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                             the


                        SCUM Manifesto


                      by Valerie Solanas




This is the only copy of the SCUM Manifesto I've ever seen. This
version was published by PHOENIX PRESS, presumably in the UK (price
given as "75p"), though no contact information was provided. I have
no idea what, if any, changes were made to the text. I tried to
change nothing except change some obvious (to me) Anglicizations
back to Americanisms (eg. empathise to empathize). The copyright
is certainly retained by Valerie, where ever she is; likely jail.
Seeing how it's a manifesto, and the Phoenix people don't own it
either, I figured Valerie Solanas wouldn't mind my typing this all
in and giving it away for free.


If you have any authoritative data, or additions to make (skip the
comments on content please) please send them along, and I'll include
on my archive.


  -- tomj@wps.com (Tom Jennings), Jan 1994.




From the back cover of the PHOENIX PRESS booklet:


       "Valerie Solanas' SCUM Manifesto was written in 1967 and
       published in 1968, the year she shot and wounded Andy
       Warhol. The text used here is that of the 1983 edition of
       the Manifesto that was published by the Matriarchy Study
       Group."



And now on with it.


                             the


                        SCUM Manifesto


                      by Valerie Solanas




Life in this society being, at best, an utter bore and no aspect
of society being at all relevant to women, there remains to
civic-minded, responsible, thrill-seeking females only to overthrow
the government, eliminate the money system, institute complete
automation and destroy the male sex.


It is now technically feasible to reproduce without the aid of
males (or, for that matter, females) and to produce only females.
We must begin immediately to do so. Retaining the mail has not even
the dubious purpose of reproduction. The male is a biological
accident: the Y (male) gene is an incomplete X (female) gene, that
is, it has an incomplete set of chromosomes. In other words, the
male is an incomplete female, a walking abortion, aborted at the
gene stage. To be male is to be deficient, emotionally limited;
maleness is a deficiency disease and males are emotional cripples.


The male is completely egocentric, trapped inside himself, incapable
of empathizing or identifying with others, or love, friendship,
affection of tenderness. He is a completely isolated unit, incapable
of rapport with anyone. His responses are entirely visceral, not
cerebral; his intelligence is a mere tool in the services of his
drives and needs; he is incapable of mental passion, mental
interaction; he can't relate to anything other than his own physical
sensations. He is a half-dead, unresponsive lump, incapable of
giving or receiving pleasure or happiness; consequently, he is at
best an utter bore, an inoffensive blob, since only those capable
of absorption in others can be charming.  He is trapped in a twilight
zone halfway between humans and apes, and is far worse off than
the apes because, unlike the apes, he is capable of a large array
of negative feelings -- hate, jealousy, contempt, disgust, guilt,
shame, doubt -- and moreover, he is *aware* of what he is and
what he isn't.


Although completely physical, the male is unfit even for stud
service.  Even assuming mechanical proficiency, which few men have,
he is, first of all, incapable of zestfully, lustfully, tearing
off a piece, but instead is eaten up with guilt, shame, fear and
insecurity, feelings rooted in male nature, which the most enlightened
training can only minimize; second, the physical feeling he attains
is next to nothing; and third, he is not empathizing with his
partner, but is obsessed with how he's doing, turning in an A
performance, doing a good plumbing job.  To call a man an animal
is to flatter him; he's a machine, a walking dildo. It's often said
that men use women. Use them for what? Surely not pleasure.


Eaten up with guilt, shame, fears and insecurities and obtaining,
if he's lucky, a barely perceptible physical feeling, the male is,
nonetheless, obsessed with screwing; he'll swim through a river of
snot, wade nostril-deep through a mile of vomit, if he thinks
there'll be a friendly pussy awaiting him. He'll screw a woman he
despises, any snaggle-toothed hag, and furthermore, pay for the
opportunity. Why? Relieving physical tension isn't the answer, as
masturbation suffices for that. It's not ego satisfaction; that
doesn't explain screwing corpses and babies.


Completely egocentric, unable to relate, empathize or identify,
and filled with a vast, pervasive, diffuse sexuality, the male is
pyschically passive. He hates his passivity, so he projects it onto
women, defines the make as active, then sets out to prove that he
is (`prove that he is a Man'). His main means of attempting to
prove it is screwing (Big Man with a Big Dick tearing off a Big
Piece). Since he's attempting to prove an error, he must `prove'
it again and again.  Screwing, then, is a desperate compulsive,
attempt to prove he's not passive, not a woman; but he *is*
passive and *does* want to be a woman.


Being an incomplete female, the male spends his life attempting to
complete himself, to become female. He attempts to do this by
constantly seeking out, fraternizing with and trying to live through
an fuse with the female, and by claiming as his own all female
characteristics -- emotional strength and independence, forcefulness,
dynamism, decisiveness, coolness, objectivity, assertiveness,
courage, integrity, vitality, intensity, depth of character,
grooviness, etc -- and projecting onto women all male traits --
vanity, frivolity, triviality, weakness, etc. It should be said,
though, that the male has one glaring area of superiority over the
female -- public relations. (He has done a brilliant job of convincing
millions of women that men are women and women are men). The male
claim that females find fulfillment through motherhood and sexuality
reflects what males think they'd find fulfilling if they were
female.


Women, in other words, don't have penis envy; men have pussy envy.
When the male accepts his passivity, defines himself as a woman
(males as well as females thing men are women and women are men),
and becomes a transvestite he loses his desire to screw (or to do
anything else, for that matter; he fulfills himself as a drag queen)
and gets his dick chopped off. He then achieves a continuous diffuse
sexual feeling from `being a woman'. Screwing is, for a man, a
defense against his desire to be female. He is responsible for:



namely, getting his Big Gun off, is grossly inadequate, as he can
get it off only a very limited number of times; so he gets it off
on a really massive scale, and proves to the entire world that he's
a `Man'. Since he has no compassion or ability to empathize or
identify, proving his manhood is worth an endless amount of mutilation
and suffering and an endless number of lives, including his own --
his own life being worthless, he would rather go out in a blaze of
glory than to plod grimly on for fifty more years.



knows he's a worthless piece of shit. Overwhelmed by a sense of
animalism and deeply ashamed of it; wanting, not to express himself,
but to hide from others his total physicality, total egocentricity,
the hate and contempt he feels for other men, and to hide from
himself the hate and contempt he suspects other men feel for him;
having a crudely constructed nervous system that is easily upset
by the least display of emotion or feeling, the male tries to
enforce a `social' code that ensures perfect blandness, unsullied
by the slightest trace or feeling or upsetting opinion. He uses
terms like `copulate', `sexual congress', `have relations with'
(to men *sexual* relations is a redundancy), overlaid with
stilted manners; the suit on the chimp.



