Men know this. Rapists, woman beaters also know this. The difference is rape is not a choice for men, it’s a condition that allows one to rape. No different from how one is inhibited emotionally and mentally from murder.
But I don’t really expect all women to understand this, since they’ve been raised to see men as inherently dangerous. It’s advantageous for women to suspect men of the worst and make them work to prove otherwise. That doesn’t necessarily make it okay. It makes it reproductively useful (to women) and offers advantages to individual women, as well as women as a sex. The more frightened and concerned they feel for their own safety, the more they demand protection, the more power they’re given over the rules of the relationships between men and women. And by proxy, the more power they’re given over men as a sex.
The objectification of men is more subtle than the eye candy/fuckbait typically ascribed to women by men, but it’s no less devious.
The object we become is just this by-default, out-of-the-box mythological rape machine programmed to chain women up in kitchens to do menial labor and satisfy us while we insult them until the day they die. Just this horrible expression of how they abstract society to be to allow men to be this way because a few men are like this, until it’s not even about the men anymore, it’s about this whole perception of how the sexes interact, how culture and community works and, how it “should be,” based on this poisonous and bigoted delusion. Then imagining themselves to be a certain way- and by extension, try to define everything else in creation in its relationship to how they imagine themselves.
I’ve spent a lot of time in the roleplay and creative writing community, and the patterns of how women imagine men to think just… they never stop repeating. Working with them individually, they tend to get this desired idea and fantasy of how they imagine men think, based on their own biases given rationalization, and then you just cannot dislodge it. This weird delusion. They then will congregate around this shared belief about how men think (whether they like or agree with these things we supposedly think and how) and reinforce it amongst one another. Validating each others delusions and making them “real.” (rules. Just So’s.) To the point where they’ll gladly tell YOU as a man why you think something, without even knowing you. Because they think they understand men, they think they understand YOU.
That then gets reinforced by the illusion of institutional authority that is legislative Radical Feminism and academia, constantly writing self-referential subjective “research” based on faulty premises. Which then confirms their bias and solidifies it. It’s “just so,” and no matter what I say to them as a man, they’re convinced they know better than me about my own sex, my motivations, and “male culture.”
Doing this they effectively shut men out from interpretation of themselves as men, and women decide that they have the right to not only interpret themselves, and themselves in relation to others, but interpret men themselves based on the relationship and proximity to women. That even interacting with them gives them the right to determine our motivations and drives for doing so, and more say than we do. So they speak for themselves AND us, in their minds, or we’re oppressive to them.
An objectified man isn’t a statue or just a tool to use and discard, he’s a meme constructed by a woman. A projection by a woman. A projection of a woman’s own bias, understanding of the world and insecurities and desires. A player on a stage who isn’t allowed to question the world, just say his expected lines or get booed off the stage as disrupting the play, and villified as a dangerous risk if he doesn’t voluntarily leave. An objectified man is a rapist or woman beater because a different cute boy they liked betrayed them.
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