Recall The Chateau Fundamental Premise — that sperm is cheap and eggs are expensive and this biomechanic reality manifests as observable cultural and institutional differences in the treatment of men and women — while reading this comment by long dong silver drawing a contrast in response between the Slut Walk March and the Bonus Army protest of 1932.
If a group of men marched on Washington and the state capitols in the same numbers, I’m certain that the police would to nearly [full] media coverage crack some skulls. Funny how that works. One little footnote in history not taught in the history textbooks anymore is the Bonus March. Over 17,000 WWI veterans and their families set up shop on DC in 1932. It was much like the occupy movement of a few years back. The veterans had tent cities that included their families. They were broke and hopeless. Uncle Sam promised them cash for their WWI Service but didn’t pay. In response, they staged a peaceful but lengthy protest. President Hoover responded by sicking General MacArthur on them with cavalry, infantry, and tanks. The media called the protestors “the Bonus Army.” They were not an army at all. It was a hobo camp. Imagine if that happened to these women. You can’t because it wouldn’t. The message is clear: Eggs are precious, sperm is cheap. Men’s legitimate complaints are met with either shame or truncheons. Women’s slight pet peeves are demonized by publicly funded propaganda or made outright illegal. We live in clown world.
The Fundamental Premise coupled with leftoid equalist control of the media apparatuses means that 17,000 WWI homeless vets with a legitimate grievance against their government get crushed by cavalry and tanks, while half a million cat ladies and emotionally frazzled wine-chugging cock hoppers with NO LEGITIMATE GRIEVANCES WHATSOEVER in the year 2017 beyond a chance to vent their self-inflicted spinster frustrations on a world stage custom built to satisfy the most demanding attention whore’s ego get lavished with endless praise and credulity by every American power structure that isn’t named Trump or Chateau Heartiste.
Ringling Bros recently announced it was closing down for good. So clown world does have a termination date.
Now, to take the value of eggs with due seriousness and put them to marriage at menarche. An egg is a terrible thing to waste.
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I wonder when the investigation into Soros’ ties to most of the groups involved in the (leftist) Woman’s March will come to light.
If only the veterans in 1932 had a member of the tribe backing them…
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Victor Orban in Hungary has supposedly called him out by name, yet he is still above ground and warm, for some reason.
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Absolutely brilliant piece. Kudos (“Praise” in Greek; singular noun, first declension masculine).
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Minor correction, per Alice in Wonderland’s father, it’s neuter (kudos, kudeos, to),
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Major MacArthur commanding, along with Captain’s Patton and Eisenhower.
They burned them out, but it wasn’t just the men, it was their wives and children too. The difference is the women who got hurt didn’t matter because they belonged to their men and the kids didn’t count.
The sluts of the menopausal march are free agents and available for impregnation (theoretically). But if not impregnation, then certainly insemination, although most of them aren’t even worthy of that from any man of value.
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Eggs are expensive, sperm is cheap…but rotten eggs are worthless.
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It was an up and coming George Patton who led the charge to clear the vets out of their camps. He is also noted for having executed the first US armored assault when he attacked some Mexicans from a car during Gen. Pershing’s punitive expedition against Pancho Villa in 1916.
Off-topic but my when my dad was a kid in Nogales, Arizona in the 1920s some Mexicans made a push into the town and his family had to evacuate. When they returned they found a bullet hole in one of the bedframes. The fabled “Buffalo Soldiers” of the 9th Infantry were called in to restore order and my dad recalled how the kids were all impressed with the machine gun positions they set up.
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[…] The Bonus Army And The Fundamental Premise […]
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Don’t know about her eggs but those eyes are saying plenty:
those lips look like fun, though!
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I’d like to see the other lips…
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Yuck.
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…and alpha sperm is even more expensive than eggs, or at least that’s what hypergamy seems to be telling us, since the women we’re talking about here are willing to sacrifice their eggs for their holy grail pursuit of alpha jizz. amirite?
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maybe alpha provider sperm is more accurate….
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That is one disgraceful episode in the history of the US.
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In a sane society, would they even classify as women? Would any man, upon hearing their gasps and their shrieks, feel any iota of sympathy for them? They are like land-whales and earth-eels blubbering and slithering across our fine Terra. Just how manlets, faggots, traitors and man-children (*true manchildren, not what the left wants us to believe that phrase refers to) and weaponized spergs, geeks, nerds and dorks do not rouse any sympathy from men or women. The Cuntstabulary March would likely get a lot of media attention if it were met with violence but, nobody would really care. Besides, men aren’t so much cheap as they are threats.
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I saw a documentary about the Bonus Army on TV once. The young National Guard soldiers who were ordered to take them out felt terrible about it because they looked up to these World War I veterans, but they did what they were ordered to do. That, right there, is a huge part of the problem: White Men have a strong sense of duty and will turn their weapons against other White Men if Duty requires them to do so. How do we overcome this?
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In 1836, Congress overrode FDR’s veto, and paid the WW1 vets 9 years early, thus delaying FDR’s entry into WW2 by at least 2 years.
In 1933, FDR bribed some with CCC jobs and bussed the rest home.
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When I read your writing, I feel like when you pull the cap off your fountain pen in slow motion, you’re unsheathing a serrated katana.
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