Automated Society*: There is no human reason for money or for
anyone to work more than two or three hours a week at the very
most. All non-creative jobs (practically all jobs now being done)
could have been automated long ago, and in a moneyless society
everyone can have as much of the best of everything as she wants.
But there are non-human, male reasons for wanting to maintain the
money system:


1.  Pussy. Despising his highly inadequate self, overcome
    with intense anxiety and a deep, profound loneliness when by
    his empty self, desperate to attach himself to any female in
    dim hopes of completing himself, in the mystical belief that
    by touching gold he'll turn to gold, the male craves the
    continuous companionship of women. The company of the lowest
    female is preferable to his own or that of other men, who serve
    only to remind him of his repulsiveness. But females, unless
    very young or very sick, must be coerced or bribed into male
    company.


2.  Supply the non-relating male with the delusion of
    usefulness, and enable him to try to justify his existence by
    digging holes and then filling them up. Leisure time horrifies
    the male, who will have nothing to do but contemplate his
    grotesque self. Unable to relate or to love, the male must
    work. Females crave absorbing, emotionally satisfying, meaningful
    activity, but lacking the opportunity or ability for this, they
    prefer to idle and waste away their time in ways of their own
    choosing -- sleeping, shopping, bowling, shooting pool, playing
    cards and other games, breeding, reading, walking around,
    daydreaming, eating, playing with themselves, popping pills,
    going to the movies, getting analyzed, traveling, raising dogs
    and cats, lolling about on the beach, swimming, watching TV,
    listening to music, decorating their houses, gardening, sewing,
    nightclubbing, dancing, visiting, `improving their minds'
    (taking courses), and absorbing `culture' (lectures, plays,
    concerts, `arty' movies). Therefore, many females would, even
    assuming complete economic equality between the sexes, prefer
    living with males or peddling their asses on the street, thus
    having most of their time for themselves, to spending many
    hours of their days doing boring, stultifying, non-creative
    work for someone else, functioning as less than animals, as
    machines, or, at best -- if able to get a `good' job --
    co-managing the shitpile. What will liberate women, therefore,
    from male control is the total elimination of the money-work
    system, not the attainment of economic equality with men within
    it.


3.  Power and control. Unmasterful in his personal relations with
    women, the male attains to masterfulness by the manipulation
    of money and everything controlled by money, in other words,
    of everything and everybody.


4.  Love substitute. Unable to give love or affection, the male
    gives money. It makes him feel motherly. The mother gives milk;
    he gives bread. He is the Breadwinner.


5.  Provide the male with a goal. Incapable of enjoying the moment,
    the male needs something to look forward to, and money provides
    him with an eternal, never-ending goal: Just think of what you
    could do with 80 trillion dollars -- invest it! And in three
    years time you'd have 300 trillion dollars!!!


6.  Provide the basis for the male's major opportunity to control
    and manipulate -- fatherhood.



humility, insecurity, passivity)*: Mother wants what's best for
her kids; Daddy only wants what's best for Daddy, that is peace
and quiet, pandering to his delusion of dignity (`respect'), a good
reflection on himself (status) and the opportunity to control and
manipulate, or, if he's an `enlightened' father, to `give guidance'.
His daughter, in addition, he wants sexually -- he givers her

Mother, can never give in to his kids, as he must, at all costs,
preserve his delusion of decisiveness, forcefulness, always-rightness
and strength. Never getting one's way leads to lack of self-confidence
in one's ability to cope with the world and to a passive acceptance
of the status quo. Mother loves her kids, although she sometimes
gets angry, but anger blows over quickly and even while it exists,
doesn't preclude love and basic acceptance. Emotionally diseased
Daddy doesn't love his kids; he approves of them -- if they're
`good', that is, if they're nice, `respectful', obedient, subservient
to his will, quiet and not given to unseemly displays of temper
that would be most upsetting to Daddy's easily disturbed male
nervous system -- in other words, if they're passive vegetables.
If they're not `good', he doesn't get angry -- not if he's a modern,
`civilized' father (the old-fashioned ranting, raving brute is
preferable, as he is so ridiculous he can be easily despised) --
but rather express disapproval, a state that, unlike anger, endures
and precludes a basic acceptance, leaving the kid with the feeling
of worthlessness and a lifelong obsession wit being approved of;
the result is fear of independent thought, as this leads to
unconventional, disapproved of opinions and way of life.


For the kid to want Daddy's approval it must respect Daddy, and
being garbage, Daddy can make sure that he is respected only by
remaining aloof, by distantness, by acting on the precept of
`familiarity breeds contempt', which is, of course, true, if one
is contemptible. By being distant and aloof, he is able to remain
unknown, mysterious, and thereby, to inspire fear (`respect').


Disapproval of emotional `scenes' leads to fear of strong emotion,
fear of one's own anger and hatred. Fear of anger and hatred combined
with a lack of self-confidence in one's ability to cope with and
change the world, or even to affect in the slightest way one's own
destiny, leads to a mindless belief that the world and most people
in it are nice and the most banal, trivial amusements are great
fun and deeply pleasurable.


The affect of fatherhood on males, specifically, is to make them
`Men', that is, highly defensive of all impulses to passivity,
faggotry, and of desires to be female.  Every boy wants to imitate
his mother, be her, fuse with her, but Daddy forbids this; *he*
is the mother; *he* gets to fuse with her. So he tells the
boy, sometimes directly, sometimes indirectly, to not be a sissy,
to act like a `Man'.  The boy, scared shitless of and `respecting'
his father, complies, and becomes just like Daddy, that model of
`Man'-hood, the all-American ideal -- the well-behaved heterosexual
dullard.


The effect of fatherhood on females is to make them male -- dependent,
passive, domestic, animalistic, insecure, approval and security
seekers, cowardly, humble, `respectful' of authorities and men,
closed, not fully responsive, half-dead, trivial, dull, conventional,
flattened-out and thoroughly contemptible. Daddy's Girl, always
tense and fearful, uncool, unanalytical, lacking objectivity,
appraises Daddy, and thereafter, other men, against a background
of fear (`respect') and is not only unable to see the empty shell
behind the facade, but accepts the male definition of himself as
superior, as a female, and of herself, as inferior, as a male,
which, thanks to Daddy, she really is.


It is the increase of fatherhood, resulting from the increased and
more widespread affluence that fatherhood needs in order to thrive,
that has caused the general increase of mindlessness and the decline
of women in the United States since the 1920s. The close association
of affluence with fatherhood has led, for the most part, to only
the wrong girls, namely, the `privileged' middle class girls,
getting `educated'.


The effect of fathers, in sum, has been to corrode the world with
maleness. The male has a negative Midas Touch -- everything he
touches turns to shit.



motherhood), and Functionalism*: The male is just a bunch of
conditioned reflexes, incapable of a mentally free response; he is
tied to he earliest conditioning, determined completely by his past
experiences. His earliest experiences are with his mother, and he
is throughout his life tied to her. It never becomes completely
clear to the make that he is not part of his mother, that he is he
and she is she.


