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The question remains... Why is he called MCA? Why MCA?
The question remains... Why is he called MCA? Why MCA?
As fortune would have it, Lesi had a rather relevant conversation yesterday. (Whoops longer than I expected)Huh. I hadn't really experienced Roguey's true feminist colors until zer comments in this thread and in the primary T:ToN thread.
Roguey's flavor of feminism confirmed for full-blown hypocrisy, bigotry masquerading as progressive thinking, demonization of men, liberal use of slurs and shaming language vs. men or dissenters, and believes zhe's morally and ethically justified—it's the complete package, all wrapped up in a neat little bow.
Dr. Liz already tattled to the UK police, they've done nothing so far. International incidents involving the internet and non-important people, lawl.FFS somebody needs to call the police on this crazy broad
Or it's a man in a basement larping a feminist.
Or it's a man in a basement larping a feminist.
Most likely. There's no way a real feminist could tolerate the Codex for long without choking to death on impotent rage.
Or it's a man in a basement larping a feminist.
Most likely. There's no way a real feminist could tolerate the Codex for long without choking to death on impotent rage.
I'd call myself a feminist, and I'm neither LARPing, female, gay or choking to death on impotent rage.
Lesi/Misandry seems to be one of those absolute weirdo extremists of which there are very few. They just shout so loud it's all you hear. In my daily political work I see none of those types (they're all busy writing blogs, not actually doing political work - neither parliamentary or non-parliamentary).
Or it's a man in a basement larping a feminist.
Most likely. There's no way a real feminist could tolerate the Codex for long without choking to death on impotent rage.
I'd call myself a feminist, and I'm neither LARPing, female, gay or choking to death on impotent rage.
Lesi/Misandry seems to be one of those absolute weirdo extremists of which there are very few. They just shout so loud it's all you hear. In my daily political work I see none of those types (they're all busy writing blogs, not actually doing political work - neither parliamentary or non-parliamentary).
Bro, why? I mean what does that mean... You support female rights and equality?
You want on-topic criticism of Rothfuss? Well here you go then.I don't know shit about Patrick Rothfuss except that I've vaguely heard of him and his work, and now, thanks to this thread, that feminists hate him for some reason. Sounds promising, and it's a been a long while since I've read a fantasy novel, so I might look into it.
Felurian is the sirens, and Artemis and pretty much every other sex-death-nudity chick from mythology or fiction rolled into one. Kvothe catches her, bones her, breaks free of her sex-death-nudity mind control, completely whips her ass in a straight fight, then bones her again, then plays music that makes her think he's awesome, then writes half a song about her that is so awesome that she agrees to let him go so that he can finish it, then disses her sexual prowess, which prompts her to get really insecure and tell him what an amazing lover he is, then they have sex some more, then she sews him a magic cloak, while he goes away and talks to a prophetic tree which turns out to be evil.
Then they have sex some more, then he comes back to the real world and is all “bros, I totally did it with Felurian” and everybody is all like “no way, you'd be mad or dead” and he's like “no I totally did it with Felurian” and then the hot barmaid from earlier is all like “no he's definitely telling the truth because I am a woman and I can see that he has got totally sexed up since we last met, because I tried to sex him and it freaked him out, but now it looks like he wouldn't be freaked out and also he would be totally awesome at sexing.” Then Kvothe does sex with the hot barmaid and he is totally awesome at it, and he explains how doing sex with the hot barmaid is totally as good as doing sex with Felurian, because women are like music and sometimes you want to listen to a beautiful symphony and sometimes you just want a nice simple jig, and by the way this definitely isn't sexist, and if you think it is then you know nothing about music or love or him.
This last line, apart from being switched from the first to the third person, is a direct quote from the book.
Here is the exchange between Kvothe and Felurian after he finishes his half-finished song (a song, I should add, which is included in full in the text, and which both Kvothe and Felurian describe as having beautiful words – a claim I would hesitate to make about anything I had written myself, particularly if it was incidental music for my fantasy novel):
Some of the fire left her, but when she found her voice it was tight and dangerous. “my skills 'suffice'?” She hardly seemed able to force out the last word. Her mouth formed a thin, outraged line.
I exploded, my voice a roll of thunder. “How the hell am I supposed to know? It's not like I've ever done this sort of thing before!”
She reeled back at the vehemence of my words, some of the anger draining out of her. “what is it you mean?” she trailed off, confused.
“This!” I gestured awkwardly at myself, at her, at the cushions and the pavilion around us, as if that explained everything.
The last of the anger left her as I saw realization begin to dawn, “you...”
“No,” I looked down, my face growing hot. “I have never been with a woman.” Then I straightened and looked her in the eye as if challenging her to make an issue of it.”
Felurian was still for a moment, then let her mouth turn up into a wry smile. “you tell me a faerie story, my kvothe.”
I felt my face go grim. I don't mind being called a liar. I am. I am a marvellous liar. But I hate being called a liar when I'm telling the perfect truth.
Regardless of my motivation, my expression seemed to convince her. “but you were like a gentle summer storm.” She made a fluttering gesture with a hand. “you were a dancer fresh upon the field.” Her eyes glittered wickedly.
That's right, Kvothe was so amazing at doing sex that the ancient sex goddess of sex and death was actually unable to believe that he was a virgin because he was so amazing at doing sex.
Once again, I say this. The next time you hear anybody complain about the fact that – in certain popular novels targeted at young women – hundred year old vampires fall for sixteen year old schoolgirls, point out to them that in one of the most critically acclaimed fantasy novels of the twenty-first century a faery creature of unbridled sexual potency, as ancient as time itself, who lures men to their deaths with her irresistible beauty and insatiable lovemaking has her mind blown by the sexual prowess of a sixteen year old virgin.
The Last Castoff exploded, her voice a roll of thunder.Lesi in the comments section said:See, I never read the first Kingkiller book because it sounded precisely like the stuff I'd hate, but people keep raving on and on about it and I don't get it. Even the backcover bit sounds incredibly obnoxious: "oho look how clever I am by LAMPSHADING my GARY STU qualities. SEE? SEEEEE."
Jesus that post-coital exchange. No one can convince me to read Rothfuss. Ever. Ever. This, this right here? This is shit writing. This is stupid writing. Anyone who praises Rothfuss as whatever can go take a leap.
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His voice a roll of thunder, no less. This is the brilliant writing all the fanboys praised?
Huh. I hadn't really experienced Roguey's true feminist colors until zer comments in this thread and in the primary T:ToN thread.
Roguey's flavor of feminism confirmed for full-blown hypocrisy, bigotry masquerading as progressive thinking, demonization of men, liberal use of slurs and shaming language vs. men or dissenters, and believes zhe's morally and ethically justified—it's the complete package, all wrapped up in a neat little bow.
He's writing for it and he's a shit writer.Anyway, none of this seems particularly relevant to his work on Torment, so maybe... fuck off?