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When contemplating the actions of women in America, it brings to the surface the actions of the droves of homosexual American men. What is significant is that gay men are not necessarily merely enamorate of other men, but desirous of being an American woman, and thus are constantly attempting to act and talk like them, to the extent that they want to be treated like women. At least treated like women in the sense that they are allowed to be largely unaccountable for various things they do, or be deferred to and pampered, or, at times, be allowed to say things that would otherwise get them into trouble or in a fist fight, and of course all is fair in their relationships.

While this begins to explain gay men, and some, or even many, may disagree with this analogy, the fact is that there are millions of men in this nation who are quite desperate, and exist in an increasingly abusive environment which expects them to walk tall, without emotion, and typically unflinching, amid an insatiably abusive plethora of prissy, intemperate and vicious women who tend to get away with incredible amounts of misbehavior; and actually are often rewarded for it. Who wouldn't want to step into their world, at whatever cost to ones self esteem? Esteem which may of course, already be nearly nonexistent. Moreover, any man who is willing to engage such a realm assumes a role which, to some, may be a form of having ones cake, and eat it too. If I were not such a staunchly moral man, who will typically step into the pain rather than back away from it, I may have found myself succumbing to such a life...but I digress.

It is not so difficult to realize just what the gay men in this nation are seeking, once a person has the courage to look deep inside and take the time to research these groups of people with honor and compassion rather than merely attempting to find ways to denigrate and disprove them.

It is not an easy place to go, and therefore I rarely fault people for not engaging this portion of investigation or analogy. The truth is that society has traveled extremely far down "the rabbit hole" so to speak, and the stamina and tenacity necessary to reach many of the core functionalities so long buried in denial and collusion can literally tear at a person’s soul. To say that I spend many sad days in morose inflection is an understatement. However, tears can be a rather disgorging proposition when it is the retained fire of furious determination which sustains one's nearly indefatigable battle for transparency and honor, and thus, are often avoided.

When assessing, and deeply investigating, the behaviors of gay men in tandem with their relations among straight women, it becomes apparent that the strong bond between them is a one of mutual understanding and respective disdain for the average male. Disdain in relation with, and to the point of, a proclivity to desire using men, and seeking to prove one’s self superior to the mentalities of these allegedly simple minded and disloyal males, and prove them to be nothing more than tools to be exploited.

The conversations one can find themselves privy to in the environments I have placed myself within, in my search for clarity (excruciatingly corrosive environments indeed…but for love), truthfully, can easily cause one to become quite jaded and even instigate some forms of self loathing or questions of self worth. Moreover, in my travels as an honorable and compassionate person, I have many times found myself being labeled as “sensitized” rather than “sensitive” by a wide array of females. This hypocritical nature they so easily divulged always tended to surprise me, and it confused me for many years as I tried over and over again to "de-sensitize" myself in the ways they desired. While, I did attempt this, and invariably got positive responses, I began to learn that the changes it was causing in me were changes I did not like, or approve of, and that I had no intention of truly allowing them to proliferate within my daily life.

In furtherance of this line of thought, just the idiotic saying that “girls love bad boys”, to me, is one of the most insipidly delusional and mendacious comments I ever find my ears or eyes being assaulted with these days. To truly expose such an insolent nature in the contemporary female in this way does not lose one bit of fetid stench in this mans eyes, regardless of how legitimately this irreverent American society insists on portraying it.

So many women in this nation will actually attempt to create a suffocating air of entitlement and veritable worship of them and their bodies, with concern for their exploitation of men, and this activity is increasingly nauseating within a truly logical world. Women in this nation are becoming incredibly vicious, and most of them just love demoralizing men as they laugh in there face about the size of their penis, the condition of their car, the amount of their paycheck, their looks…and just about anything else they can find to attempt to destroy any form of worth they might think they have. What is most despicable is that there are far too many men who ignorantly, and self defeatingly, exploit this female proclivity of disgusting hate and mendacity, by using it as a competitive weapon against their own brothers, and will actually defer to these demonic wenches by starting fights and making threats merely because some guy has the guts to tell some woman where she can shove it.