His greatest need is to be guided, sheltered, protected and admired
by Mama (men expect women to adore what men shrink from in horror
-- themselves) and, being completely physical, he yearns to spend
his time (that's not spent `out in the world' grimly defending
against his passivity) wallowing in basic animal activities --
eating, sleeping, shitting, relaxing and being soothed by Mama.
Passive, rattle-headed Daddy's Girl, ever eager for approval, for
a pat on the head, for the `respect' if any passing piece of garbage,
is easily reduced to Mama, mindless ministrator to physical needs,
soother of the weary, apey brow, booster of the tiny ego, appreciator
of the contemptible, a hot water bottle with tits.


The reduction to animals of the women of the most backward segment
of society -- the `privileged, educated' middle-class, the backwash
of humanity -- where Daddy reigns supreme, has been so thorough
that they try to groove on labour pains and lie around in the most
advanced nation in the world in the middle of the twentieth century
with babies chomping away on their tits. It's not for the kids
sake, though, that the `experts' tell women that Mama should stay
home and grovel in animalism, but for Daddy's; the tits for Daddy
to hang onto; the labor pains for Daddy to vicariously groove on
(half dead, he needs awfully strong stimuli to make him respond).


Reducing the female to an animal, to Mama, to a male, is necessary
for psychological as well as practical reasons: the male is a mere
member of the species, interchangeable with every other male. He
has no deep-seated individuality, which stems from what intrigues
you, what outside yourself absorbs you, what you're in relation
to. Completely self-absorbed, capable of being in relation only to
their bodies and physical sensations, males differ from each other
only to the degree and in the ways they attempt to defend against
their passivity and against their desire to be female.


The female's individuality, which he is acutely aware of, but which
he doesn't comprehend and isn't capable of relating to or grasping
emotionally, frightens and upsets him and fills him with envy. So
he denies it in her and proceeds to define everyone in terms of
his or her function or use, assigning to himself, of course, the
most important functions -- doctor, president, scientist -- therefore
providing himself with an identity, if not individuality, and tries
to convince himself and women (he's succeeded best at convincing
women) that the female function is to bear and raise children and
to relax, comfort and boost the ego if the male; that her function
is such as to make her interchangeable with every other female. In
actual fact, the female function is to relate, groove, love and be
herself, irreplaceable by anyone else; the male function is to
produce sperm. We now have sperm banks.


In actual fact, the female function is to explore, discover, invent,
solve problems crack jokes, make music -- all with love. In other
words, create a magic world.



what he is and almost of everything he does, insists on privacy
and secrecy in all aspects of his life, he has no real *regard*
for privacy. Being empty, not being a complete, separate being,
having no self to groove on and needing to be constantly in female
company, he sees nothing at all wrong in intruding himself on any
woman's thoughts, even a total stranger's, anywhere at any time,
but rather feels indignant and insulted when put down for doing
so, as well as confused -- he can't, for the life of him, understand
why anyone would prefer so much as one minute of solitude to the
company of any creep around. Wanting to become a woman, he strives
to be constantly around females, which is the closest he can get
to becoming one, so he created a `society' based upon the family
-- a male-female could and their kids (the excuse for the family's
existence), who live virtually on top of one another, unscrupuluously
violating the females' rights, privacy and sanity.



is not a community, but merely a collection of isolated family
units.  Desperately insecure, fearing his woman will leave him if
she is exposed to other men or to anything remotely resembling
life, the male seeks to isolate her from other men and from what
little civilization there is, so he moves her out to the suburbs,
a collection of self-absorbed couples and their kids. Isolation
enables him to try to maintain his pretense of being an individual
nu becoming a `rugged individualist', a loner, equating non-cooperation
and solitariness with individuality.


There is yet another reason for the male to isolate himself: every
man is an island. Trapped inside himself, emotionally isolated,
unable to relate, the male has a horror of civilization, people,
cities, situations requiring an ability to understand and relate
to people. So like a scared rabbit, he scurries off, dragging
Daddy's little asshole with him to the wilderness, suburbs, or, in
the case of the hippy -- he's way out, Man! -- all the way out to
the cow pasture where he can fuck and breed undisturbed and mess
around with his beads and flute.


The `hippy', whose desire to be a `Man', a `rugged individualist',
isn't quite as strong as the average man's, and who, in addition,
is excited by the thought having lots of women accessible to him,
rebels against the harshness of a Breadwinner's life and the monotony
of one woman. In the name of sharing and cooperation, he forms a
commune or tribe, which, for all its togetherness and partly because
of it, (the commune, being an extended family, is an extended
violation of the female's rights, privacy and sanity) is no more
a community than normal `society'.


A true community consists of individuals -- not mere species members,
not couples -- respecting each others individuality and privacy,
at the same time interacting with each other mentally and emotionally
-- free spirits in free relation to each other -- and co-operating
with each other to achieve common ends. Traditionalists say the
basic unit of `society' is the family; `hippies' say the tribe; no
one says the individual.


The `hippy' babbles on about individuality, but has no more conception
of it than any other man. He desires to get back to Nature, back
to the wilderness, back to the home of furry animals that he's one
of, away from the city, where there is at least a trace, a bare
beginning of civilization, to live at the species level, his time
taken up with simple, non-intellectual activities -- farming,
fucking, bead stringing. The most important activity of the commune,
the one upon which it is based, is gang-banging. The `hippy' is
enticed to the commune mainly by the prospect for free pussy --
the main commodity to be shared, to be had just for the asking,
but, blinded by greed, he fails to anticipate all the other men he
has to share with, or the jealousies and possessiveness for the
pussies themselves.


Men cannot co-operate to achieve a common end, because each man's
end is all the pussy for himself. The commune, therefore, is doomed
to failure; each `hippy' will, in panic, grad the first simpleton
who digs him and whisks her off to the suburbs as fast as he can.
The male cannot progress socially, but merely swings back and forth
from isolation to gang-banging.



is scared of anything in himself that is the slightest bit different
from other men, it causes him to suspect that he's not really a
`Man', that he's passive and totally sexual, a highly upsetting
suspicion.  If other men are "A" and he's not, he must not be a
man; he must be a fag. So he tries to affirm his `Manhood' by being
like all the other men.  Differentness in other men, as well as
himself, threatens him; it means *they're* fags whom he must
at all costs avoid, so he tries to make sure that all other men
conform.


The male dares to be different to the degree that he accepts his
passivity and his desire to be female, his fagginess. The farthest
out male is the drag queen, but he, although different from most
men, is exactly like all the other drag queens like the functionalist,
he has an identity -- he is female. He tries to define all his
troubles away -- but still no individuality. Not completely convinced
that he's a woman, highly insecure about being sufficiently female,
he conforms compulsively to the man-made stereotype, ending up as
nothing but a bundle of stilted mannerisms.


