack of Bibles, to this. You can believe whatever you want, just like I and my friends and fans can decide you’re full of it.

        “Ok, no. In the first place, that’s a massive “if” you’ve cut out for yourself there, and we both know there’s no sign at all of it being fulfilled.”

        I’m steadily working and making money as an actress. I’ve got a fan base in the horror movie genre. If your crystal ball is telling you otherwise, return it and get your money back because it isn’t working.

        There’s no sign of my life being fulfilled? How about the fact that you guys are so pissed just because I’m living the life I want and it’s not to your liking?

        The anti-monarchist in me will never shut up. I’ve got lots of friends in the anti-monarchy movement in the UK, and they will get my full support when they occupy that stupid palace. That’s another thing I’m passionate about–abolishing monarchy from the face of this planet.

        You compare princess lessons to heroin? Heroin is a hard drug that harms anyone who uses it, and it’s a direct path to death or a jail sentence. Who is harmed by me taking princess lessons? Maybe I can interest more people, like some of my friends, in doing this too. That would mean we’re spending money and stimulating the economy.

        “I’ve always had a soft spot for Pluto too, but this is disproportionate, and symptomatic of a diseased mind.”

        And you have what qualifications to make such a statement? None. Calling someone else’s passion a “disease” just shows how much of an intolerant bully you are. You would probably have said the same thing about Percival Lowell. He put all his time and money into constructing an observatory in Flagstaff, Arizona. In his case, he wanted to prove his belief of intelligent life on Mars. He was wrong on that, but the observatory he built is still contributing to astronomical research almost 120 years later.

        It’s obvious now that you guys have killed way too many of your brain cells with all that drinking. You can’t think for yourselves or think outside the box or even begin to understand an idea more complex than high school type sexuality. You’re the frat boys I avoided like the plague in college. Why would a smart woman ever want anything to do with any of you? Given your inability to relate to anything that requires functioning brain cells, it’s clear this debate puts you guys at a serious disadvantage. Go back to the bar because the only thing most of you are (with one or two exceptions) is a bunch of drunks.

        I am the luckiest woman in the world because I’m living my life on my own terms.

      • “It has a specific meaning. And neither Latifah or Gaga are hereditary heirs to a throne or an actual king or queen. And you are not a princess. And never will be.”

        The notion of hereditary heirs to a throne and actual kings and queens went out with the geocentric theory of the solar system. That British family has no power. They’re no different than any Hollywood types whose whole lives revolve around courting the media and getting their picture taken as often as possible. The only difference is that Hollywood actors rely on talent to get them where they are, not on leeching off their country’s taxpayers. There are plenty of people who do not buy into the archaic concept of monarchy and see the reality that there is nothing special about that family.

        Sorry, but if enough people buy my gag, then yes, I AM a princess, even if it’s a goofy one.

        Words do mean a lot to me. In fact, there is an old saying, “he/she who defines the terms wins the debate.” You’re trying to impose your definition of various terms on seven billion people, and I’m fighting back saying, you don’t get to do that.

        “Supplicating sycophants don’t count. From the evidence presented here, you are neither beautiful nor smart. And, as a professional editor with 25 years experience, I affirm: you are definitely not a good writer.”

        What is the difference betwen “supplicating sycophants and fans?” My guess is to you, the former are those who admire me while the latter are those who admire the people you think are deserving.

        I’m not a good writer, yet people pay me to write just like they pay me to act. Maybe I’m just a good con artist. Or maybe I paid “supplicating sycophants” to write my A papers for me in astronomy classes. Feel free to make these comments in response to reviews of my Pluto book when it comes out.

      • LostSailor on said:

        The notion of hereditary heirs to a throne and actual kings and queens went out with the geocentric theory of the solar system.

        Your grasp of history is as shaky as your grasp on reality. Does your denial know no bounds?

        There are plenty of people who do not buy into the archaic concept of monarchy and see the reality that there is nothing special about that family.

        Which is, as most of your ill-formed opinions, completely irrelevant. Whether you “buy into it” don’t enter into it, hon. Reality does not depend on your belief. Reality laughs at your beliefs. To quote your own words: “And just because some or even many people decide to believe something, that does not make it true.”

