women for some people are just fantasy props. Not human beings, not to be afforded rights or listened to.
As Artichoke says, misogyny isn't even the right word for it. It's not just sexism, it's basing one's whole identity on a flat out clearly demonstrable untruth that is based on a profoundly sexist premise - that 'woman' is something males can define.
This only is believable if one treats 'woman' as an abstract notion, a feeling or an idea with no agency, rather than a category of human being - a mistaken belief that must be daily shored up, disbelief suspended - and not just one's own, but the disbelief of everyone around you.
Astonishing feat, really. I do doff my hat at those who have almost succeeded in pulling it off. Look at all that's been created to facilitate this! Organisations with bold slogans, celebrity cheerleaders, inspirational news stories with fairytale happy endings. Parades! Rainbow police cars! One could almost believe it were possible to actually change sex.
If only women would shut up and stop spoiling it. If only we'd smile and get on with the kid raising and the gruntwork, eh? Stop interrupting! After all the effort put into creating this enormously elaborate and intricate fantasy the least we could do is stay quiet and play along.
Blunt reality is an irritation, but it won't go away. Women are not blank slates, not terra incognito. We're human beings, with our own feelings, rights and preferences. Women say no.
Brilliantly put.
The concept of men inventing a being, let's call it, for their own gratification, be it sexual or otherwise, and then calling it a woman, is difficult to explain.
But that's what's happened.
They have invented an entity, to serve them, which bears absolutely zero resemblance to the entity after whom they're calling it. Women.
But they need women in order to validate it. We, the reality, have to rubberstamp the fantasy.
We are nothing, we just occasionally need to be used in the service of maintaining The Fantasy.
This is why the absolute rage at calling the fantasy, men, making a distinction between the fantasy and women, stating that sex is binary, and saying you can't change it. All of it results in meltdown.
And the one thing that these men never, ever experience, much less understand, is that solidarity between a woman and other women. It doesn't rely on a fantasy.
And it happens all the time.
One of the most profound, non-verbal communications I ever experience is meeting the eye of another woman in certain situations that involve men.
That brief, intimate look speaks of countless millennia of eye rolling.
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