Jeff Sharlet takes on the Men's Rights Movement, describing the events at a recent conference sponsored by A Voice for Men. He definitely has the ugliest photos ever of various AVFMers, but the real killer is the words of the MRAs themselves.

Here’s a conversation that took place at a party after the conference.

The night winds on, with discussion of rape and the smothering of penises, the sorrows of false accusations and the narcissism of young girls. A sore point for Factory, who has two daughters, who, like young women everywhere, he says, compete for the most exaggerated rape claim. It is, he says, a status thing. When one of his daughters came home one night and said she’d been raped, he said, "Are you fucking kidding me?" Sitting with us, he hikes his voice up to a falsetto in imitation: " ‘Oh, I just got raped.’ " He laughs. There’s a moment of silence. A bridge too far? "I told her if she pressed charges, I’d disown her." Elam, whose attention has drifted, grins through his beard. "That’s good fathering," he says. Factory loves his children. He would have reacted differently if it had been what he in theory considers a legitimate claim, but—"if you don’t have videotape or forensic, a whole lot of bruises, I don’t give a fuck."

I can’t quite imagine that situation — it sure isn’t how I’d respond. I guess I must be a bad father, since I raised my kids to be honest, and I trust them.