Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Issues

Digby's right. These people have issues (from tbogg's blog):
For years the modern feminists have attempted to completely obliterate the need for men in society. They have argued in favor of, marched for, and protested on behalf of the ideas that women can provide everything that a woman needs.

Go into any women's studies program on the campus of any major university and you will learn that women don't need men for economic provision, physical protection, or to even achieve sexual orgasm. Our daughters are being taught that to believe men are necessary for anything is not only pure bunk, but actually a sign of intellectual weakness.

As a result women have shunned personal relationships and sky-rocketed to the top of the business world. Their incomes have increased as they have put off having children, not to mention the thought of getting married till far later in life.

They've gotten themselves into the gym and lifted weights and learned kick-boxing so that at least theoretically they could ward off an attacker. (Of course they haven't been encouraged to pack fire-arms or conceal handguns because for some reason its more "progressive" for a woman to take male hormones and resemble eastern European male wrestlers than it is for the most lady-like among us to blow someone away if their life depended on it.)

Women have been inundated with auto-eroticism (emphasis added) methodologies and lesbian love making techniques not only in these women's studies courses but also through popular culture, women's magazines, and cable television. They are also told by that same culture, be it prime time media or TIME magazine, that men at best "are clumsy" in this area, and at worst "just plain don't know what they're doing."

In making all these “advances” there has still been one major stumbling block for the argument of a completely female universe. That has been the production of sperm, male DNA, the missing element to creating a child when paired with a woman's egg. Without this necessary ingredient the entirety of the female-only existence is impossible, women's studies departments are useless, and feminism is nothing more than mindless brainwashing.

Before I take a stab at the whole thing, the italicized line needs a bit of, um, clarification. Perhaps Kevin McCullough, the "author" of the above piece of woman-hating ranting, is unaware that auto-eroticism does not refer to masturbation as a general practice, but a particular form, much more prevalent among men than women, that involves asphyxiation, and can end up in tragedy. We shall leave this bit of fetishistic ignorance to one side, and shall just stare at this piece of bewildering wonderment.

I have written recently of the fear certain men have, a fear exacerbated by the appearance of independent, strong women. Such women, whose mere image can cause such men to simultaneously cower and shiver in fear and explode with rage, highlight the underlying insecurity such men have that they are not "man" enough. That they are not necessary for fulfilling the life of these women. They fear that such women would take a look at them, snicker dismissively, and wander away in search of - another man? a woman, perhaps? D-batteries? - whatever might fulfill here needs of the moment or a lifetime. McCullough is a perfect illustration of the warping of the male psyche brought about by the appearance of independent women; if this isn't self-justification masquerading as social critique, I don't know what is (alright, for the sake of argument, I will also concede that there is social commentary here; so perhaps its social commentary masquerading as one big essay/assay into the borderland of psychosis).

While all men have insecurities when it comes to their relationships with women - if you read Susan Faludi's Stiffed, and nodded in agreement even once, you know what I mean - most of us come to some sort of accommodation with these insecurities. Indeed, if you are mature, and even just a bit self-aware, in the midst of a relationship, you might want to share those insecurities. But these are, for the most part, private matters. When the presence of a type of public woman appears on the scene, however, these men quiver and shake and turn beet-red in the face. Simultaneously afraid and rage-filled - the mere presence of these individuals as representative of a type is usually enough to get the adrenaline pumping - they must reassert their masculinity. Thus, as in the case of McCullough, we have the reminder that, "Hey, man got sperm!" As if, somehow, this were even close to being relevant to anything other than this particular sad-sack's own sense of his emptiness and lack of worth.

As a personal aside, let me just say that I am the youngest child in a family with three older sisters, all of whom are extremely bright, intelligent, accomplished, and, like our mother (Sis, if you're reading this, please nod in agreement), strong-willed. I married a woman of similar traits and talents and accomplishments. The presence of such a type of woman in the world makes all our lives both more interesting and easier; for some men, however, the fear such women engender (no pun intended) overwhelms their rational thought processes, and we end up with Kevin McCullough telling us that without sperm, women are nothing.

It is both scary and sad.

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