According to Valerie Solanas, Jezebels Are S.C.U.M.

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Valerie Solanas is most famous for shooting Andy Warhol 40 years ago today, but she is also widely known as the mostly deranged writer behind the SCUM (Society for Cutting Up Men) Manifesto. While the SCUM manifesto is misandrist and 99% insane, it was also, according to L.A. Times writer A.S. Hamrah, oddly prophetic!"In the future, [Solanas] wrote in her characteristic mode of threat-laced irony, 'it will be electronically possible for [a man] to tune in to any specific female he wants to and follow in detail her every movement. The females will kindly, obligingly consent to this.' These twin predictions sum up the world we find ourselves in now, the world of reality TV, Facebook, Twitter, the entire free-range panopticon." Solanas envisioned a world where men were completely irrelevant, where the future battle would not be between men and women, but between two different kinds of women: SCUM and not SCUM.

SCUM are defined by Solanas as "dominant, secure, self-confident, nasty, violent, selfish, independent, proud, thrill-seeking, free-wheeling, arrogant females," while Not-SCUM are "nice, passive, accepting, 'cultivated,' polite, dignified, subdued, dependent, scared, mindless, insecure, approval-seeking Daddy's Girls." While Solanas might have been an intermittently violent whack-job, her description of SCUMs sounds suspiciously similar to another type of woman, a certain bleeding-heart, bleeding-sexed, socially-conscious Clive Owen-worshiping slob. That's right: Jezebels and SCUM have a lot in common!

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A Grrl And Her Gun [L.A. Times]

Earlier: The Jezebel Reader: Profile Of A Bleeding-Heart, Bleeding-Sexed, Socially-Conscious Clive Owen-Worshiping Slob

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Well, Valerie, if you insist I can't be independent while wearing high heels, pearls, a headband and a tasteful A-line skirt and sweater set, then GUESS WHO MISSES OUT ON HOME MADE RASPBERRY BARS?! It's YOU, missy.

Surriously, bat shit crazy, this one. If she were writing satirically, awesome. This does not appear to be the case...