Archive for March, 2006



This Just In

For some reason, I Blame The Patriarchy is a finalist for a Koufax Award in the Best New Blog category. Their server is overloaded, so if you feel like voting, you can spread the blame by sending an email to wampum @ nic-naa. net (subject: Koufax. Body: Best New Blog = blahblahblah, Best Group Blog […]

A Day In The Life

My last day at chemo was, until the end, like all the other days at chemo. I slouched in my barcalounger, they stabbed me with a 1″ needle in the bottlecap-sized subcutaneous catheter surgically implanted for this purpose (yes, it hurts), and they proceeded, over the next five hours, to dump several quarts of toxic […]

Cheater Post Today

At long last, it has arrived. My Last Day Of Chemo. Can I get a hell yeah.
To celebrate, after my delightful 5-hour infusion I’m goin’ out shopping for an Airstream. Because that’s how Twisty’s gonna roll.
I leave you with The Moron Comment of the Week, from a guy who actually used the terrific phrases “step […]

Oh, Puh-LEEZ

Dig this actual headline: Why do so few women reach the top of big law firms?
I have sent them a link to this blog.
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Depressing Reproduction Update

The suitably depressing view from Café Mundi, from which bastion of alter-native East Austin coffeehouse hipness (at the table next to us there were four people chatting in French, for crying out loud) I conducted some recreational blaming yesterday afternoon over a cup of Americabastardo (1/2 regular drip, 1/2 decaf Americano), which I almost immediately […]

Abortion Manual

I’ve got essentially bupkis to add to the South Dakota discussion, but when a spinster aunt gets this pissed she can’t put a sock in it.
By now you have been apprised of the remarkable DIY abortion post at Molly Saves The Day. Molly gives graphic instructions for setting up a Jane-esque underground abortion clinic and […]

Twisty In TV Land, Chapter Two

Bert performs forensic tests on an O. virginianus skull
Just as I once was amazed to discover that knitters make up half the audience of I Blame The Patriarchy, so was I recently shocked by the revelation that none of you readers owns a television, or that you do own a television but you never turn […]

Lighting Fools The Way To Lusty Death

Because Parisians usually have heart attacks if they encounter a pole without a sexbot grinding away on it.
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And Baby Makes Coup

About 486 people have emailed me about a newsbyte making the rounds, the one alluding to the hypothesis of a Harvard biologist suggesting that mammalian gestation is a mortal combat between fetus and host over nutritive resources. It goes a little something like this:
Fetus wants food, and aggressively seeks to suck out as much as […]

Big Bore, Part 2

Bill Paxton emotes after failing to blow down her throat the wad so desperately desired by wife #3.
As promised, my pithy analysis of “Big Love,” the new HBO show about a polygamist:
It sucks shit through Hefty bags.
I say this not just because it normalizes polygamy, or because it is all about a male lead and […]




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