This article is part of an ongoing series explaining some of the more obscure content in Virtue Signal: The Game.

The Society for Cutting Up Men

Some of the most bizarre criticism we receive for our work is that the “memes” are not “fresh”.  “Are you still talking about [event]?” they fretful type at us, “[Event] happened six months ago.  I am now reporting this page for racism, enjoy Zuckerjail”.

As if every idea were disposable and ephemeral as an internet post. 

So much for print media, so much for civilization.

To this allegation we plead no contest.  The development lead time on any physical creative project is at least six months, even when the whole world isn’t busy dropping dead from self-administered gene therapy. 

To that end we have never striven to be current, but to assemble ideas from across space and time that we believe come together to paint a very silly picture.  Six months?  Honey, we have memes in here that are older than your grandmother.

Which brings us to the S.C.U.M.  The S.C.U.M. plot card features very prominently in the game Virtue Signal, and despite our best intentions we never got around to explaining what it meant.  We will rectify this deficit immediately.

Real 60’s vs. Fantasy 60’s.

If you are Millennial or younger you have likely been subjected only to the mythological version of what the 60s were:  a time when heroic hippies slew evil racists, The Man got “it” stuck to him on a daily basis, and peace and love hung sticky in the air like an orange patchouli-scented miasma.

This impression is mainly the fabrication of Hollywood, for whom polishing the corners of the baby boom’s image is a full-time obsession.  If you have witnessed fallax opera such as Pleasantville and Forrest Gump you know exactly what I’m talking about–though these two particular films are merely the most egregious examples of what has become a fully-variegated mythological pantheon of boomer bullsh*t.

For starters, all the heavy lifting of the actual civil rights movement was over before the Boomers were in Junior High.  At best they caught fragments of it on television when it interrupted Howdy Doody. 

The Silent Generation gets no credit, for reasons I suspect have something to do with their name.  They took all the risks and did all of the serious work.  Then they were shoved rudely aside.

What followed was the Social Justice Afterparty–a bacchanalia of every variety of human excess, now in its 60th year and only recently showing signs of slowing down.

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The Manifesto

My point in mentioning all this is that the clown world of the 6o’s has been entirely covered up.  You will hear about Woodstock, but not about Isle of Wight.  You will hear about Martin Luther King, but not about the Weather Underground.  And unless you become a 33rd degree feminist, you will never ever hear about Valerie Solanas.  

Valerie Solanas was, for lack of a batter word, bats. 

What follows is 100% true, with few dramatic embellishments.

Solanas was a “writer”, a junkie and a fugly New York prostitute.  How she came by John Kerry’s chin is anyone’s guess.   Her only works of note were the S.C.U.M. Manifesto (which I will get to in a moment) and a play titled Up Your Ass, which she took to the Factory in New York and asked Andy Warhol to produce. 

Warhol thought the play was so obscene that it had to be a trap set for him by the FBI.  He did not produce the play. 

A year later Solanas shot him.

Solanas’s S.C.U.M. Manifesto (1968) aka The Society For Cutting Up Men is a unhinged diatribe that has to be witnessed to be believed. Her revolutionary progressive thesis is that men are worthless abortions (her words) who should be genocided.  Rather than editorializing further, I’ll let Valerie speak for herself.

If you’re reading this out loud to your children you should probably stop now.  Danger, rough language ahead.

I went over the Factory sequence in Men In Black 3 frame-by-frame and Solanas is definitely not there. This would have taken place a year after the shooting, so it figures that she wouldn't be invited.

“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.”
Valerie Solanas
Sex Worker
"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 eliminate the male sex.
Valerie Solanas
Attempted Murderess
“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 dragqueen, but he, although different from most men, is exactly like all other dragqueens; like the functionalist, he has an identity­­—a 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 feminine stereotype, ending up as nothing but a bundle of stilted mannerisms.”
Valerie Solanas
Progressive Transphobe


Valerie died in 1988, from what I assume must have been terminal crapulence.  One might assume that the Left must have since abandoned Solanas in their relentless push toward equity, but one might be mistaken.  The Manifesto was re-released in 2004 and again in paperback in 2016.  Both are available on Amazon.


Lest Miss Solanas’s contributions to Humanity and to Western Civilization be forgotten, we have chosen to forever immortalize her.  In card form.  


Requiesce in pace you crazy murdering b*tch.

The cover of the 2014 re-release. The Guardian cannot get enough of this stuff.

To paraphrase Chris Rock, "articulate" is what they call retarded people who can talk.

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This article is part of an ongoing series explaining some of the more obscure content in Virtue Signal: The Game.

The Explosive Rise of Timothy Daniel Pool

The speedy rise of Tim Pool as a political pundit has inspired an army of average Joes with a desire to replicate his success. “If Tim Pool could do it, then why not me?” — the YouTube star wannabe and political influencer imagine as they set up their podcast.

Because after all, how different is Tim Pool from every other Tom, Dick, or Harry? But like every superhero who was suddenly blessed with a superpower (and in Timothy Pool’s case: superstardom), the question that should be on every wannabe podcast star’s mind is “what’s the source of Timothy’s power?”

Tim’s Beanie of Inscrutable Alignment 

Enter the Beanie of Inscrutable Alignment. With this nondescript yet at-the-same-time glaringly obvious piece of statement-making apparel, the wearer of the beanie is able to plant themselves dead-on center on any political issues.

These are the people who are known as the “moderates”. Or “middle of the road”. The median of the mean. Basically, basic. Through the beanie’s power of perpetual perplexity, the person who dons it will summon its ability to appeal to the widest amount of “moderates.”

The Inscrutable Alignment Complements the Undiscerning Audience

Conservatives tend to be reactionary in nature. Often, their strategy for political survival consists of “fighting back against The Left”. This is why most conservatives get a sort of high when they find out that a person had flipped from being a Democrat into a Republican.

In this case, Tim Pool fits perfectly into the mold of the conservative’s favored child. Nothing screams “we will win the culture war!” stronger than successfully converting a Bernie Sanders supporter, who had also worked for Vice. The fact that Tim Pool came into the scene as a “former Occupy Wall Street leftist” meant that the red carpet will be rolled out for him by default.

Beggars Cannot Be Choosers, I Guess? 

Needless to say, when you’re on the losing end of a war, every minuscule victory you’re able to scrape upon the battlefield is a call for celebration. It doesn’t matter that Pool is a hard “moderate”, meaning that he doesn’t pick a side. Still, to conservatives and those on the right, it is sufficient that Tim Pool exists.

You can think of the rise of Tim Pool on the right as an attempt to soothe a participant’s spirit in a sporting event; whereby the losers will receive consolation prizes for participating. Tim Pool is the right’s consolation prize. He is all they deserve for putting up with the Left’s active destruction of the American ideal.

Proper Credit to Tim Pool

But Tim deserves credit where credit is due. The one thing that Tim Pool holds a steady principled stance is on the issue of free speech. In the matter of free speech, Pool’s political alignment is clear. As much as he will sit on a fence on any and every issue, he will at least walk through the gates in order to defend the right to free speech.

In this respect at least, Tim Pool still exemplifies the American spirit. One could say, that perhaps this was the reason why Tim Pool jumped ship and join the ranks of the right. The right, as impotent in the culture as they are, at least still cherishes the freedom of speech.

Your Own Piece of Inscrutable Alignment 

So, for all the wannabe influencers, podcasters, and YouTube pundits inspired by Tim Pool’s success, unless you’re formerly from the enemy’s team and are ready to make a jump to the right, chances are, Timothy’s success is not replicable.

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