Men are hilariously incongruous. (Women probably are too in some ways, I just don't see it as readily being one myself)
Men congratulate (falsely, in my opinion, for the most part) themselves on being risk takers. Indeed, in their minds, this is one of the traits that makes them superior to women. Far superior. In their minds.
There's an element of truth to it. Not the superiority, the risk taking. Only on the other side of the gender coin we don't call it risk taking, we call it general stupidity.
A boy will go kick a buffalo to see if it will get mad at him (my friend's idiot brother did this). A boy will break his collarbone attempting bike tricks on a visibly unsecured, unstable, and half rotted ramp because other idiot boys goaded him into it (my idiot brother).
A man will risk hundreds of thousands of dollars gifted to him on a gamble without a thought in the world for the work and time it took to accrue that nest egg just because he believes in risk and that he deserves success. And then lose it, go back to that family and friends and stick his hand out again.
That's the risk that men believe makes them superior.
What they won't do is risk emotional safety and security. They're incredibly risk adverse when it comes to the emotional vulnerability necessary for real intimate connection.
It's like pulling teeth. Those deeply rooted molars in the back of an elephant's mouth.
Women, conversely, risk our lives and physical well being to be in a relationship with a man. We also risk emotional safety because, as many of us learn, there's not much emotional safety in an intractable brick wall. Yet we willingly and even eagerly take these risks time and time again on a promise of some reciprocity, that we don't often get.
But women aren't worthy of respect, to the male mind because we don't take stupid risks for no other reason than just cause, to see what happens.
I don't think men see what they do as control. I think they see it as risk management. Women experience it as imprisonment, a form of slavery or emotional immurement. A burying of the self of Her. .
And God help us, we STILL love you freaks. Swear to god, women are our own wirst enemy. Ain't it the cold hard truth?
