Dangerous

In 2014, it would have been easy for me to answer this question with a resounding FUCK NO. Feminism in the West serves little purpose other than hating men, making absurd demands, lying about inequality and obsessing over trivial issues. It has poisoned relations between the sexes, nearly destroyed due process, and constantly saddles businesses with pointless gender diversity requirements based on bogus economics.

But now, thanks to the mistakes of progressives, we do need feminism in the West—or at least, in some parts of it.

Whereas the “rape culture” on college campuses is a figment of feminist’s imagination, the rape culture brought to the West by Muslim migrants, invading Europe by their millions, through the courtesy of horrendously misguided European elites, is very real. So too is their culture of rape, wife-beating, “honor killing,” female genital mutilation, and forced marriages. After spending years trying to make feminism relevant again with phony faux-issues like gendered toys and Twitter harassment, progressive immigration policies have finally succeeded. That probably wasn’t the plan, but there it is.

If feminism wants to recover its lost credibility, it needs to look overseas, to the feminists of Muslim countries. If all feminists were like Ayaan Hirsi Ali, a survivor of female genital mutilation in Somalia, who is now one of the West’s foremost critics of Islam and a champion of women in Muslim countries, I expect feminism wouldn’t be so unpopular. People might even admire them.

Feminists can also look to the Kurdish women of the People’s Protection Units in Syria, whose version of smashing the patriarchy is putting bullets in the chests of ISIS members.

That’s a feminism we could all get behind.

For now, feminists should resign themselves to pats on the back from Daily Beast columnists, total oblivion with regular people, and absolute hatred by lovers of free speech, facts, reason and logic.

I’m sure the feeling is mutual. I know it is. Feminists hate me for a myriad of reasons. When no one else was speaking out against them, I took on some of their leading champions during the GamerGate controversy, and exposed their bogus complaints of “online harassment.”

I go on TV and call them “darling” to their faces. They hate that.

I promote facts over feelings.

I stick up for men.

I resist the new trend for “affirmative consent.” Amazingly, yet predictably, feminists aren’t satisfied that the scales are already tilted in women’s favor when an allegation of rape is made. They want complete control over romantic relationships. It’s not enough they can destroy a man’s self-esteem with a word of rejection, they want to throw him in jail if his advance is too awkward. Third-wave feminists believe it’s their duty to destroy any man’s life who is accused of rape, no matter if it’s a bogus claim, or if the truth is the lady said yes and then later regretted it.

That’s the reason we now have affirmative consent, perhaps the most Kafkaesque set of laws in America, signed into statute for all colleges in California, Louisiana, and Indiana, and statewide in New York and Illinois.103 It’s the idea that if you don’t consent at every stage of a sexual encounter, you’ve been raped. That means asking for every kiss and every boob squeeze.

While I don’t love feminism, I do love women. It makes me sad to see what feminism has done to a generation of American women who could have been and done anything if it hadn’t been for BuzzFeed and Gawker. Everywhere feminism exists it is a threat to happiness and freedom. Just think how funny Sarah Silverman used to be, cracking outrageous jokes about Jews, Mexicans and gays, before she contracted feminism and became just another disapproving hypocrite on Twitter.

Feminists have passed the point where they’ll ever be popular, but if they focus on the real threats to women today—in particular, from Islam—they might at least win back some measure of respect. I’m not holding my breath.





5


WHY BLACK LIVES

MATTER HATES ME


I love black people. I love black people so much, my Grindr profile once said “No Whites.” Alas, some black people—the ones conned by Black Lives Matter—don’t love me as much as I love them.

And after everything I’ve done for the black community! I’ve lost count of the number of black guys I’ve personally lifted out of poverty. (Admittedly, I send them back the next day in an Uber.) Sometimes I get depressed just thinking about it. But then I remember that Black Lives Matter are only a small, vocal section of the black community, bankrolled by malicious progressive white billionaires and elevated by a disingenuous press.

Really, Black Lives Matter should be thanking me. In August 2015, I published a story on Breitbart highlighting the extraordinary case of Shaun King, who was then claiming leadership of the movement (as were Johnetta Elzie and DeRay Mckesson).

King claims to be half-black, born to a black father and white mother. However, a closer examination of King’s family tree by blogger Vicki Pate revealed a shocking truth in King’s birth certificate: it identified Jeffrey Wayne King, a white man, as Shaun King’s father.

It also identified Shaun King as ethnically white.104 That’s right: a self-appointed leader of Black Lives Matter, who attended a historically black college, on an Oprah Winfrey scholarship targeted at disadvantaged black kids, had—according to his birth certificate—a white mother and a white father.

For more than two days after I reported on the questions about Shaun King’s background, King tried to ignore the issue, blocking people on social media who brought it up and refusing to answer media questions, despite massive international interest in the story. Finally, in an article for the left-wing blogging platform Daily Kos, he delivered the only argument that had a chance of getting him out of the scandal: that his mother had an affair with a light-skinned black man, a man King could not name.105 The implication was clear: King had no idea who his father was, and had thus been making representations about his ancestry he could not justify.

My response to King’s claim that his mother had slept around was simple: take a DNA test. If his claims were true, taking a DNA test and putting its results on the public record would have put the matter to rest once and for all. He still hasn’t done so.

As it turned out, these explosive racial allegations are just the latest in a string of controversies surrounding Shaun King. On July 21, Daily Caller reported that his account of a “brutal, racially-motivated beating” in 1995, which at least two reports have described as “Kentucky’s first hate crime,” did not match up with a police report from the case.106

“King, 35, has related the story of the hate crime on his blogs and in his recent self-help book, seemingly to bolster his credibility as an activist and as a self-help guru,” wrote Daily Caller’s Chuck Ross. “While King has said that he was attacked by up to a dozen ‘racist’ and ‘redneck’ students, official records show that the altercation involved only one other student.”

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