“The Effect of Women’s Anger on Men”
She cites Vox Day, who discusses that (female) anger seems irrational; she in turn states that female anger is very rational - which underlines my whole point is that men and women are different; and to men, female anger thus often makes no sense. As a result, when confronted with an angry female who is bent out of shape over a point most men see as trivial, at best, the reaction of most men is stupefaction.
Most men, mind you. As for me - being a devout asshole - I usually respond to female anger with sarcasm and provoking them to further pouts and foot stomps.
Femherroids will - of course, in the face of scientific, peer reviewed study after study after study after study - deny any innate or intrinsic psychological difference between most men and women (And only grudgingly admit any physical differences). However, to watch groups of males and femals together, and observe the dynamics produces some interesting results.
A few years back I was one of the chaperones for a youth retreat through my church. We had the boys and girls seperate (Never mix 14 year olds and sleeping quarters!) and come the night, myself and the lady chaperoning the girls decided that the kids would have pizza, so we ordered out. Two for the boys. Two for the girls. (Six boys and seven girls - and these were some big honking pies). The boys quickly hammered out their order - I forget it exactly, but it was like one pie with pepperoni and sausage, and another half- and - half of something).
We waited fifteen more minutes for the girls order. Know what it was when it came?
Two cheese pizzas.
Because that was the only thing EVERYONE could agree on.
It was very important to have a consensus. A couple girls had been cajoled (bullied) into going along with what everyone else was getting. And my quizzing over the night revealed that it would have been quite easy for there to have been two half-and-half pies and pleased everyone.
Further - one girl wasn’t going to eat (one of the ones bullied into changing her vote). So - nobody in the girls cabin ate until she was again, cajoled, into taking a piece, which she picked at.
The boys had a couple slices left over, and four of them wanting it. And they were ready to arm-wrestle for it until I just cut the slices in half. Girls had three left over, and four wanting them.
So nobody had any.
None of this made any sense to any of the boys - or me. To the girls, this made perfect sense, and I gotta tell you - socialization only covers part of this. This is an entirely different thought process. Girls are brought up among men, and are exposed to their problem solving techniques - the whole idea is far from alien to them. One thing is apparent, though, is that the girls and boys had different priorities. And “being ladylike” in front of the boys wasn’t part of it.
You tell me. I’m sure many of my female readers nod their head in understanding. I’m sure many men shake their head - in stupefaction.
Men often, as well, don’t know how to respond to women’s anger because they don’t understand WHY women are angry. They see them as being angry about a problem that is easily solved - or which isn’t a problem to begin with.
Something similar happeed to me in my second marriage - one day I decided to have a Mongolian BBQ; my big ol’ hammered wok, a gas turkey-fryer burner, and all kinds of meat, vegetables, and sauces - pick your own, and I cook it. My wife was aghast. “Why can’t everyone eat the SAME thing?” she plaintively asked. She bitched the whole time, and by the time of the cooking, most the women just decided on a common bowl of stuff, and some had cajoled (bullied) their husbands into it too. It was interesting that the exceptions were those couples who were dating, but not living together.
Women and men THINK different. We are different. Watch a husband and wife when she wants to go shopping. It is insufficient that he go. He has to WANT to go - and once she decides “he really doesn’t want to” no amount of “Honey, yes I do” will budge her from her position. To him - she wants to go shopping, apparently she needs a pack mule, he agreed to it - problem solved. Those aren’t the issues for her, and she is frustrated. And angry.
Angry primarily because feminism has set women up for the thoroughly unreasonable expectation that men are really just women with penises - that otherwise they think and react like women. Our feminised Publik Skule system consitantly tries to hammer the square pegs of boys into the round holes of feminine behavior, and drugs them when it predictably fails. Feminism chirps over and over “All the same, all the same, all the same” and when women believe this - and then slam up into reality - the reaction is one of dismay, frustration - and anger.
I can only imagine what would have happened years ago had we put all the boys and girls together and ordered the pizzas. It’s one of the reasons I like to tell women “You want shopping and someone to just listen to you complain? Get one of your friends. You want a problem solved - come see me.”
The sooner women put the nonsense about the equivalence of the sexes aside, the happier they will be.. Your great grandmothers realized this, and it’s why their incidence of stress induced heart problems was so much lower.
