Make no mistake, gentleman, most (not all) women enter here as a Trojan Horse.
They claim they are here “to learn” about men. That is partially true at first. However, once they get some degree of knowledge about how we think, they switch modes and are here to correct us.
They are incapable of understanding that which we innately understand, and every conversation under the sun is subjective and about their own experience, because they cannot think outside of that, in a principled, objective fashion. Their entire universe is their own experience, and anything else is invisible to them.
Let us not forget that it is highly abnormal for a woman to be hanging out in a men’s forum. Women who hang out here are anything but representative of their gender. The average woman would have no desire to hang out here, and I dare say that the average well-rounded husband or boyfriend of such a woman would not have it.
I say again, most women here are here to correct you under the guise of “learning”. They come in here all sweet and nice, and very likable indeed. But I always wait for the real to come out, and sure enough, it does.
This place is an addiction for some. I know of one in particular who left in a huff, decrying how horrible we are, but just couldn’t stay away, just as we predicted. I can’t imagine my girlfriend or wife spending hour after hour hanging out in a men’s forum.
Many of you guys have answered absolutely brilliantly in this thread. A few, however, are bordering on white knighting.
I hate this Trojan Horse scenario. It reflects our real-life struggles with women. They come in all sugary sweet and submissive, expressing a desire to learn, but gradually the real motivation rises to the surface: To Fix you. You are apparently “broken”, gentlemen. You are broken because you utter words that cast light on the nature of women, and that will not do. You need to be fixed.
Let’s now observe the firestorm that approaches, and my handling of said storm. I might handle it with no words at all, or I might shine a blinding light upon it. Who knows? It’s all good fun, and my handling will depend on my mood and whether or not I have taken my geritol that day.
I just want to alert the younger, less experienced guys to beware the Trojan Horse. They come in with the sweetest, most endearing facade, but are in reality hell-bent on pointing out the errors if your ways. You are a man, and hence “flawed” if you dare call a woman out.
