“If men were all that into how women look, why does she think that 99,9% of the men on the planet will shy away from the question: ‘Does this dress make my ass look fat?’
Besides the trouble you might get into if you actually dared answer the question truthfully, I find it really hard to believe that men give a rat’s ass to begin with. On a very basic level men will look at a woman and go:
‘Is she young and fertile?’
‘Yes.’
‘Ok, she will do.’
All you have to do is look at all the fat, bleached and self-centered women out there, that are some man’s wife, to prove this point.If women spend half the amount of time they spend in front of the mirror, trivializing over petty details about their looks, on actually having sex with us, and doing something serious about what’s going on on the inside, there would be no shortage in men loving them.”
Comment:
Blog comments are often more enlightening than the blogs themselves. Digging around for more information about the crime of battery-acid throwing, common in some parts of Asia including India, I came across a masculinist blog, on which I found this gem of a comment.
I call it a gem, because although it’s ill-tempered and unfair (we women do spend time on fixing our “insides”), it manages to say more in one paragraph, intentionally and unintentionally, than many an essay in ten.
A truth that is uncomfortable to many women is that sex is more important to men than it is to women (we’re talking averages and generalities).
Despite all the media hype, beyond a few attributes signifying youth and health (which are both important for fertility), a high level of beauty is simply not needed for male sexual and emotional engagement, as even men readily admit.
(See here and here and even here (Naomi Wolf: “The Beauty Myth,” Anchor, 1992), although Wolf’s other contentions are controversial and not something I want to bring into this blog post.
Then, what is important for male sexual engagement?
Evidently, the opposite of female self-involvement.
That would be a woman’s awareness of the needs, thoughts, and feelings of people around her.
Something your neighborhood padre would be happy to celebrate.
Women concerned about the raging gender-wars should chew on that.
Maybe Shakespeare was onto something, after all.