There are so many men in America who live in constant pain and self denial (but rarely admit it) mainly because of the incessant degrading attitudes and actions of women, which are also vilified and proliferated by the media. Most women just love to make men misbehave, and they get off on it. Not because they are merely sinister individuals, but because some people can become rather addicted to the feeling of power over another person. There are few women who actually enjoy being beaten and raped by exasperated and juvenile men, however, there are also few of them who will actually leave these men once they get a taste of the perverse power they experience from infuriating them. Most women will first make every attempt possible to keep the dysfunctional relationship intact no matter how abusive and tattered it may be, simply because they enjoy their incredible levels of control over these men.

This is one of the things women love about violence. They love to watch men commit violent acts, and it is a rather vile type of personal validation for many women. They also love to force men to fight for them because they feel superior to other women in this contextual realm, and at the same time see the act as proof of just how much they mean to the man in their life. In contrast to this, is the reason men enjoy violence. The man's enjoyment is a type of vicarious experience where they are vanquishing various personal and past foes they were unable or unwilling to conquer at the time.

Many women have found themselve's incredibly exhilarated by my presence, and have rarely attempted to hide it. However, I was always mainly seeking self improvement in progressively compassionate realms with increasing levels of passion. This journey to self improvement has never found any form of solace in any relationship I have ever had with any woman. Regardless of how many will profess that they are sensitive and compassionate as well, and that this could not possibly be true, the fact is that their selfishness and deceptive tactics, aimed at controlling men and getting (or pilfering) anything and everything men can produce, elicits incredible attempts at corruptive divestment of men such as myself.

The men in this nation must certainly begin to disabuse themselves of the plagiaristic memes being employed by females who’s castigatory accusations of the “good guys” in this society contemptuously seek to flagrantly brow beat and degrade those who demand that the average woman is just as accountable for the growth of society as is the average man. The feelings of unworthiness engendered in men by this society’s incessant worship of the American female’s salacious sexuality and allegedly insatiable orgasmic prowess is nothing more than a delusionally castrating proposal tantamount to a flaming sword of treacherous mental murder. It is time to understand that it is ok to be honorable, it is ok to be kind, and there is not a woman alive who should be allowed to force a man to misbehave in any way whatsoever.

Invariably, any woman I ever come into contact with wants to play the sexual tension game. It is not that she necessarily wants to have sex, she just wants me to want to have sex so that she then assumes some level of control over me, and can hopefully goad me into various misrepresentations of myself that then validate whatever it is she desires from me.

The veritable “prostitutorial” actions of the average female are likened to a war-game which is typically alleged to eventually end with the male being rewarded with a romp in the sack. This game is what women love to play most, and a large portion of the women actually have absolutely no intentions whatsoever of having sex with the man, they just need this game to be played, and hopefully with as much passion and anticipation as can be elicited from the man, in order to reap the highest possible rewards for the females alleged offerings; offerings which are meant to show some genuine interest in the man, and care for his thoughts and desires. What is amazing these days, is just how much women despise having to act like they really care, and they truly feel they deserve something for their typical tacitly proffered pedantic bull. The pitiful baloney most women fallaciously insist they are divulging has absolutely no effect on a man such as myself, and truly makes my stomach turn.

On the other hand, if a man desires true intimacy, the “how bad do you want it” game will be ending quickly with some disingenuous form of dissolution intended to take as much as the impetuous woman can possibly take from the man, because she views him as some impotent “mark” she can literally rob with little possibility of reprisal, as she is certainly not ever going to attempt contact with him again.

I have learned not to play the game and women hate me for it in many ways. A woman will be so disrespectful of me as soon as she realizes that I know exactly what her intentions are, and that I am not going to fall prey. So many women will ask me questions with the intention of allowing me to fabricate an image she can counter. However, as soon as she realizes that I am telling her the truth, her attitude becomes indelibly passe and morbid...or she pretends to fall asleep right in front of me mid-sentence (really). There is rarely a woman who will ever seek to engage me ever again after an initial encounter, and I am almost always hurt by it, however, I know full well that it is in my best interest. I am very honorable, and any woman who will not seek any form of growing relationship with me, is certainly not worth my time anyway.