To be sure he's a `Man', the male must see to it that the female
be clearly a `Woman', the opposite of a `Man', that is, the female
must act like a faggot. And Daddy's Girl, all of whose female
instincts were wrenched out of her when little, easily and obligingly
adapts herself to the role.



no conscience, which can only stem from having an ability to
empathize with others... having no faith in his non-existent self,
being unnecessarily competitive, and by nature, unable to co-operate,
the male feels a need for external guidance and control. So he
created authorities -- priests, experts, bosses, leaders, etc --
and government. Wanting the female (Mama) to guide him, but unable
to accept this fact (he is, after all, a MAN), wanting to play
Woman, to usurp her function as Guider and Protector, he sees to
it that all authorities are male.


There's no reason why a society consisting of rational beings
capable of empathizing with each other, complete and having no
natural reason to compete, should have a government, laws or leaders.



inability to relate to anybody or anything makes his life pointless
and meaningless (the ultimate male insight is that life is absurd),
so he invented philosophy and religion. Being empty, he looks
outward, not only for guidance and control, but for salvation and
for the meaning of life.  Happiness being for him impossible on
this earth, he invented Heaven.


For a man, having no ability to empathize with others and being
totally sexual, `wrong' is sexual `license' and engaging in `deviant'
(`unmanly') sexual practices, that is, not defending against his
passivity and total sexuality which, if indulged, would destroy
`civilization', since `civilization' is based entirely upon the
male need to defend himself against these characteristics. For a
woman (according to men), `wrong' is any behavior that would entice
men into sexual `license' -- that is, not placing male needs above
her own and not being a faggot.


Religion not only provides the male with a goal (Heaven) and helps
keep women tied to men, but offers rituals through which he can
try to expiate the guilt and shame he feels at not defending himself
enough against his sexual impulses; in essence, that guilt and
shame he feels at being male.


Most men men, utterly cowardly, project their inherent weaknesses
onto women, label them female weaknesses and believe themselves to
have female strengths; most philosophers, not quite so cowardly,
face the fact that make lacks exist in men, but still can't face
the fact that they exist in men only. So they label the male
condition the Human Condition, post their nothingness problem,
which horrifies them, as a philosophical dilemma, thereby giving
stature to their animalism, grandiloquently label their nothingness
their `Identity Problem', and proceed to prattle on pompously about
the `Crisis of the Individual', the `Essence of Being', `Existence
preceding Essence', `Existential Modes of Being', etc. etc.


A woman not only takes her identity and individuality for granted,
but knows instinctively that the only wrong is to hurt others, and
that the meaning of life is love.



scapegoats onto whom he can project his failings and inadequacies
and upon whom he can vent his frustration at not being female. And
the vicarious discriminations have the practical advantage of
substantially increasing the pussy pool available to the men on
top.



Social and Economic Classes*: Having an obsessive desire to be
admired by women, but no intrinsic worth, the make constructs a
highly artificial society enabling him to appropriate the appearance
of worth through money, prestige, `high' social class, degrees,
professional position and knowledge and, by pushing as many other
men as possible down professionally, socially, economically, and
educationally.


The purpose of `higher' education is not to educate but to exclude
as many as possible from the various professions.


The male, totally physical, incapable of mental rapport, although
able to understand and use knowledge and ideas, is unable to relate
to them, to grasp them emotionally: he does not value knowledge
and ideas for their own sake (they're just means to ends) and,
consequently, feels no need for mental companions, no need to
cultivate the intellectual potentialities of others. On the contrary,
the male has a vested interest in ignorance; it gives the few
knowledgeable men a decided edge on the unknowledgeable ones, and
besides, the male knows that an enlightened, aware female population
will mean the end of him. The healthy, conceited female wants the
company of equals whom she can respect and groove on; the male and
the sick, insecure, unself-confident male female crave the company
of worms.


No genuine social revolution can be accomplished by the male, as
the male on top wants the status quo, and all the male on the bottom
wants is to be the male on top. The male `rebel' is a farce; this
is the male's `society', made by *him* to satisfy *his*
needs. He's never satisfied, because he's not capable of being
satisfied. Ultimately, what the male `rebel' is rebelling against
is being male. The male changes only when forced to do so by
technology, when he has no choice, when `society' reaches the stage
where he must change or die. We're at that stage now; if women
don't get their asses in gear fast, we may very well all die.



and unable to relate to anything outside himself, the male's
`conversation', when not about himself, is an impersonal droning
on, removed from anything of human value. Male `intellectual
conversation' is a strained compulsive attempt to impress the
female.


Daddy's Girl, passive, adaptable, respectful of and in awe of the
male, allows him to impose his hideously dull chatter on her. This
is not too difficult for her, as the tension and anxiety, the lack
of cool, the insecurity and self-doubt, the unsureness of her own
feelings and sensations that Daddy instilled in her make her
perceptions superficial and render her unable to see that the male's
babble is babble; like the aesthete `appreciating' the blob that's
labeled `Great Art', she believes she's grooving on what bores the
shit out of her. Not only does she permit his babble to dominate,
she adapts her own `conversation' accordingly.


Trained from an early childhood in niceness, politeness and `dignity',
in pandering to the male need to disguise his animalism, she
obligingly reduces her own `conversation' to small talk, a bland,
insipid avoidance of any topic beyond the utterly trivial -- or is
`educated', to `intellectual' discussion, that is, impersonal
discoursing on irrelevant distractions -- the Gross National Product,
the Common Market, the influence of Rimbaud on symbolist painting.
So adept is she at pandering that it eventually becomes second
nature and she continues to pander to men even when in the company
of other females only.


Apart from pandering, her `conversation' is further limited by her
insecurity about expressing deviant, original opinions and the
self-absorption based on insecurity and that prevents her conversation
from being charming. Niceness, politeness, `dignity', insecurity
and self-absorption are hardly conducive to intensity and wit,
qualities a conversation must have to be worthy of the name. Such
conversation is hardly rampant, as only completely self-confident,
arrogant, outgoing, proud, tough-minded females are capable of
intense, bitchy, witty conversation.



themselves, for all other men whom they contemplate more than
casually and whom they do not think are females, (for example
`sympathetic' analysts and `Great Artists') or agents of God and
for all women who respect and pander to them: the insecure,
approval-seeking, pandering male-females have contempt for themselves
and for all women like them: the self-confident, swinging,
thrill-seeking female females have contempt for me and for the
pandering male females. In short, contempt is the order of the day.


Love is not dependency or sex, but friendship, and therefore, love
can't exist between two males, between a male and a female, or
between two females, one or both of whom is a mindless, insecure,
pandering male; like conversation, live can exist only between two
secure, free-wheeling, independent groovy female females, since
friendship is based upon respect, not contempt.


