When Bad Women's Magazines Become Worse

I saw an email from Terry Brennan about a recent article at Elle magazine entitled “When Do Good Boys Become Bad Men?” and went to take a look. I shouldn’t have, of course, because it was the same boy bashing/man bashing diatribe that so many of the propagandist magazines spoon-feed their readers without a thought to the damage they cause. Here is an example of the sad ideas these child-abusing, misandric magazines present to their eagerly awaiting disciples:

My 3-year-old son can’t fall asleep without me. We’ve recently transitioned him from his crib to a bed, and it’s not going well. At 7 p.m. we give him milk, read him books, and then I gently tuck him in, only to be met with piercing, distressing screams. “MOMMY! Lie down with me! MOOOOMMMMY!” And so I sigh and remind myself to buy some books about toddler sleep training, and then I snuggle up to him and let him stroke my head until he starts to breathe heavily. I think about how I’m hungry and tired and would like a glass of wine. I think about my two little boys and this fucked up moment we’re living in. There are so many bad men everywhere. How did they get that way? Then I count to 100 to make sure he’s down and sneak back to our living room….

What happens in between where my sons are now and where some men end up? I see someone like Brett Kavanaugh—sputtering, denying, entitled, angry—and I wonder how to guide my babies toward kindness instead of abuse, gratefulness instead of take, take, take, mine, mine, mine. What did Kavanaugh’s mother think as she watched her son’s display, his evasion and defensiveness, the tone he took when Senator Amy Klobuchar asked him about drinking to the point of not remembering. “You’re talking about blackout,” he spit at Klobuchar. “I don’t know. Have you?” Did his mother shrink her in skin? Did she think: I taught him to be respectful; Did she think: Where did I go wrong?; Did she ever think: Maybe he did it?…

My husband is British and doesn’t understand the American obsession with masculine strength, this idea that men are men and weakness is a liability. The misplaced confidence, the showing off, the bro mentality, he just doesn’t get it. More than that, he thinks it’s grotesque. We recently walked by a father and son playing catch in the park. The boy, a delicate wisp with stick legs, missed the ball, and the dad barked menacingly, “Come on, buddy! You can do better than that.” My husband was deeply bothered, he stewed about it all day. “This country is a violent place,” he said at dinner that night. “And why would you call your son ‘buddy’?”

Now a father and son playing ball in the park and having fun is “grotesque” according to the sad sack of a husband who married the boy-hating author who is likely to believe her own sons are guilty once they reach manhood. I have no respect for mothers who put politics before their sons, and don’t get me started on the dipshit dad in this story. The author would never give in so completely and believe that little girls could grow up to lie or cheat. She says in the article that it is rare that a girl lies about sexual assault. Bullshit.

D. C. McAllister wrote a post for PJM on the topic of false accusations, which can run from 8 percent to 40 percent according to various studies and experts:

We’ve heard such cases shrugged off by the media as they claim that only 2 percent of rape allegations are false, but Brent Turvey, an expert in criminal law, disagrees. In his 2017 book on the topic, he cited research, police reports, and studies to show that the number is much higher. One study even had false “sexual assault” allegations as high as 40 percent. Turvey wrote that in the 1990s, the FBI registered false accusations of “rape or attempted rape” at 8 percent. As cited in the Washington Examiner,

“There is no shortage of politicians, victims’ advocates and news articles claiming that the nationwide false report for rape and sexual assault is almost nonexistent, presenting a figure of around 2 percent,” writes Mr. Turvey, who directs the Forensic Criminology Institute. “This figure is not only inaccurate, but also it has no basis in reality. Reporting it publicly as a valid frequency rate with any empirical basis is either scientifically negligent or fraudulent.”

By downplaying the number of false accusations, the media allow victims of this heinous act to be ignored and silenced, their reputations ruined with no recourse to find redemption. The result is depression, anger, disrupted relationships, and even suicide.

This damage to the men of America is probably just fine with the author of the Elle article, Emma Rosenblum. Afterall, she is intimidated by men:

I’m intimidated by men, their wildness, their flashes of violence mixed with insecurity, and now I have two. There are so many penises in my house! (I also have two male cats, but they’re neutered.) Girls, someone once said to me, you have to protect from the world. Boys you need to protect from themselves.

No, we need to protect boys from women like the author, who is unlikely to stand up even for her own sons once they reach manhood, much less a stranger. These women and magazines like Elle that serve up dangerous propaganda should be ridiculed by those of us who believe the sons of America deserve better than a judicial process based on women’s fear and mob rule like #MeToo. Not all men are guilty and not all women are saints. But you wouldn’t know it from reading the misandric rags that women’s magazines have become.