Tsk! Such negativity, in the preceding essay! 
But negativity is an unavoidable part of life. We may encounter it
because we face our problems head on, without flinching. Or, we may
pretend that the negative realities of life aren't there, denying
ourselves the opportunity to deal with them in a timely fashion, and
eventually find ourselves confronted with problems that have become so
grossly bad that we can no longer put them out of our minds. In the past,
this was often the result that confronted those who tried to use alcohol
as a solution to their problems. Today, we use the power of positive
thinking to achieve the same unconsciousness, with the same consequences.
This essay was written by the author of the piece (formerly on this site) opposing
the legalisation of prostitution. In part, it gave him a feeling of
closure. This was the topic he came onto the list with, and when it was
time for him to depart, he found that it had been answered in the course
of his being there and it sort of summed up the experience of his stay. In writing this, he found a certain sense of release and a
lot of anger went away.
The author suffered the misfortune of bad timing in life. His dating life
began during that strange time, beginning around the turn of the decade,
when man bashing was at its height. It was a time when young women were
pressured by their peers and their elders to act as if they believed
that the attention and company of the young men around them were things
that should be of no importance to them. That concessions were things that
only the man should make in a relationship.
While the right of women, even those who were total strangers, to comment
on how a particular young woman should conduct herself in her
relationships was considered an absolute that it would be inexcusably
rude to question or refuse to listen to (they were "entitled to their
opinions"), the young men in those relationships often found that their
loved ones were refusing to discuss anything with them. That they weren't
even allowed to participate in the decisions governing the relationships
they were in. When they expressed the just anger that they felt about
this, they found themselves asked, if they hated their girlfriends (or
women in general) so much, then why did they want to date them?
Such, one might add, would seem to be one of the real reasons for the
effort to arouse fear in those young women who wanted to go out. To be
one of the few women present in a setting can give one a degree of
power, and if one wishes to be intransigent in one's dealings with the
opposite sex, power is exactly what one wants. Thus, the push for
separatist feminism, promoting hatred as a tool for encouraging some of
the competition to take themselves out of the picture under false
pretenses. Thus this manipulative campaign of fear, which in part was a
roundabout way to get some of those uncooperative individuals who weren't
in agreement with the expressed theory of separatist feminism, to carry it
out in practice.
It also was an expression of some of the cultlike characteristics of
radical feminism, in that it undermined the freedom and sense of
independence of those who let themselves be taken in by it. It
effectively separated them from past friends and those who might
become friends. It left them more dependant, emotionally, on those they
had remaining in their lives - including those leaders of radical feminism
who had been encouraging the separation. By creating a gaping emotional
void in the lives of those followers who happened to be heterosexual,
they created a neediness that could be turned to their own advantage. This
was nothing more than a crude quest for power which, if one checks, many
of them publicly announced was the one thing that a woman should crave
above all else in life.
If the results seem to betray a certain maliciousness, one shouldn't be
surprised. Power, as many have observed before, is the power to do harm,
and a vicious spitefulness is the ultimate expression of a craving for it.
By establishing that one can harm another, one establishes that the other
could not defend herself against one, and thus, comparatively, one was
stronger than her. To wish to be kind to someone, though, will put tight
constraints on the choices one may make in one's dealings with her. This
will run contrary to the very concept of power for power's sake - the
ability to do whatever one feels like at the moment.
Of course, the question, asked a few paragraphs back, glossed over the
difference between anger (the passionate desire to do away with a situation
that is unjustly harmful for oneself) and hatred (the desire to create a
situation that is harmful for the other). But even if good will had been
damaged beyond repair by that point, it would not be a valid reason to
become indifferent to the arrogant attitudes which were being encouraged
in the women of the younger generation. Attitudes have a way of being
passed down from mother to daughter, and even had it been the case that
the young women of the time had gone so far that their male peers could
never truly love them, it might not have been too late to give the next
generation, as yet unborn, a chance at knowing better than this in their
relationships. If one can no longer love the world that is, one must at
least try to help make a world that could be worth loving.
But real harm was done. In encouraging the young woman to present all of
her attitudes to her mate on the same "take it or leave it" basis that
employers were presenting policy to their employees and customers on, the
rabble rousers who started the man bashing fad managed to tap into a deep
reserve of anger that was building up. Such arrogance may seem cute and
funny to the person indulging in it, but to the person whose feelings of
powerlessness are being validated, it is the inspiration for cold rage
and eventually the beginning of true hatred. Ironically, in trying to "put
men in their place", those who indulged in this "philosophy" were leading
ever increasing numbers of men into a mentality that left them seeing
women in general as the enemy. Leaving them seething in an impotent rage
that was just waiting to grab a hold of the next woman that they
established a relationship with - even if she had never been like those he
had come to hate. The prophecy began to fulfill itself.
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