Archive for March, 2007

Kompulsory pregnancy komedy korner

I ripped this off from I don’t care much for that.
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Announcement Korner: Interesting sidewalk stains of Austin edition

Remains of cherry creamsickle outside Toy Joy toy store, 29th & Guadalupe, March 2007.
As part of my ceaseless struggle to provide the reader with the most deluxe blaming experience on the Internet, I am pleased to announce this month’s addition to the I Blame the Patriarchy comments template: Live Comment Preview. You type your spiel […]

Blaming-lite, Texas edition

As you can see, it’s headed right for me.
I know. I recently intimated that once I’d returned from my tarriance in North Texas I would resume posting substantive radical feminist/science fiction critiques of contemporary civilization. Inconveniently, it turns out that it’s thunderstorming today, so I can’t possibly embark on any endeavor more intellectually strenuous than […]

Pussycat Dolls: They got empowerfulment for DAYS

Via Roxanne at Pandagon
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Patriarchy-blamer makes straw-secondwaver joke

At last! I found love in a strip mall in Dallas.
The undisguised non-subtext of the week here at I Blame the Patriarchy has been Radical Feminists Tell Femininity To Kiss Their Entire Ass. If you grow weary of the topic, be of good cheer; I am lately returned, uncharred, from the icy purgatorial fires of […]

Architectural DigestWatch ‘07

At the risk of putting the blog on fem-overload, I urge the “Yay femininity!” crowd to consider that casting Helen Mirren as an expensive sexbot for the cover of the planet’s mainstreamiest design catalog effectively reduces her from accomplished actor to whore (and overstuffed furniture salesman) in a single stroke. I know this because my […]

Wikipedia: the first refuge of the lazy

If your nom de blog is Twisty Faster, and you are ever directed to Wikipedia to inspect an article titled “Twisty faster” [sic], a “self described Queer Gentleman Spinster Aunt” [sic], it is probable that you will, after initially feeling a bit flattered but ultimately blanking the page on grounds of painful factual inaccuracy (yup, […]

Pink golf balls? Nice try, but … no.

The Vestal Virgins of North Dallas: an average nouveau-riche white guy combines the feminine ideal with life-size entoga-ed yard ornaments.
Still on my whirlwind tour of the Dallas-Ft. Worth Metroplex. This post will necessarily embrace brevity as its guiding aesthetic principle.
I’ve barely had time to duck my head into the bulging “what is femininity” comments. […]

Greetings from the North Texas Tollway

Why no post for days and days? Been unexpectedly called away from the bungalow to Plano Texas, the Teen Suicide Capitol of the World, on urgent auntly business.
I haven’t even had time to check the comments, so it there’s a fight breaking out, be sure to publicize it widely. This will ensure essential continuity in […]

Blamer Brain Trust Action Request

My homey Marcia — worthy artiste, rock star, former bandmate, and all-around good egg — needs your help to finish one of those esoteric art school projects. Here’s the official plea:
Hi everybody. I’m doing a project for my “Dress and Society” class, and I’m asking you to help me if you can. This time, I’m […]




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