Sunday, December 23, 2007

No, "misogynist" is not exactly what I am, not in the sense that I hate or fear the Sex. Although, come to think of it, there are a good many things (subjectivism, virtual absence of a sense of personal space, touching) I dislike about them, and am in some ways revolted and outraged by (see blog April 9, 2006), there's no generic hatred of women in me, and no attribution by me to them of mystic "powers." Of course, in a general sense, I find women sexually repulsive; the specifics of their menstruating, chlamydia-prone physical bodies is simply nauseous to me. But I am a social, humane sort of person, able to ignore the physical characteristics of my fellow human beings, and, of course, never, ever, given to making personal remarks--and I am always nice, like aristocrats of the ancien regime about whom you could never tell who among them was fucking whom because they were all perfectly nice to everybody. Things that don't require mention, like women's awful taste in literature and movies, and the horrible way they smell (women's perfumes), I ignore.

I can't help being amused, and a little bit saddened (I am not a monster), by the fact that no woman likes watching soap operas with me--soap operas which of course I abominate and never watch unless solicited to do so--because I know, sight unseen, the plots and character-developments better than they do, and can't help anticipating and laughing at them (the plots and character-developments) and so spoiling them for them (my women friends). Likewise I observe that letting me, as respresentative Alpha Male, handle the remote gives all women and some men nervous conniptions. Even if I overcome my instinctual too-rapid nervous response and give those with slower perception-time a chance to watch television (rather than seeing what's on), I tend to mute commercials, almost unconsciously, even before the slower sexes realize that their show is on hiatus and they're being advertised at. This causes enormous frustration; because what causes the dumbies among us to want to watch commercials is a wordless, inchoate resentment at having to exercize critical judgement--even in silence.

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