Even amongst groovy females deep friendships seldom occur in
adulthood, as almost all of them are either tied up with men in
order to survive economically, or bogged down in hacking their way
through the jungle and in trying to keep their heads about the
amorphous mass. Love can't flourish in a society based upon money
and meaningless work: it requires complete economic as well as
personal freedom, leisure time and the opportunity to engage in
intensely absorbing, emotionally satisfying activities which, when
shared with those you respect, lead to deep friendship. Our `society'
provides practically no opportunity to engage in such activities.


Having stripped the world of conversation, friendship and love,
the male offers us these paltry substitutes:



solve his dilemma of not being able to live, of not being female,
by constructing a highly artificial world in which the male is
heroized, that is, displays female traits, and the female is reduced
to highly limited, insipid subordinate roles, that is, to being
male.


The male `artistic' aim being, not to communicate (having nothing
inside him he has nothing to say), but to disguise his animalism,
he resorts to symbolism and obscurity (`deep' stuff). The vast
majority of people, particularly the `educated' ones, lacking faith
in their own judgment, humble, respectful of authority (`Daddy
knows best'), are easily conned into believing that obscurity,
evasiveness, incomprehensibility, indirectness, ambiguity and
boredom are marks of depth and brilliance.


`Great Art' proves that men are superior to women, that men are
women, being labeled `Great Art', almost all of which, as the
anti-feminists are fond of reminding us, was created by men. We
know that `Great Art' is great because male authorities have told
us so, and we can't claim otherwise, as only those with exquisite
sensitivities far superior to ours can perceive and appreciated
the slop they appreciated.


Appreciating is the sole diversion of the `cultivated'; passive
and incompetent, lacking imagination and wit, they must try to make
do with that; unable to create their own diversions, to create a
little world of their own, to affect in the smallest way their
environments, they must accept what's given; unable to create or
relate, they spectate.  Absorbing `culture' is a desperate, frantic
attempt to groove in an ungroovy world, to escape the horror of a
sterile, mindless, existence.  `Culture' provides a sop to the egos
of the incompetent, a means of rationalizing passive spectating;
they can pride themselves on their ability to appreciate the `finer'
things, to see a jewel where this is only a turd (they want to be
admired for admiring). Lacking faith in their ability to change
anything, resigned to the status quo, they *have* to see beauty
in turds because, so far as they can see, turds are all they'll
ever have.


The veneration of `Art' and `Culture' -- besides leading many women
into boring, passive activity that distracts from more important
and rewarding activities, from cultivating active abilities, and
leads to the constant intrusion on our sensibilities of pompous
dissertations on the deep beauty of this and that turn. This allows
the `artist' to be setup as one possessing superior feelings,
perceptions, insights and judgments, thereby undermining the faith
of insecure women in the value and validity of their own feelings,
perceptions, insights and judgments.


The male, having a very limited range of feelings, and consequently,
very limited perceptions, insights and judgments, needs the `artist'
to guide him, to tell him what life is all about. But the male
`artist' being totally sexual, unable to relate to anything beyond
his own physical sensations, having nothing to express beyond the
insight that for the male life is meaningless and absurd, cannot
be an artist. How can he who is not capable of life tell us what
life is all about? A `male artist' is a contradiction in terms. A
degenerate can only produce degenerate `art'. The true artist is
every self-confident, healthy female, and in a female society the
only Art, the only Culture, will be conceited, kooky, funky, females
grooving on each other and on everything else in the universe.



it is a solitary experience, non-creative, a gross waste of time.
The female can easily -- far more easily than she may think --
condition away her sex drive, leaving her completely cool and
cerebral and free to pursue  truly worthy relationships and
activities; but the male, who seems to dig women sexually and who
seeks out constantly to arouse them, stimulates the highly sexed
female to frenzies of lust, throwing her into a sex bag from which
few women ever escape. The lecherous male excited the lustful
female; he *has* to -- when the female transcends her body,
rises above animalism, the male, whose ego consists of his cock,
will disappear.


Sex is the refuge of the mindless. And the more mindless the woman,
the more deeply embedded in the male `culture', in short, the nicer
she is, the more sexual she is. The nicest women in our `society'
are raving sex maniacs. But, being just awfully, awfully nice, they
don't, of course descend to fucking -- that's uncouth -- rather
they make love, commune by means of their bodies and establish
sensual rapport; the literary ones are attuned to the throb of Eros
and attain a clutch upon the Universe; the religious have spiritual
communion with the Divine Sensualism; the mystics merge with the
Erotic Principle and blend with the Cosmos, and the acid heads
contact their erotic cells.


On the other hand, those females least embedded in the male `Culture',
the least nice, those crass and simple souls who reduce fucking to
fucking, who are too childish for the grown-up world of suburbs,
mortgages, mops and baby shit, too selfish to raise kids and
husbands, too uncivilized to give a shit for anyones opinion of
them, too arrogant to respect Daddy, the `Greats' or the deep wisdom
of the Ancients, who trust only their own animal, gutter instincts,
who equate Culture with chicks, whose sole diversion is prowling
for emotional thrills and excitement, who are given to disgusting,
nasty upsetting `scenes', hateful, violent bitches given to slamming
those who unduly irritate them in the teeth, who'd sink a shiv into
a man's chest or ram an icepick up his asshole as soon as look at
him, if they knew they could get away with it, in short, those who,
by the standards of our `culture' are SCUM... these females are
cool and relatively cerebral and skirting asexuality.


Unhampered by propriety, niceness, discretion, public opinion,
`morals', the respect of assholes, always funky, dirty, low-down
SCUM gets around... and around and around... they've seen the whole
show -- every bit of it -- the fucking scene, the dyke scene --
they've covered the whole waterfront, been under every dock and
pier -- the peter pier, the pussy pier... you've got to go through
a lot of sex to get to anti-sex, and SCUM's been through it all,
and they're now ready for a new show; they want to crawl out from
other the dock, move, take off, sink out.  But SCUM doesn't yet
prevail; SCUM's still in the gutter of our `society', which, if
it's not deflected from its present course and if the Bomb doesn't
drop on it, will hump itself to death.



when they are not grim and depressing are utter bores, van only
be, when not grim and depressing, an utter bore.



Exposes*: Every male's deep-seated, secret, most hideous fear
is of being discovered to be not a female, but a male, a subhuman
animal.  Although niceness, politeness and `dignity' suffice to
prevent his exposure on a personal level, in order to prevent the
general exposure of the male sex as a whole and to maintain his
unnatural dominant position position in `society', the male must
resort to:


1. Censorship. Responding reflexively to isolated works and phrases
   rather than cereberally to overall meanings, the male attempts
   to prevent the arousal and discovery of his animalism by censoring
   not only `pornography', but any work containing `dirty' words,
   no matter in what context they are used.


2. Suppression of all ideas and knowledge that might expose him or
   threaten his dominant position in `society'. Much biological
   and psychological data is suppressed, because it is proof of
   the male's gross inferiority to the female. Also, the problem
   of mental illness will never be solved while the male maintains
   control, because first, men have a vested interest in it -- only
   females who have very few of their marbles will allow males the
   slightest bit of control over anything, and second, the male
   cannot admit to the role that fatherhood plays in causing mental
   illness.