        Sorry, but if enough people buy my gag, then yes, I AM a princess, even if it’s a goofy one.

        By your own words, not to mention objective reason, this is false. The fact that you can hold completely opposite views in the same breath would make George Orwell weep. You are not a princess no matter how many declarations you make. You never will be.

        Words do mean a lot to me. In fact, there is an old saying, “he/she who defines the terms wins the debate.”

        No. Words mean nothing to you, or you wouldn’t treat them with such disrespect. Words have definitions, and not whatever meaning you choose to try to impose. If you can only work by changing those definitions, you’re not a writer, you’re a politician.

        I suggest you invest in a dictionary. It contains words. And definitions. You apparently didn’t grasp that basic concept with all your “education.”

        What is the difference betwen [sic] “supplicating sycophants and fans?”

        In your world, nothing. You don’t seem capable of discerning the difference.

        I’m not a good writer, yet people pay me to write just like they pay me to act. Maybe I’m just a good con artist.

        You have finally uttered words of truth. You are demonstrably not a good writer, or thinker. Though you seem to be an excellent con artist. Unfortunately, your most gullible mark is yourself.

        And I leave you here, hon. I’m sure your distant, cold sub-planet will give you all the love and warmth you deserve…

  25. just visiting on said:

    Plutogirl,your life is your life, but I can’t help but notice a few parallels to some of my mother’s attitudes. (Well, minus the pigtails and rompers.) She’s older than you are, and not married. Despite being a home owner and having had a career in upper management for most of her life, retirement has not been easy. The best investment that she ever made was in a single act of procreation.

    You see, those fabulous friends have retired and moved away. There’s not nearly enough money for traveling, or the latest class that interested her. And the men, both romantic or friends are a thing of the past. Something as simple as a tax mistake has the ability to throw her life into a spin. And it did.

    The thing is, she has me. And for many years, my husband to help her when the realities of an aging home or even her own health were issues. I in turn had three children, one who is an adult. He’s the one who fixes and services grandma’s car, because she can’t afford the expense. Makes sure that the roof doesn’t leak or that her plumbing is sound. And when money became an issue, he rented out her garage to store his muscle car, though really, he didn’t have to. My teenager makes sure that her lawn is mowed, the hedges groomed, and the dead tree branches felled, and the snow shovelled in winter. My ex husband’s nephew rents a room from her, which also helps her financially. And I help her in that way, as well as take care of her when she’s ill.

    The times are uncertain. Who knows what a financial collapse will bring, or how civilization will bear out in the coming years. Plutogirl, friends and resources are not necessarily going to be there for you in your older years. In fact, if things get tough, the only people that would stick by you would be motivated by love. It’s not too late to reconsider a less self focused life.

    • Yes, this is a bad economy, and we very well may suffer financial collapse. I can’t comment on your mom’s friends or community, but I can tell you that I have the best extended family and community of friends one can have. We do all help one another. When my friend fell on the ice and hurt her knee, I argued with her insurance company to get her into rehab (they wanted her to go straight home from the hospital despite the fact that she couldn’t walk). I and another friend cleaned up her place when she came back from rehab. Now that friend is in need, and I made the choice to let him borrow my car, which he’s had since August. The friend we helped after her injury is letting him crash at her place until he gets back on his feet. Real, true friends look out for one another. I’m also lucky to have a big extended family, and we regularly help one another as well. Unfortunately, blood ties sometimes don’t equate to love. The male friend I mentioned above gets nothing from his drug addict brother and his mother, who sees herself more as his rival than his parent. There are many kinds of ties of love. Such ties are hardly limited to spouses or romantic partners or kids. There are plenty of stories of kids dumping their parents in nursing homes and never visiting them. Every case is different.

      I don’t want kids, and I’m not reconsidering that decision. That doesn’t mean I don’t care about others, whether family members or friends. I know how much both mean in difficult times.

