I'm no scholar, normal or road, and I don't qualify my ideas with any kind of study or theory. Just a passing observation.
It seems to me that females in general are more likely to behave poorly than men, especially around strong men. They act petty and confrontational and are easily offended. They want control, and they throw tantrums and make personal attacks when they don't get what they want. These behaviors suggest jealousy and insecurity.
Take the example that made me decide to post this thread - the Jizz in My Pants video and its female-version video response, Puke in My Mouth. The Lonely Island guys exist to make fun of themselves. The Jizz video is a parody of something most men are pretty sensitive about. And we love it. But the female's response? A completely left-field, unprovoked personal attack on the male gender. "Men Are Pigs!" scream the female masses, for no reason other than they felt threatened by the ability of the male to make fun of himself. The message here: men are secure enough to create self-parodies, while the best women can produce is an indictment of the stronger sex.
But there are other examples. Dick Masterson, one of the world's highest profile career chauvinists, is, if nothing else, an amazingly good real-life troll, because the volcanic reaction he gets is astounding. Women line up to call him impotent, to call him disgusting. You can see their blood boiling. They hate him, hate every part of him. And he loves it, because in acting so irrationally women only prove him right. On the flipside, take the entire feministic movement - how do men react? We shrug and belch and grab another beer.
I don't mean to sound misogynistic. I'm definitely not a woman hater. What I am, is an observer. And what I observe is that women are petty and vicious, while men are demonstrably happier.
And yeah, there are exceptions. Lots of them. I happen to be a guy with a fairly low self esteem, unsure of myself and sensitive in the bad way, and more prone to personal attacks and jealousy of strength. For that reason I consider myself a bit of a hybrid. Physically male, but with certain feminine personality traits.
In fact, there's so much evidence to the contrary that one might just shrug and let it go. But I also see a root cause for all this, and it seems to support the idea quite nicely and because of that I can't just disregard it.
Men have had thousands of years to develop a strong gender identity. We fart, we scratch ourselves, we eat big hearty meals, we like to look at boobs, we like explosions and cool ninja fighting and stories of manliness. 300 wasn't homoerotic, it was incredibly manly. Real men staring death in the face and smiling.
But women? Women have no such identity. Women have been subservient for so long that they've never had the chance to decide who and what they want to be, as a gender. Just think about it. When you think of a man, you think of sweat, muscles, always giving 110%. Always on the hunt for meat, always seeking new challenges. But when you think of a woman, what do you think of? Chances are, you have no idea. There are a lot of things the notion conjures up, but nothing like the kind of gender identity into which a man can so easily slip.
What is a woman? Scented baths? Yoga? Books on becoming empowered? Oprah Winfrey?
See, the whole feminist movement was the first time anyone really thought that women needed an identity. Before that they cooked, cleaned, tended the babies. The female existed to be a counterpart for the male. In the fifties, once humankind had achieved a certain amount of mastery over their world, some women decided they had a problem with their traditional role. They recognized that humanity didn't need them to be subservient anymore, and more power to them.
While I strongly believe that the "natural" order dictates that the female be what she has been in the past, I do recognize that in a world with so few challenges to the human race in general, women are free go out and be their own people, and I applaud their efforts. It's a noble goal to want to find oneself. All I'm saying here is that as a gender, women haven't achieved that goal yet and are unlikely to do so anytime soon.
But I honestly hope they do some day, because I feel pretty embarrassed for women. Seeing them make the same mistakes I do sometimes - that is, getting upset over imagined attacks and being generally insecure - can be pretty frustrating. I myself am on a quest to find myself and to become secure in who I am, and once that happens I'd really like to have worthy adversaries with whom to spar, both male and female. I want someone like Dick Masterson to have no market for his shenanigans. Ideally, he can bleat all he wants about female inferiority, because the female gender will just snicker and move on, rather than lose its head and take up arms.
My intention with this post is entirely dependent on how it's taken. If it offends you, then I meant it to offend you. If it doesn't, then I didn't. I wrote it to make the points I made. I could say I made it to help women better understand their own identity crisis, but that might be giving myself too much credit. Maybe I just wrote it because I like sounding smart.
And if you've made it this far, here are two trillion internets, because you have an attention span longer than a mayfly's.
