At a party - a big big party , at the end , it was a group of about 12 women on the dance floor , only women , around which a few men , I wasn't counting , was watching us dance .
This was a new feeling - and it made a lot more sense to me , than the usual game . I recently came to the conclusion that women should be picking the men , not the other way around - rather I should say picking out the man , the one she wants . The deal is , god bless the child who knows his father's name -- and the reason why is the whole name of the father is required as the child by nature knows his mom , but unless he has the name of the father , there can be genetic inbreeding that results in problematic diseases and retardation . This became a courtesy where the female only then wanted a male who would take credit for the child she bears , so that his name could be attached to the child . This is required in a close community , or else the other option is a lot of sending away and trading of members of the tribe , to keep the gene pool well bred . So these traditions , the mother gets the baby , the baby gets the father's name , also got twisted when the land got the fathers name as well , and the mother gave up the baby for adoption or wet nursing . And so on , until you are dancing in a disco terming females by hair color and body fat level , analyzing dopamine and oxytocin release - and tribal status .
So what happens when 12 women dance , and the men sit around and watch ?
That evening , a man wanted to do ballroom dance , which he and I did , and it actually felt aggressive , I was supposed to be passive , and get spun and pulled and pushed by him , and make it look like this was somehow enjoyable . It was NOT enjoyable . He could have thrown my balance and left me breaking an arm to break my fall .
I guess to say what happens is that it was fun - this big floor of moving women on it , safe and plenty of space - it was not about sex at all , and it felt like I was creating an energetic bond with a circle of power that I never knew before . I believe that just as the original drummers were women , not men , that the dancing was profound and meaningful in terms of long term survival .
I have to add one more thing , as I was remembering the night last night -- i had bought new shoes for the event , and aftewards I felt as if I had broken a toe , as I was dancing so hard and so long -- The foot has healed since , but I never remember dancing until my foot broke before . It was an amazing feeling , only women on the large formal floor , and it must have been interesting to watch , as no men got up to interrupt the sacred .
All men want is to fuck younger women. So older women -should curl up and retire. Not even bother, that's a tough message. Where is the role for older women and mature partnerships here, or is that a lie?
At a party - a big big party , at the end , it was a group of about 12 women on the dance floor , only women , around which a few men , I wasn't counting , was watching us dance .
This was a new feeling - and it made a lot more sense to me , than the usual game . I recently came to the conclusion that women should be picking the men , not the other way around - rather I should say picking out the man , the one she wants . The deal is , god bless the child who knows his father's name -- and the reason why is the whole name of the father is required as the child by nature knows his mom , but unless he has the name of the father , there can be genetic inbreeding that results in problematic diseases and retardation . This became a courtesy where the female only then wanted a male who would take credit for the child she bears , so that his name could be attached to the child . This is required in a close community , or else the other option is a lot of sending away and trading of members of the tribe , to keep the gene pool well bred . So these traditions , the mother gets the baby , the baby gets the father's name , also got twisted when the land got the fathers name as well , and the mother gave up the baby for adoption or wet nursing . And so on , until you are dancing in a disco terming females by hair color and body fat level , analyzing dopamine and oxytocin release - and tribal status .
So what happens when 12 women dance , and the men sit around and watch ?
That evening , a man wanted to do ballroom dance , which he and I did , and it actually felt aggressive , I was supposed to be passive , and get spun and pulled and pushed by him , and make it look like this was somehow enjoyable . It was NOT enjoyable . He could have thrown my balance and left me breaking an arm to break my fall .
I guess to say what happens is that it was fun - this big floor of moving women on it , safe and plenty of space - it was not about sex at all , and it felt like I was creating an energetic bond with a circle of power that I never knew before . I believe that just as the original drummers were women , not men , that the dancing was profound and meaningful in terms of long term survival .
I have to add one more thing , as I was remembering the night last night -- i had bought new shoes for the event , and aftewards I felt as if I had broken a toe , as I was dancing so hard and so long -- The foot has healed since , but I never remember dancing until my foot broke before . It was an amazing feeling , only women on the large formal floor , and it must have been interesting to watch , as no men got up to interrupt the sacred .
All men want is to fuck younger women. So older women -should curl up and retire. Not even bother, that's a tough message. Where is the role for older women and mature partnerships here, or is that a lie?
I think there are a lot of ways to work around the base-level reality of the situation, for both sexes. Just it's good to be aware of that level.
The harsh reality goes both ways. Female hypergamy is no less brutal.