one of my few cherished female readers emailed me the other day with the following question:
in light of recent events, i need to ask you this:
if I were a gay man, would I (personal I, not general) have this much of a problem finding decent guys?
knowing as i do that the woman in question is smart, attractive, articulate, reasonably young and not without charm--i.e., by most definitions, a catch--i hereby answer her as follows:
of course you would. see, here's the thing (and i'm not telling you anything you don't, on some basic estrogenic level, already know): men, by their nature, are pigs--guys will only be as good as women demand they be, and they'll only be as bad as women allow them to be.
historically, women have always held all the cards--i.e, the power of collectively withholding the pussy.
problem is, in the last 40 years or so, women have gotten this idiotic notion into their heads that equality with men can only mean equivalence to men--i.e., they can't be truly "liberated" unless they match their male counterparts in sluttiness. which they've done, with admirable alacrity.
and thus, they've given away their golden ticket--for free.
great deal for the man, but maybe not so great for the liberated woman who, ultimately, wants what most women (straight and gay) want--a hearth and home of her own.
because why should a man settle for just your pussy when he can easily have so many other pussies simply for the asking?
it's a question to which the enslaved women of yesteryear knew the answer, but the enlightened women of today seem to have forgotten.
that make any sense, faithful female reader? and if not, what were you expecting from a reactionary like me?
3 comments:
i wouldn't expect anything less from you, love.
you sure you don't have a straight (and single) brother hiding out somewhere?
it just saddens me, profoundly and sometimes to the point that i can't function, that i can't find a decent man.
that because i do see sex as normal and necessary and not something that requires love, i am a slut and that somehow makes me fuckable yet not dateable.
that i feel alone in my quest for love.
it's somewhat comforting to know that, if i were a gay man, i'd still be having these problems. it has nothing to do with my lack of a sane mind; rather, that men are indeed pigs.
and yet, at ete same time as i've already said, it makes me profoundly sad. i deserve better. i just don't know where/how to find it.
Oh boy, I'm gay and am finding trouble just finding one to settle down with now myself! Imagine how I feel?!
judi: yeah, i wish sluttiness didn't have consequences, too--i'd love to eat all the haagen-dazs i want and never gain a pound.
problem is, you can't negotiate with the laws of nature, and one of the first and foremost is: you give it up too easy, a man's likely not gonna respect you, much less narrow his options to only you.
not our fault, babe; we're hardwired that way.
and if he bails because you won't sleep with him on the third date? well then, i saved you some time and trouble, didn't i?
wat: see above.
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