      It’s great that your mother has you and other family members to care for her, and I hope things get better for her. She got lucky with you, but I’m sure you know that being a single parent is a very difficult position for anyone. I know I couldn’t handle it, so the responsible thing for me is to not get into that situation.

  26. Let’s play compare and contrast the hamster squeakings!

    Statement the first:
    Being something depends on consensus, not reality.

    Statement the second:
    And just because some or even many people decide to believe something, that does not make it true.

    Statement the third:
    I am NOT “middle aged” and I will swear in court, even the Supreme Court, on a stack of Bibles, to this.

    Statement the fourth:
    I was born in the mid-1960s.

    Since I’m sure you’re bad at math, 2011-1965 = 46. Let’s check WikiPedia, shall we?

    Middle age is the period of age beyond young adulthood but before the onset of old age. Various attempts have been made to define this age, which is around the third quarter of the average life span of human beings.

    According to Collins Dictionary, this is “… usually considered to occur approximately between the ages of 40 and 60”.

    The Oxford English Dictionary gives a similar definition but with a later start point “… the period between early adulthood and old age, usually considered as the years from about 45 to 65”.

    The US Census lists middle age as including both the age categories 35 to 44 and 45 to 50, while prominent social scientist, Erik Erikson, sees it ending a little later and defines middle adulthood as between 40 and 65.

    So, assuming that you view this as one of the things that depend on “consensus” (however your hamster distinguishes those from the other things that depend on objective truth), your ass is middle-aged.

    I’ve got lots of friends in the anti-monarchy movement in the UK …

    You’re the Princess of Stupid Shit No One Gives a Fuck About.

    He put all his time and money into constructing an observatory in Flagstaff, Arizona.

    Lowell on your telling actually built a piece of useful capital equipment. You have made your “main focus in life” getting the world to agree with you on the appropriate categorization of a space rock. There’s a difference between putting time and money into building something, and being an attention whore. See if you can figure it out.

    You can’t think for yourselves or think outside the box …

    Note how reciting the standard feminist line pushed by mass media, academia, and the commanding heights of the culture is defined as “thinking for yoursel[f]”.

  27. LostSailor on said:

    Private Man:

    I applaud you, sir. Though I know you didn’t solicit this, I’ve never beheld such a perfect storm or rationalization, extreme feminist conditioning, denial, and self-deception as in this woman.

    I would love to see her up against the proprietor of the Chateau.

    Kudos. I am in awe, sir!

  28. Bast the Cat Goddess on said:

    With 90+ comments, one has to ask, why do you guys care at all what this gal says? Why are you devoting so much attention to it? All this anger has to come from somewhere. Does she remind you of an ex-wife or an ex-girlfriend? There’s a big disconnect here because people usually react to someone they don’t care about with indifference. Instead, you guys are “protesting too much” just like she is. What’s up with that? Who are you really mad at?

    • LostSailor on said:

      Sorry if you detect anger, cat lady. There really isn’t much anger, just contempt for yet more feminist drivel.

      That, and sometimes it’s amusing to toy with the trolls…

    • My Lady, the fact is that we’re enthralled because Plutogirl epitomizes a meme that we’ve come to recognize in the Manosphere, and she’s such a self-caricature that’s its like watching a slow motion train wreck: you’re repelled by the horror, but attracted by the macabre spectacle.

      In fact, we do care — not about her, she’s just a symptom. It’s what she represents, that’s what we care about. Important difference.

  29. hudsonhull on said:

    God, this is fucking hilarious.

  30. Lauren (plutogirl) has over three thousand facebook friends. I checked. Clearly Professor Dunbar who maintains that one cannot even know more than about one hundred and fifty people is wide of the mark. I am impressed (seeing that I live in my mother’s basement) and Lauren I see continues on her crusade to reinstate Pluto as a Planet. Maybe she will be successful in which case I think the rock should be renaimed Pluto-Lauren. What would she do then (apart from basking in the glory, I mean)? Her facebook profile picture is, by the way, very flattering.

    I hope to continue Lauren-watching.

  31. Please, someone, make it stop!
    This is killing me.

    Gentlemen, OK, you’ve made your point. Now can we stop torturing Plutogirl? Pretty please?