Okay all done.
It seems to me that females in general are more likely to behave poorly than men, especially around strong men. They act petty and confrontational and are easily offended. They want control, and they throw tantrums and make personal attacks when they don't get what they want. These behaviors suggest jealousy and insecurity.
Take the example that made me decide to post this thread - the Jizz in My Pants video and its female-version video response, Puke in My Mouth. The Lonely Island guys exist to make fun of themselves. The Jizz video is a parody of something most men are pretty sensitive about. And we love it. But the female's response? A completely left-field, unprovoked personal attack on the male gender. "Men Are Pigs!" scream the female masses, for no reason other than they felt threatened by the ability of the male to make fun of himself. The message here: men are secure enough to create self-parodies, while the best women can produce is an indictment of the stronger sex.
But there are other examples. Dick Masterson, one of the world's highest profile career chauvinists, is, if nothing else, an amazingly good real-life troll, because the volcanic reaction he gets is astounding. Women line up to call him impotent, to call him disgusting. You can see their blood boiling. They hate him, hate every part of him. And he loves it, because in acting so irrationally women only prove him right. On the flipside, take the entire feministic movement - how do men react? We shrug and belch and grab another beer.
I don't mean to sound misogynistic. I'm definitely not a woman hater. What I am, is an observer. And what I observe is that women are petty and vicious, while men are demonstrably happier.
And yeah, there are exceptions. Lots of them. I happen to be a guy with a fairly low self esteem, unsure of myself and sensitive in the bad way, and more prone to personal attacks and jealousy of strength. For that reason I consider myself a bit of a hybrid. Physically male, but with certain feminine personality traits.
In fact, there's so much evidence to the contrary that one might just shrug and let it go. But I also see a root cause for all this, and it seems to support the idea quite nicely and because of that I can't just disregard it.
Men have had thousands of years to develop a strong gender identity. We fart, we scratch ourselves, we eat big hearty meals, we like to look at boobs, we like explosions and cool ninja fighting and stories of manliness. 300 wasn't homoerotic, it was incredibly manly. Real men staring death in the face and smiling.
But women? Women have no such identity. Women have been subservient for so long that they've never had the chance to decide who and what they want to be, as a gender. Just think about it. When you think of a man, you think of sweat, muscles, always giving 110%. Always on the hunt for meat, always seeking new challenges. But when you think of a woman, what do you think of? Chances are, you have no idea. There are a lot of things the notion conjures up, but nothing like the kind of gender identity into which a man can so easily slip.
What is a woman? Scented baths? Yoga? Books on becoming empowered? Oprah Winfrey?
See, the whole feminist movement was the first time anyone really thought that women needed an identity. Before that they cooked, cleaned, tended the babies. The female existed to be a counterpart for the male. In the fifties, once humankind had achieved a certain amount of mastery over their world, some women decided they had a problem with their traditional role. They recognized that humanity didn't need them to be subservient anymore, and more power to them.
While I strongly believe that the "natural" order dictates that the female be what she has been in the past, I do recognize that in a world with so few challenges to the human race in general, women are free go out and be their own people, and I applaud their efforts. It's a noble goal to want to find oneself. All I'm saying here is that as a gender, women haven't achieved that goal yet and are unlikely to do so anytime soon.
But I honestly hope they do some day, because I feel pretty embarrassed for women. Seeing them make the same mistakes I do sometimes - that is, getting upset over imagined attacks and being generally insecure - can be pretty frustrating. I myself am on a quest to find myself and to become secure in who I am, and once that happens I'd really like to have worthy adversaries with whom to spar, both male and female. I want someone like Dick Masterson to have no market for his shenanigans. Ideally, he can bleat all he wants about female inferiority, because the female gender will just snicker and move on, rather than lose its head and take up arms.
My intention with this post is entirely dependent on how it's taken. If it offends you, then I meant it to offend you. If it doesn't, then I didn't. I wrote it to make the points I made. I could say I made it to help women better understand their own identity crisis, but that might be giving myself too much credit. Maybe I just wrote it because I like sounding smart.
And if you've made it this far, here are two trillion internets, because you have an attention span longer than a mayfly's.
Okay all done.