3. Exposes. The male's chief delight in life -- insofar as the
   tense, grim male can ever be said to delight in anything -- is
   in exposing others. It doesn't' much matter what they're exposed
   as, so long as they're exposed; it distracts attention from
   himself. Exposing others as enemy agents (Communists and
   Socialists) is one of his favorite pastimes, as it removes the
   source of the threat to him not only from himself, but from the
   country and the Western world. The bugs up his ass aren't in
   him, they're in Russia.



being exclusively out for himself, the male has no sense of fair
play; cowardly, needing constantly to pander to the female to win
her approval, that he is helpless without, always on the edge lest
his animalism, his maleness be discovered, always needing to cover
up, he must lie constantly; being empty he has not honor or integrity
-- he doesn't know what those words mean. The male, in short, is
treacherous, and the only appropriate attitude in a male `society'
is cynicism and distrust.



aesthetic responses, totally materialistic and greedy, the male,
besides inflicting on the world `Great Art', has decorated his
unlandscaped cities with ugly buildings (both inside and out), ugly
decors, billboards, highways, cars, garbage trucks, and, most
notably, his own putrid self.



frustration at not being female, at not being capable of ever
achieving satisfaction or pleasure of any kind; eaten up with hate
-- not rational hate that is directed at those who abuse or insult
you -- but irrational, indiscriminate hate... hatred, at bottom,
of his own worthless self.


Gratuitous violence, besides `proving' he's a `Man', serves as an
outlet for his hate and, in addition -- the male being capable only
of sexual responses and needing very strong stimuli to stimulate
his half-dead self -- provides him with a little sexual thrill..



process and death are due to disease; it is possible, therefore,
never to age and to live forever. In fact the problems of aging
and death could be solved within a few years, if an all-out, massive
scientific assault were made upon the problem. This, however, will
not occur with the male establishment because:


1. The many male scientists who shy away from biological research,
   terrified of the discovery that males are females, and show
   marked preference for virile, `manly' war and death programs.


2. The discouragement of many potential scientists from scientific
   careers by the rigidity, boringness, expensiveness, time-consumingness,
   and unfair exclusivity of our `higher' educational system.


3. Propaganda disseminated by insecure male professionals, who
   jealously guard their positions, so that only a highly select
   few can comprehend abstract scientific concepts.


4. Widespread lack of self-confidence brought about by the father
   system that discourages many talented girls from becoming
   scientists.


5. Lack of automation. There now exists a wealth of data which, if
   sorted out and correlated, would reveal the cure for cancer and
   several other diseases and possibly the key to life itself. But
   the data is so massive it requires high speed computers to
   correlate it all. The institution of computers will be delayed
   interminably under the male control system, since the male has
   a horror of being replaced by machines.


6. The money systems' insatiable need for new products. Most of
   the few scientists around who aren't working on death programs
   are tied up doing research for corporations.


7. The males like death -- it excites him sexually and, already
   dead inside, he wants to die.


8. The bias of the money system for the least creative scientists.
   Most scientists come from at least relatively affluent families
   where Daddy reigns supreme.


Incapable of a positive state of happiness, which is the only thing
that can justify one's existence, the male is, at best, relaxed,
comfortable, neutral, and this condition is extremely short-lived,
as boredom, a negative state, soon sets in; he is, therefore, doomed
to an existence of suffering relieved only by occasional, fleeting
stretches of restfulness, which state he can only achieve at the
expense of some female. The male is, by his very nature, a leech,
an emotional parasite and, therefore, not ethically entitled to
live, as no one as the right to life at someone else's expense.


Just as humans have a prior right to existence over dogs by virtue
of being more highly evolved and having a superior consciousness,
so women have a prior right to existence over men. The elimination
of any male is, therefore, a righteous and good act, an act highly
beneficial to women as well as an act of mercy.


However, this moral issue will eventually be rendered academic by
the fact that the male is gradually eliminating himself. In addition
to engaging in the time-honored and classical wars and race riots,
men are more and more either becoming fags or are obliterating
themselves through drugs. The female, whether she likes it or not,
will eventually take complete charge, if for no other reason than
that she will have to -- the male, for practical purposes, won't
exist.


Accelerating this trend is the fact that more and more males are
acquiring enlightened self-interest; they're realizing more and
more that the female interest is in *their* interest, that
they can live only through the female and that the more the female
is encouraged to live, to fulfill herself, to be a female and not
a male, the more nearly *he* lives; he's coming to see that
it's easier and more satisfactory to live *through* her than
to try to *become* her and usurp her qualities, claim them as
his own, push the female down and claim that she's a male. The fag,
who accepts his maleness, that is, his passivity and total sexuality,
his femininity, is also best served by women being truly female,
as it would then be easier for him to be male, feminine. If men
were wise they would seek to become really female, would do intensive
biological research that would lead to me, by means of operations
on the brain and nervous system, being able t to be transformed in
psyche, as well as body, into women.


Whether to continue to use females for reproduction or to reproduce
in the laboratory will also become academic: what will happen when
every female, twelve and over, is routinely taking the Pill and
there are no longer any accidents? How many women will deliberately
get or (if an accident) remain pregnant? No, Virginia, women don't
just adore being brood mares, despite what the mass of robot,
brainwashed women will say.  When society consists of only the
fully conscious the answer will be none. Should a certain percentage
of men be set aside by force to serve as brood mares for the species?
Obviously this will not do. The answer is laboratory reproduction
of babies.


As for the issue of whether or not to continue to reproduce males,
it doesn't follow that because the male, like disease, has always
existed among us that he should continue to exist. When genetic
control is possible -- and soon it will be -- it goes without saying
that we should produce only whole, complete beings, not physical
defects of deficiencies, including emotional deficiencies, such as
maleness. Just as the deliberate production of blind people would
be highly immoral, so would be the deliberate production of emotional
cripples.


Why produce even females? Why should there be future generations?
What is their purpose? When aging and death are eliminated, why
continue to reproduce? Why should we care what happens when we're
dead? Why should we care that there is no younger generation to
succeed us.


Eventually the natural course of events, of social evolution, will
lead to total female control of the world and, subsequently, to
the cessation of the production of males and, ultimately, to the
cessation of the production of females.


But SCUM is impatient; SCUM is not consoled by the thought that
future generations will thrive; SCUM wants to grab some thrilling
living for itself. And, if a large majority of women were SCUM,
they could acquire complete control of this country within a few
weeks simply by withdrawing from the labor force, thereby paralyzing
the entire nation.  Additional measures, any one of which would be
sufficient to completely disrupt the economy and everything else,
would be for women to declare themselves off the money system, stop
buying, just loot and simply refuse to obey all laws they don't
care to obey. The police force, National Guard, Army, Navy and
Marines combined couldn't squelch a rebellion of over half the
population, particularly when it's made up of people they are
utterly helpless without.


