‘You’re so clever,’ they said. ‘Bright as a button, so mature, a pleasure to teach.’ I could do anything if I set my mind to it. I was top of the class, queen of the heap. My mission in life? Do well at school. Please parents and teachers. Succeed.
That I do believe. Yes, a modern clever girl would get that treatment. A boy — not so much, but that is a different story for a future time.
At what? Or why? I never asked myself.
My currency was my mind. This valued me, ranked me high. I was smart. A good child. I would have a good life.
Good question. Probably the answer on everybody’s mind was “everything”. Because the path was cleared for women (especially clever ones like her) to do so.
They never tell you about the gnawing emptiness of being alone, pushing thirty, your hyper-intellectualism a major turn off for every guy who gets close.
Well, yes, they don’t tell you. Men should conform to what you want. But they don’t always. Clearly as Dalrock has often suggested, weak men are screwing up Feminism.
Furthermore, is it precisely the hyper intellectualism that turns the fellas off? Perhaps it might be related to always trying to use it to “one up” the fella. Just a guess.
I sometimes operate in something that might be termed a “hyper-intellectual” mode, but I like to turn it off whe engaging in leisure activities like athletics. Perhaps she might do something similar.
They never explain that as a girl child, one of the most important phases in your life is the reproductive phase, when your body goes questing on a mission for a man, and without one you’re anxious, lost, hopeless, alone, a failure — stunted like a child. Something kicks in in a profound bodily way — it didn’t happen to me until I was 27, but now it won’t go away.
Of course they don’t. Men and women are the same, except for different plumbing. To acknowledge anything different would play into the hands of the remnants of the Evil Patriarchy. Truths like this must never be acknowledged, better to lie it is. Even if it hurts ladies such as the author above.
The quest for a man is silly to me intellectually.
Perhaps she is not as a fine of an intellectual as she claims to be. Evidence (Feminist Propaganda notwithstanding) suggests that such a pre-disposition is in women, and furthermore that it would make sense for women to have such.
Don’t need no man, am strong, smart, independent — alone, scared, I need a man. I am so miserable without one. It is eating away at me because I have felt the fulfilment of having a loving partner in life, and that swelling sense of a shared future, of building something together, of a greater oneness, a strange kind of hormonal harmony, and without it there is such emptiness.
She is having trouble integrating her pre-conceived version of herself with the reality of herself. Doing so should not be intellectually difficult for one with her intellectual firepower.
Coupling is life’s mission and I’ve cultivated the wrong skills. I’m assertive, have a masculine personality, insist on splitting bills, am rational, ambitious, call a spade a spade and have no time for flattery or beating about the bush. Blunt to a fault. This is not the woman men want. I also hate the thought of being pregnant and don’t want to be a mother. As the partner of a man this is your role. I don’t want to play it and they don’t want me.
Probably she is an INTJ. Come on, you can do it, girl. Reconcile all of this like a good INTJ would.
You’ve set me up to fail.
Now she knows what it is like to be a modern man. Yet men don’t always fail. Often they succeed. They find their mission and execute it.
Why didn’t you tell me it was going to be like this? Why tell me that the world was my oyster, and that being smart and educated was the way forward in life at the expense of being social, pretty, feminine? I have valorised my masculine traits and with them I have pushed away every great man I’ve known. I unsettle them, emasculate them, the script is violated. They don’t like this.
As mentioned before, men and women are the same, but with different plumbing. Can’t disrupt the Feminist Narrative with reality, can we?
As for the guys, maybe she unsettles them, maybe she emasculates them. but the true situation is that the men realize that she would be high maintenance at best. If he is not always at the top of his game, she will make his life miserable, then frivorce him. She has to have lots going for her for him to take a chance like that. Most guys have natural internal alarms that trigger when the woman is assertive. These internal alarms are there for good reason, as they are warning that she is not a good long term bet.
And it’s not realistic to expect them to change. Just as it’s not realistic to expect me to settle for someone less intelligent with nothing going for them in life. It defies evolutionary programming.
All cylinders have kicked in. She acknowledges men’s natural alarms, then she acknowledges women’s hypergamy. So much for everything being the same between men and women.
Why did they never teach us?
Once again, truth is not what they want. In this case, the truth would have set her free.
Girls and boys are equals. Yes, under the law. But we are not the same and the differences matter. We need each other. It is a marketplace. Value is exchanged. My value is not in my mind — some is, but not much. It is in my face, and my skin, and my womb, to be traded for status, security and love.
There we go. That is my INTJ. Keep going, young lady.
I am so unhappy.
The traits are so ingrained. Can one overhaul one’s entire programming and personality? Become a proper woman? Have a place in a world where nothing is stable and loneliness is crippling?
I might say yes. With the Myers-Briggs types, people often naturally develop the “weaknesses” naturally as the grow older. Of course, they can also do so if driven to do so. Probably being as intellectual as she is, she could figure it out.
Short answer – she needs to ask herself if she always needs to be an INTJ.
I would have to have their babies and I won’t do it. Why should I? It’s a stupid, raw, goddamned deal.
But then again, maybe she feels compelled to be a very strong INTJ.
It’s truly awful that we don’t want so many men and send them on their way to the sexless scrap heap. An average man has to work very hard to get a woman to take him seriously and a below average man is the subject of scorn. This is awful for us and awful for you.
Well, there used to be rules set up to alleviate this problem. Some people cruelly removed them.
The feminists were wrong. They lied. Nobody gets to have it all. The manosphere’s gone warped. Women aren’t shallow as fuck bitches. But they’re both right, it sucks on both sides, can’t you see that? The young, the rich and the beautiful are the only winners, and even then, only up to a point.
Why yes, they were/are wrong. Overall happiness in women is down. Quite a bit actually. Men are not down so much, but still it is not great for them on average.
Short answer – Feminism has screwed thing up for most people.
‘Don’t need no man schtick.’ That’s utter bullshit. Women need men and men need women and the world needs men and women to be together otherwise shit gets ugly. Men without women are not a good thing. Women without men are less dangerous, but they are sad, bitter, lonely creatures.
To be honest, once men get past their twenties, and the urges subside, they really don’t need women. An older bachelor doing his thing does not seem odd. Older spinsters do. This is built in. There is no getting around this.
They never mentioned hypergamy. They never said being a doctor’s great and all, but how exactly will you ‘mate up’ from there? Female doctors have it tough because many of their male comrades marry down. Engineers and physicists the same. They are intimidating women and this will be a hindrance to them in the mating game. Maybe in the end a partner and kids will matter more to them than some reinforced concrete, or protons in a particle accelerator? At the very least this is worth considering early on.
It is not worth consideration with respect to the Feminism Narrative. That is all that matters. It is all for a greater good.
I never considered it and now I find myself frantically rewriting my expectations late in the game. I put all my eggs in the smarts basket. This wasn’t smart because the eggs are rotting. I am not going to pretend I don’t care and that I’m happy just as I am.
So she did not get what she wanted, when she wanted it, how she wanted it. To be honest, fellas who have been screwed in the modern system probably don’t have sympathy.