Inside The University of Melbourne

The joke that is feminism continues to be huge fad for many self-entitled students at The University of Melbourne. I would gladly say that the majority of these students would be Angry Arts Students who are also probably ugly too.

The common argument  put up frequently by depleted feminists is that men have more power than women, that men control the world and that women are oppressed as a result. So instead you’ll see Feminazi’s rebel against the social expectation to look feminine by cutting their hair short, rocking hipster glasses, dressing with clothes from an op-shop and not shaving their armpits for months to show off how “liberated”, “confident” and “strong-willed” they are.

Now note, most of these feminist losers probably have never received any attention from the opposite sex in their whole life so they aren’t losing much by looking like homeless tramps and whining about how “unfair” the world is and how opening a door for a woman is sexist since they are perfectly capable of doing it themselves.

Ok, so you missed out big time in the genetic lottery and look pretty terrible, so to feel remotely good about yourself, you need to waste time and find something to blame for your shortcomings, so jumping on the feminism bandwagon will do!

Arguing with a Feminist is honestly similar to arguing with a child, there’s no way they will accept a valid argument, their minds are made up, anything which disagrees with their view will land you with the label of “Misogynist”.

Some of these Feminist tools will study pathetically useless subjects such as Gender Studies, where the lecturer will be some jaded, washed up, spinster preaching nonsense which tries to substantiate why their own lives are so meaningless and how men are behind her lack of success. Unfortunately the geniuses studying this subject won’t ever dare to go against the garbage spat out by the lecturer and are likely to be the next generation of Feminist failures.

So where do these Feminist losers end up? Well, since most of them do useless degrees and regurgitate garbage essays and protest all day about useless issues which nobody could care less about, they end up with some shitty job and a depressing existence filled with whinging. Maybe, reading The Huffington Post will give them some temporary relief from their rage-filled lives. A few will end up lonely and probably focus solely on their career in an attempt to cover up their inadequacies in other aspects of their sad existence. Often, to fill up the void of a man in their lives they will utter garbage such as “I’m a STRONG, INDEPENDENT, CAREER DRIVEN woman” or maybe something like “I don’t need a man, I have a job, car, house” or even worse “No man is good enough for me, they are all pigs”

Doing something wrong, and then playing the victim of how the world is against you and using the rubric of Feminism to further back-up your illogical argument isn’t going to get you far, maybe joining this fad is just a nice way to kill time for these bored, visually unattractive spinsters.

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“But.. we’re studying what we love?!“

Now I’m sure everyone considers a Bachelor of Arts to be a complete joke (Personally, I thought Commerce was a complete joke too!) But unfortunately there are some deluded students out there who think otherwise.

A friend of mine recently took some retard-friendly breadth subject from the Arts faculty so they could relax and only focus on core subjects.

So how did it go? Not so great… The cohort was the main problem from what I’ve been told.

Now seriously, a class filled with latte-sipping, Beret-wearing, leftist losers constantly whinging about useless issues which nobody could care less about isn’t exactly a dream cohort especially when you’re looking to just sleep through classes and attain a perfunctory H1.

The real problem is that many Arts students feel as if they constantly express their views that it will make a difference and the world will change, just because they argued their point over and over and over again. Very logical thinking. This often leads to in-class discussion which gets very heated, not that the tutor minds though. Why? Because the tutor can just step back and watch the stubborn students debate about their opinions and ideologies, while the tutor “facilitates” it by asking some super generic questions and making vague statements so they can continue to appear that they really care (Before you begin the usual rage, just note that a friend of mine actually tutored a couple of Arts subjects and said this herself).

Luckily, the saving grace for my friend (Who did manage to get H1), was that the content was so obvious that the majority of it can be understood well with absolutely no attendance. Yet somehow there are Arts retards who actually major in this field  and struggle to get H2B’s and H2A’s. Absolute geniuses!

Luckily though, as time passes, most of the Arts students will get what they deserve, which is often entry into a useless Masters Program (Goooo Melbourne model!), a DipEd and a passive teaching gig (Ambitious yo!), the longer path to a law career (By doing a JD and hoping for the best in entering the saturated Law graduate market) or maybe a lovely retail or fast-food gig (Sorry, had to throw in the Arts graduate stereotype).

The sad truth is a few years spent reading useless texts, writing garbage essays, debating hopeless issues won’t exactly get you too far unless you’ve got other things going for you. Life isn’t fair.

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Oh and I’m not expecting any Arts kids to accept anything written in this post. Just go back to picking out spelling mistakes and grammars throughout the blog. Oh and arguing too. Stay delusional guys!

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