If all women simply left men, refused to have anything to do with
any of them -- ever, all men, the government, and the national
economy would collapse completely. Even without leaving men, women
who are aware of the extent of their superiority to and power over
men, could acquire complete control over everything within a few
weeks, could effect a total submission of males to females. In a
sane society the male would trot along obediently after the female.
The male is docile and easily led, easily subjected to the domination
of any female who cares to dominate him. The male, in fact, wants
desperately to be led by females, wants Mama in charge, wants to
abandon himself to her care. But this is not a sane society, and
most women are not even dimly aware of where they're at in relation
to men.


The conflict, therefore, is not between females and males, but
between SCUM -- dominant, secure, self-confident, nasty, violent,
selfish, independent, proud, thrill-seeking, free-wheeling, arrogant
females, who consider themselves fit to rule the universe, who have
free-wheeled to the limits of this `society' and are ready to wheel
on to something far beyond what it has to offer -- and nice, passive,
accepting `cultivated', polite, dignified, subdued, dependent,
scared, mindless, insecure, approval-seeking Daddy's Girls, who
can't cope with the unknown, who want to hang back with the apes,
who feel secure only with Big Daddy standing by, with a big strong
man to lean on and with a fat, hairy face in the White House, who
are too cowardly to face up to the hideous reality of what a man
is, what Daddy is, who have cast their lot with the swine, who have
adapted themselves to animalism, feel superficially comfortable
with it and know no other way of `life', who have reduced their
minds, thoughts and sights to the male level, who, lacking sense,
imagination and wit can have value only in a male `society', who
can have a place in the sun, or, rather, in the slime, only as
soothers, ego boosters, relaxers and breeders, who are dismissed
as inconsequents by other females, who project their deficiencies,
their maleness, onto all females and see the female as worm.


But SCUM is too impatient to wait for the de-brainwashing of millions
of assholes. Why should the swinging females continue to plod
dismally along with the dull male ones? Why should the fates of
the groovy and the creepy be intertwined? Why should the active
and imaginative consult the passive and dull on social policy? Why
should the independent be confined to the sewer along with the
dependent who need Daddy to cling to? A small handful of SCUM can
take over the country within a year by systematically fucking up
the system, selectively destroying property, and murder:


SCUM will become members of the unwork force, the fuck-up force;
they will get jobs of various kinds an unwork. For example, SCUM
salesgirls will not charge for merchandise; SCUM telephone operators
will not charge for calls; SCUM office and factory workers, in
addition to fucking up their work, will secretly destroy equipment.
SCUM will unwork at a job until fired, then get a new job to unwork
at.


SCUM will forcibly relieve bus drivers, cab drivers and subway
token sellers of their jobs and run buses and cabs and dispense
free tokens to the public.


SCUM will destroy all useless and harmful objects -- cars, store
windows, `Great Art', etc.


Eventually SCUM will take over the airwaves -- radio and TV networks
-- by forcibly relieving of their jobs all radio and TV employees
who would impede SCUM's entry into the broadcasting studios.


SCUM will couple-bust -- barge into mixed (male-female) couples,
wherever they are, and bust them up.


SCUM will kill all men who are not in the Men's Auxiliary of SCUM.
Men in the Men's Auxiliary are those men who are working diligently
to eliminate themselves, men who, regardless of their motives, do
good, men who are playing pall with SCUM. A few examples of the
men in the Men's Auxiliary are: men who kill men; biological
scientists who are working on constructive programs, as opposed to
biological warfare; journalists, writers, editors, publishers and
producers who disseminate and promote ideas that will lead to the
achievement of SCUM's goals; faggots who, by their shimmering,
flaming example, encourage other men to de-man themselves and
thereby make themselves relatively inoffensive; men who consistently
give things away -- money, things, services; men who tell it like
it is (so far not one ever has), who put women straight, who reveal
the truth about themselves, who give the mindless male females
correct sentences to parrot, who tell them a woman's primary goal
in life should be to squash the male sex (to aid men in this endeavor
SCUM will conduct Turd Sessions, at which every male present will
give a speech beginning with the sentence: `I am a turd, a lowly
abject turd', then proceed to list all the ways in which he is.
His reward for doing so will be the opportunity to fraternize after
the session for a whole, solid hour with the SCUM who will be
present. Nice, clean-living male women will be invited to the
sessions to help clarify any doubts and misunderstandings they may
have about the male sex; makers and promoters of sex books and
movies, etc., who are hastening the day when all that will be shown
on the screen will be Suck and Fuck (males, like the rats following
the Pied Piper, will be lured by Pussy to their doom, will be
overcome and submerged by and will eventually drown in the passive
flesh that they are); drug pushers and advocates, who are hastening
the dropping out of men.


Being in the Men's Auxiliary is a necessary but not a sufficient
condition for making SCUM's escape list; it's not enough to do
good; to save their worthless asses men must also avoid evil. A
few examples of the most obnoxious or harmful types are: rapists,
politicians and all who are in their service (campaigners, members
of political parties, etc); lousy singers and musicians; Chairmen
of Boards; Breadwinners; landlords; owners of greasy spoons and
restaraunts that play Muzak; `Great Artists'; cheap pikers and
welchers; cops; tycoons; scientists working on death and destruction
programs or for private industry (practically all scientists);
liars and phonies; disc jockies; men who intrude themselves in the
slightest way on any strange female; real estate men; stock brokers;
men who speak when they have nothing to say; men who sit idly on
the street and mar the landscape with their presence; double dealers;
flim-flam artists; litterbugs; plagiarisers; men who in the slightest
way harm any female; all men in the advertising industry; psychiatrists
and clinical psychologists; dishonest writers, journalists, editors,
publishers, etc.; censors on both the public and private levels;
all members of the armed forces, including draftees (LBJ and McNamara
give orders, but servicemen carry them out) and particularly pilots
(if the bomb drops, LBJ won't drop it; a pilot will). In the case
of a man whose behavior falls into both the good and bad categories,
an overall subjective evaluation of him will be made to determine
if his behavior is, in the balance, good or bad.


It is most tempting to pick off the female `Great Artists', liars
and phonies etc along with the men, but that would be inexpedient,
as it would not be clear to most of the public that the female
killed was a male. All women have a fink streak in them, to a
greater or lesser degree, but it stems from a lifetime of living
among men. Eliminate men and women will shape up. Women are
improvable; men are no, although their behavior is. When SCUM gets
hot on their asses it'll shape up fast.


Simultaneously with the fucking-up, looting, couple-busting,
destroying and killing, SCUM will recruit. SCUM, then, will consist
of recruiters; the elite corps -- the hard core activists (the
fuck-ups, looters and destroyers) and the elite of the elite --
the killers.


