People often lament the struggles of young girls growing up with all of these preconceived notions on how they should or shouldn’t be. Popular imagery and mass media exposing young girls to a culture that debases them, turning them into people who will objectify themselves more than anyone else ever could.
As an ardent supporter of Mens Rights, I can find some truth to that old message. There really is an objectification that occurs for young girls and there really is a cultural precedent that’s unfair to them in a lot of ways, sometimes how they’re viewed intellectually and physically is a leftover from the type of Patriarchal madness we see currently at its worst in the Islamic world. Even as a very young man I resented that in my own, then uneducated, way. I was a defender of women. That probably had something to do with the fact that I was raised by women.
But there was something else I learned about bigotry growing up among women, and even family Lesbians. It’s that women hate men. Not just the men involved in one particular political and media regime, but all men. I was taught this by my mother, my grandmother and their female associates but my experience is more pervasive than that. I also learned it from the mothers and female friends of the girls that I’ve dated, the women I’ve known casually and, in my adult life, I’ve experienced it professionally.
For some reason or another, I was a monster. A rabid, criminally minded monster that was only after two things: control and sex. I would later learn that this was due to a several decade old political campaign by a bunch of bitter, old and hideous looking women that were so detached from the reality of the average persons day to day life that they never had any business commenting on it much less radicalizing generations of young women.
That’s not the point here, however. If you’re here chances are you know the details of Feminism.
The point I want to make is that this attitude was a personal attack on me and I, honestly, believe it to be true that women, as a culture, hate men. It wasn’t about some disembodied specter of Patriarchy that I, obviously, had nothing to do with, but a direct verbal abuse of a child and teenager. My response is, sensibly, “mind your manners and watch your tongue.” Without even being PC, people should be mindful of the direct implications of what they’re saying and should be considerate of whether or not they’re making hostile sweeping generalizations that don’t actually apply to reality.
Why do I say that? Because I actually do believe in fairness, unlike feminism. “Despite” my penis, my emotional faculties and ability to empathize are wholly intact. So is my ability to feel offended.
While I was busy defending the cause of men and women being equals, during my preadolescence and up, women were doing clean-up work behind me making sure that they instilled a sense of the opposite; that women were superior to men. Feminism, ultimately, is not about the equality of genders but about the specific plight of women who seek superiority and revenge. If this were not the case it would not be called “Feminism” but, quite, simply, “Equality.”
Men are stupid, men are violent, men lack social graces. Men lack the emotional capacity to possibly understand what it’s like to be wounded or to actually suffer negative consequences cultural trends. Men are either big ugly dopes or limp wrists who are equally unworthy of female time, consideration or care. This is what our modern society has distilled from decades of feminism and pumps into the minds of young men throughout the entirety of all formerly great civilizations that, in reality, used to be able to find a whole lot more useful about men and, shockingly enough, women as well, than our culture seems to be able to these days.
A quote that stuck with me from a close family member while reading a news story was “just another case of a man raping a woman” not “just another case of a rapist” and therefore “men are rapists.” I tried to correct this obvious fallacy but to no avail, because obviously as a man I have no conception of what bigoted ideas and the seeds that grow them really are.
As a kid I repeatedly heard “you know how men are.” How am I? I asked women to explain, elaborate, make themselves clear but they never would. Apparently I was an over-reacting male with violent tendencies for demanding that a slight against my very existence should be explained.
My resentment for the fact that they couldn’t even justify their obvious bigotry grew but something else grew as well. A sense of self-loathing. A very real, very self-hostile sense of self-loathing that occurred due to being an impressionable kid in a world filled with women who I had come to believe hated me or secretly disliked me in theory and yet my sensibility towards the generalized equality of genders remained. I’ll spare you a sob story and give you facts.
How would a group of men these days be viewed for saying the equivalent in front of or, worse, directly to a young girl? That would be considered flat out child abuse and, therefore in all fairness, I think it’s only right that we call a spade a spade.
Feminism has been consistently engendering a form of mental child abuse that has gone on for at least two decades now. It’s been proven to me by a large cross-section of people in my life experience.
Verbal abuse, both cultural and direct, from birth to adolescence effected me in a sensitive manner that supposedly only young girls really feel. Supposedly, because men lack emotional depth and emotional intelligence the only corrupting influences they receive are the ones to be violent and pornographic. Few stop to think that men are being taught that they are, in fact, those things rather than being taught to be those things. It would take until my twenties to start to find an equilibrium between a love for myself as a person and respect for my qualities as a man, because I don’t mesh well with the feminist notion of manhood being a big ugly mess of objectification and unjustifiably aggressive tendencies.
Masculinity not being a stigma was a hard idea to accept as “normal,” despite the fact that it was ultimately my natural inclination to accept it. Ultimately, a far better choice than self-hatred.
In the end, growing up, I think I would have had a lot more self-esteem and a lot more drive if it weren’t for living in a culture currently constructed by feminists. It leads me to wonder, if it effected someone like me with such a depth of emotional crisis, how has this culture of animosity towards masculinity and men in general really effected other men? Not everyone can be headstrong and defiant and escape the garbage of popular culture able to say “I’m not a victim, just a hardened cynic.”
I think you should wonder also.
For that, I leave you something that should help you along your way:
Why is it really that in the U.S., the seventh leading cause of death in men is suicide while it’s only the fifteenth for women? Four times higher and a proven fact. Something is effecting men much more deeply than the culture that supposedly exploits women, something big. Maybe, just maybe, it has just a little to do with a feminist created male self-image.
Keep your words true to their message.
