Razoring The Feelings

Women are fond of claiming that men objectify them, that is, treat them not as a Thou but as an It. Of course this happens, but how often do women get called on their own objectification of men? That this takes somewhat different forms is no excuse. If women are often sex objects to men, for example, men are often financial objects to women; we see only a body and they see only a wallet. Why exactly is the former vicious and the latter virtuous? Or why exactly is it praiseworthy to treat a man as a mirror in which the woman can behold her own attractiveness; “he looks, therefore I am”?

What then does a man represent for a woman? A source of income, a tool of release, a supply of attention, a channel of entertainment, an object of benevolence and an instrument of calibration of her attracting-power for the purpose of competition within her female hierarchy. More is indeed claimed, such as this thing called “love”, but is that real or is it just a huge smokescreen for all of the above? After all, we only have their word for their “love” being anything else.

“Love” means either sex that is desired by a woman rather than a man, or else a promising supply of attention, or both together. The whole “Love” narrative is consequently a system of permissions, telling a woman what she can do and what she can demand – answer: more or less everything – if only she can plausibly claim to be “in Love”.

Now, why should we believe that there exists an emotional state behind this narrative? The system of permissions would work equally well as tactical algorithms, of the “If then, Go to” variety, deployed by emotionless players. In one of its formulations, Occam’s Razor forbids us to proliferate unobserved entities; that is, to postulate unobserved entities that are unnecessary to save the phenomena. So when women talk of “Love”, all we are sure we are seeing is logic gates.

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  1. Written by The Ghost in the Machine
    on August 11, 2013 at 15:11
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    Barring self-deception (no mean feat), I think we can generally tell from what depth the phrase “I love you!” is spoken to us. And, yes, for a member of either gender it can be a huge smokescreen — and perhaps, at least in part, self-made.

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