Dropping out is not the answer; fucking-up is. Most women are
already dropped out; they were never in. Dropping out gives control
to those few who don't drop out; dropping out is exactly what the
establishment leaders want; it plays into the hands of the enemy;
it strengthens the system instead of undermining it, since it is
based entirely on the non-participating, passivity, apathy and
non-involvement of the mass of women. Dropping out, however, is an
excellent policy for men, and SCUM will enthusiastically encourage
it.


Looking inside yourself for salvation, contemplating your navel, is not,
as the Drop Out people would have you believe, the answer. Happiness
likes outside yourself, is achieved through interacting with others.
Self-forgetfulness should be one's goal, not self-absorption. The
male, capable of only the latter, makes a virtue of irremediable
fault and sets up self-absorption, not only as a good but as a
Philosophical Good, and thus gets credit for being deep.


SCUM will not picket, demonstrate, march or strike to attempt to
achieve its ends. Such tactics are for nice, genteel ladies who
scrupulously take only such action as is guaranteed to be ineffective.
In addition, only decent, clean-living male women, highly trained
in submerging themselves in the species, act on a mob basis. SCUM
consists of individuals; SCUM is not a mob, a blob. Only as many
SCUM will do a job as are needed for the job. Also SCUM, being cool
and selfish, will not subject to getting itself rapped on the head
with billy clubs; that's for the nice, `privileged, educated',
middle-class ladies with a high regard for the touching faith in
the essential goodness of Daddy and policemen. If SCUM ever marches,
it will be over the President's stupid, sickening face; if SCUM
ever strikes, it will be in the dark with a six-inch blade.


SCUM will always operate on a criminal as opposed to a civil
disobedience basis, that is, as opposed to openly violating the
law and going to jail in order to draw attention to an injustice.
Such tactics acknowledge the rightness overall system and are used
only to modify it slightly, change specific laws. SCUM is against
the entire system, the very idea of law and government. SCUM is
out to destroy the system, not attain certain rights within it.
Also, SCUM -- always selfish, always cool -- will always aim to
avoid detection and punishment. SCUM will always be furtive, sneaky,
underhanded (although SCUM murders will always be known to be such).


Both destruction and killing will be selective and discriminate.
SCUM is against half-crazed, indiscriminate riots, with no clear
objective in mind, and in which many of your own kind are picked
off. SCUM will never instigate, encourage or participate in riots
of any kind or other form of indiscriminate destruction. SCUM will
coolly, furtively, stalk its prey and quietly move in for the kill.
Destruction will never me such as to block off routes needed for
the transportation of food or other essential supplies, contaminate
or cut off the water supply, block streets and traffic to the extent
that ambulances can't get through or impede the functioning of
hospitals.


SCUM will keep on destroying, looting, fucking-up and killing until
the money-work system no longer exists and automation is completely
instituted or until enough women co-operate with SCUM to make
violence unnecessary to achieve these goals, that is, until enough
women either unwork or quit work, start looting, leave men and
refuse to obey all laws inappropriate to a truly civilized society.
Many women will fall into line, but many others, who surrendered
long ago to the enemy, who are so adapted to animalism, to maleness,
that they like restrictions and restraints, don't know what to do
with freedom, will continue to be toadies and doormats, just as
peasants in rice paddies remain peasants in rice paddies as one
regime topples another. A few of the more volatile will whimper
and sulk and throw their toys and dishrags on the floor, but SCUM
will continue to steamroller over them.


A completely automated society can be accomplished very simply and
quickly once there is a public demand for it. The blueprints for
it are already in existence, and it's construction will take only
a few weeks with millions of people working on it. Even though off
the money system, everyone will be most happy to pitch in and get
the automated society built; it will mark the beginning of a
fantastic new era, and there will be a celebration atmosphere
accompanying the construction.


The elimination of money and the complete institution of automation
are basic to all other SCUM reforms; without these two the others
can't take place; with them the others will take place very rapidly.
The government will automatically collapse. With complete automation
it will be possible for every woman to vote directly on every issue
by means of an electronic voting machine in her house. Since the
government is occupied almost entirely with regulating economic
affairs and legislating against purely private matters, the
elimination of money wand with it the elimination of males who wish
to legislate `morality' will mean there will be practically no
issues to vote on.


After the elimination of money there will be no further need to
kill men; they will be stripped of the only power they have over
psychologically independent females. They will be able to impose
themselves only on the doormats, who like to be imposed on.  The
rest of the women will be busy solving the few remaining unsolved
problems before planning their agenda for eternity and Utopia --
completely revamping educational programs so that millions of women
can be trained within a few months for high level intellectual work
that now requires years of training (this can be done very easily
once out educational goal is to educate and not perpetuate an
academic and intellectual elite); solving the problems of disease
and old age and death and completely redesigning our cities and
living quarters. Many women will for a while continue to think they
dig men, but as they become accustomed to female society and as
they become absorbed in their projects, they will eventually come
to see the utter uselessnes and banality of the male.


The few remaining men can exist out their puny days dropped out on
drugs or strutting around in drag or passively watching the
high-powered female in action, fulfilling themselves as spectators,
vicarious livers*[FOOTNOTE: It will be electronically possible for
him to tune into any specific female he wants to and follow in
detail her every movement. The females will kindly, obligingly
consent to this, as it won't hurt them in the slightest and it is
a marvelously kind and humane way to treat their unfortunate,
handicapped fellow beings.] or breeding in the cow pasture with
the toadies, or they can go off to the nearest friendly suicide
center where they will be quietly, quickly, and painlessly gassed
to death.


Prior to the institution of automation, to the replacement of males
by machines, the male should be of use to the female, wait on her,
cater to her slightest whim, obey her every command, be totally
subservient to her, exist in perfect obedience to her will, as
opposed to the completely warped, degenerate situation we have now
of men, not only not only not existing at all, cluttering up the
world with their ignominious presence, but being pandered to and
groveled before by the mass of females, millions of women piously
worshiping the Golden Calf, the dog leading the master on a leash,
when in fact the male, short of being a drag queen, is least
miserable when his dogginess is recognized -- no unrealistic
emotional demands are made of him and the completely together female
is calling the shots. Rational men want to be squashed, stepped
on, crushed and crunched, treated as the curs, the filth that they
are, have their repulsiveness confirmed.


The sick, irrational men, those who attempt to defend themselves
against their disgustingness, when they see SCUM barrelling down
on them, will cling in terror to Big Mama with her Big Bouncy
Boobies, but Boobies won't protect them against SCUM; Big Mama will
be clinging to Big Daddy, who will be in the corner shitting in
his forceful, dynamic pants. Men who are rational, however, won't
kick or struggle or raise a distressing fuss, but will just sit
back, relax, enjoy the show and ride the waves to their demise.


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-- 
Tom Jennings -- tomj@wps.com -- World Power Systems --  San Francisco, Calif.