    Plutogirl, honey, I think you can see you won’t win this one. Do yourself a favour and listen to these men. In a twisted way, they actually mean well. They want you to succeed. Read their comments again until it all sinks in, don’t comment anymore, reflect, reflect, reflect. Know that it is not too late to make a positive change in your life. You will be happier for it.

    As a fellow woman I can see the problem you have. The men, well, they are men. Not designed to be compassionate. Their goal is the same as mine – to help you. But they will do it in the most painful way possible. As a woman, I cannot stand by and see you hurt. Here is a hand of friendship: take it.

    Become more feminine. Then in 6 months come back and say ‘thank you’ to these men. They will love you for it (but of course, they will never admit that 🙂

    They are men, remember?

    Big hug to you.
    Courage.
    If you do what I say, it won’t be easy, but you will benefit from it.

    Take care, my lovely. See you back in 6 months.

  32. My ex is an astronomer on said:

    As a woman who dated an astronomer for almost a year, I say Plutogirl’s best bet is dating another astronomer. These guys–and most are guys–are mostly male versions of her. No sense of fashion at all. They would go to a wedding wearing flannel shirts and jeans if allowed. A lot of the guys grow out of control beards just because they’re too lazy to shave. And all they ever want to talk about is astronomy. Do you have any idea what it’s like to compete with clear night skies for your man? I got to the point of praying it would be cloudy or rainy as much as possible so he would spend the night with me instead of with the telescope. These guys do spend nights observing together. It’s mostly guys with usually one or two women who are treated as “one of the guys.” I was actually accused of being jealous because I resented his spending so many nights with a group that included a woman astronomer. He said they were just friends. I believe it when they say they did nothing but talk about astronomy for hours but resented that bond they had, which I didn’t share. These guys are so busy looking through their telescopes that they don’t even notice a woman’s looks. I’m reasonably attractive and tried my hardest to support him but I got sick of always coming in second to his love of astronomy, which is why I finally broke up with him. I’m now in a happy relationship with a guy who puts me first. I believe Plutogirl when she says she isn’t lonely just because I know she’s spending nights with the guys who have girlfriends and wives back home that love them but can’t really get into the whole astronomy thing.

    • My ex is an astronomer on said:

      I forgot to mention that he spends all his money on trips chasing solar eclipses all over the world. Each trip costs about $5,000 and he goes on one at least once a year. It’s like a geek reunion where the same people show up over and over again. He invited me to come but I would have had to pay for my expenses and knowing I’d be bored the whole time, I just said no.

  33. Comet Watcher on said:

    Seems some people disagree with you, as Plutogirl is getting votes in an online modeling contest: http://www.exploremodeling.com/Casting/elfCosmetics2012/69626/Laurel_Kornfeld.aspx

  34. Bunny on said:

    Laurela Plutonia, Regina Iudaeorum

  35. Alpha Centauri on said:

    Plutogirl 2012 is hardly an ugly duckling. If this to you is ugly, maybe the men of the manosphere are being way too picky.
    https://www.facebook.com/plutosavior#!/photo.php?fbid=10151094428278189&set=a.10151094403033189.461912.587983188&type=3&theater

  36. Rockhard on said:

    I think I’m in love.

  37. Arrow on said:

    Would not hump.

  38. Comet Watcher on said:

    Would definitely hump.

  39. Yep It's Me on said:

    Reading the archives and ran across this one (the comments are brilliant)….But I would say that if her best photo is available through these links – that she is at best “average” and probably “below average” – number scale? 5 at best – but probably a 3 or 4.

    And I agree with Ian – she is just a symptom, and just another person that is completely plugged into the whole mess. Best to always just NEXT someone that is that opposed to an opposing view point.

  40. Comet Watcher on said:

    Because no liberal or feminist could ever be anything but the lowest score to you guys. Plutogirl is both a model and actress and gets gigs based on her looks and singing voice all the time. She looks about 15 years younger than her real age. It’s amazing how pissed off you guys are that someone so vocally opposed to your views could also be beautiful.

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