One of my first long term girlfriends taught me much about myself, and I have always done my best in all my relationships to learn as truthfully and objectively as possible from the many interactions with these girls and women.

One of the first things I learned was just how incredibly empowering it is to have a woman cry over you and beg you not to leave her…and other variations of this type of behavior. I was, to my first girlfriend, her first boyfriend, at least sexually, and I realized afterward just how much I actually meant to her.

What was significant to my personal growth as a man, was my compassion as a person, and the fact that I never let the feeling of power over another person draw me into delusions about myself, as obviously so many men and women do. I understood that my girlfriend’s actions and the feelings of competence (or even dominance) it elicited in me, were no true indication of who I was, nor my worth as a person, but rather, simply a product of my own personal ignorance which obscured the true nature of the accountability to another which is created by the penchant all humans exhibit within intimate relations with other humans whom they naturally seek to continue lasting association with.

Society, on a whole, is being taught that dominance is a natural human desire, and that validation of the person is created without one’s self and propagated by the sociological landscape around them. Nothing could be further from the truth. Humans are creator beings, and therefore progress will always be absent of collusion or comparison. Instead, establishing the furtherance of the species can only be successfully conceived in environments of objective concerns, and portrayed without permissive derivations.

Breeching this veritable inveighing womb into the caustic world beyond it, will always find the suckling beliefs it nurtured, screaming and gasping for the confluent breath so critical to its survival. The fight for benevolent human equality is one that few people truly intend to engage, and most of the human species is being inured with the belief that the will to live is governed by the ability, or proclivity, to destroy.

It is so very sad, the incredibly pervasive levels of desperate infatuation and personal demoralization people are subjecting themselves to in a nation so incessant of proving that survival of the fittest is some kind of benchmark for validating gender relations. To propose that women have the right to keep demanding that the men in this nation hop on one leg and sing hallelujah, while walking the dog and professing an inalienable love for homosexuals, so that some intemperate and illogical female will allow him to get close to her, is insane. Especially when most women have been robbed of their true worth, and no longer possess even one molecule of the nurturing nature they were all indelibly ensconced with at birth.

To be perfectly clear: This is a nation that actually laude’s Julia Roberts and Richard Gere for helping create a movie about a prostitute who’s dreams come true when she finds an alleged Mr. Right (baloney I say…just Mr. Rich; invariably what all whores are seeking) as she is propositioning some John for sexual relations in exchange for cash.

The movie then scurrilously presents a nauseating array of salacious and perverse mechanisms which attempt to legitimize the despicable prostitute’s actions, and even begs the audience to pity the woman because some of the actors in the film tend to treat her like what she most certainly is…a whore. At which point, the movie has the bad guy act like a complete jerk and hit the woman, which then allows Roberts to portray the woman as the victim ad nauseam. Regardless of the fact that Jason Alexander portrays his character as an abusive man who appears to equate prostitution with pressure from men (which is incredulously false…I am propositioned constantly), the fact is that the prostitute created the problem the moment she propositioned the exotic sports car driving man for a paid sexual encounter.

It is this authors firm belief that Julia Roberts should apologize to any and all women being excessively tormented and exploited by pimps, raped and murdered by perverts, hooked on drugs by guilt and shame, bought and sold in this nations salacious sex slave trade and beaten by men who don’t understand how to deal with their woman’s dysfunctional behaviors engendered by movies such as (I hate to even write it) “Pretty Woman”, of which she most certainly was not in any portion of that unscrupulously deceptive film.

The truth is that almost every woman in this nation is becoming more and more incessant of acting like a prostitute in nearly every thing they do. Regardless of the fact that some of them are not out on street corners, or controlled by pimps, the cavernously vacuous minds they fill with vindictive and contemptuously venal tactics, and then justify, claiming that they deserve to get something in return for simply owning a vagina, spits in the face of nature and all things truly sacred in this Universe. The divisively paltry amount of viable contributions to this nation’s moral worth by so many contemporary women will only increase the fetid putrification saturating our social environment, as it has already pervasively poisoned this nation’s media.