The Sexual Insanity of the Wingnut Male

I don't know what it is about males of the wingnut variety. When they aren't obsessing about how gay people have sex, they're soliciting that very same gay sex in airport men's rooms. When they aren't trying to ban abortion to punish women who won't keep their legs closed, they're in a Louisiana brothel paying prostitutes to dress them up in diapers; embroiled in that peculiar madonna/whore stew that actual women have never understood; that nonsensical idea that's akin to what I used to call the Double Standard After the Fact, which goes something like this: If she fucked me, that means she fucked everybody, and since she fucks everybody, she's a whore and unworthy of the very same attention I gave her yesterday.

It comes from low self-esteem, of course, but when you're confronted with this weird circular illogic in your college years and early twenties, it can be extremely disconcerting.

Wingnut men tend to never grow out of this phase, this phase in which the brain hasn't formed gray matter yet and the lower motor functions and the other parts of the brain that simply keep the body going are located in the head of the penis. I don't know if the arrested development causes wingnuttia, or if the arrested development characterized by wingnuttia is a symptom of the failure of the brain to migrate north into the cranium.

I'm not sure how else to explain this:

Right off the bat, what you know about Nat Berman is that he doesn’t grasp that women are animate, self-aware, intelligent beings who can do things besides appear in his imagination (alas, as you’ll see, not so much in his bed) as passive cock receptacles.  In case his contempt for women isn’t clear enough, he illustrates his blog with many pictures to let you know that he is too All Man, and any suggestions otherwise will be met with more pictures of half-naked women and insistence that he enjoys many sporting events. 

I bring this up because this asswipe and the NY Post are trying to get Joe Biden’s daughter fired because she did not, during her stint as a student at Tulane, fuck this douchebag.  Which is just as well, because if she did, he’d probably try to get her fired for that, because if you’re not a withholding prude, you’re an evil slut, as you’ll soon see.  Well, let’s dive right into the tale of Nice Guy® woe, where young men are unjustly unrewarded with pussy for coughing up $200.

Ashley Blazer Biden is the 27-year-old daughter of Senator Joe Biden our new Vice President and running mate of Barack Obama in the 2008 presidential election. She is a social worker who is employed with the Delaware Department of Children, Youth and Families.  Biden is also a board member of the Delaware organization.

In other words, ladies, if you ever meet this guy, run away and don’t give him your name, because if you don’t fuck him when he thinks you should, he’ll get all creepy stalkery.  Douchebag went to Tulane, and he was, even as a young man, a creepy old man.

And it gets worse.

When you read about creeps like this guy, or like Rich Lowry, who thinks that when Sarah Palin winks at a TV camera, she's winking at him through the TV screen, or like Tom Coburn obsessing about Oklahoma schools being full of lesbians, or the pervasive notion on the right that if you don't ban abortions, pregnant women will go have them between Pilates class, the nail salon appointment, and the afternoon cup of Yolato -- you have to wonder just what kind of sick, twisted crap happened to them when they were children.