Yes I know what you mean OP.
I knew a woman who aligned herself with the men in the community rather than with the women. It’s not that she fancied them at all, she was happily married but it seems that she somehow truly believed they had all the power and were a superior species. We were in the same community and worked quite closely for a time, but ‘friendship’ was a difficult concept for her with us, the women in our group,
She was brought up in a large family and her siblings were mostly boys who grew into tough strong farmer-type, outdoorsy men. Her father was also a strong patriarchal figure. I don’t know if her upbringing formed her opinions on women but by the time I met her, she seemed unable to commit to friendships with her own sex, but made a show of sitting laughing and joking easily with the men in the group.
To me, it was as if, as a developing teenager, one of the lads had said to the group…oh she’s alright, you can trust her, she’s one of the lads and that comment meant the world to her so she thought of herself and wanted to prove and uphold herself as one of the lads ever since.
She reckoned she was bullied by women in her younger career days, before I knew her, but I think it was just that she couldn’t get along with them and used that as an excuse.
She certainly used women volunteers in her later years to get the recognition in her job that she yearned but, although just friendly enough, she never seemed able to be one of that group of women, preferring to match her values to those of the men and consider the men as her allies rather than the women. I think it became a bit of a conflict for her in the end.
I had cause to think about the oddness of it all when we happened to be talking about the funeral of somebody in our community and she told me that she wanted no women at her funeral. She said with a sort of smug, knowing, half smile …’no, only men at my graveside please.’
I still can’t get over that.