Why Did Almost All Societies Believe that Women Were Inferior to Men?
This article talks about why we consider the gender abyss in the terms that we do but, of course, he uses male-pattern thinking and man language to make his point. His view is presented logically (men love that), with a point to be made (a-hem), but fails to question why it matters so very much for men to be on top.
“There is certainly one way women are superior to men… they are better at being women.” Kathleen K.
The book Stainless Mary (O Come, All Ye Faithful) asks if bio-plumbing determines destiny.
COMMENTARY by counterculture writer Kathleen K.
In the vivid family fiction that I write, there is an essential choice to be made about love and what it means to that character. There is wit and stupidity and cupidity and honor but always one element is their existential inventory that is not weighted by genital tissue.
I also write erotic-sexotic literature anchored by the non-fiction cult classic Sweet Talkers (Words from the Mouth of a Pay-to-Say Girl) now in its third edition. I spent a year listening to people talk about sex and love and hunger and denial. I taught operators how to sweet talk fast enough to earn us $1/minute (back when gas was 90¢/gallon). I have studied sexual literature and lived a gender-influenced life.
The proof of the error of the thought that men are superior lies in the outcome of their leadership. Planet is dirty, money is funny, racism-genderism persist, the diff-abled are marginalized, and crime rises. A true leader knows the value of all the assets available, male and female, young and old, dark and bright. When you advance one side at the expense of the other then both lose. In some ways we’ve come a long, baby; we are at least working on equality of opportunity here in the States and in other like-minded countries. The societies hiding their women in metaphorical tents descend into rigid mob mentality leading to cultural chaos and loss of life. Men benefit from complex relationships with women, using them as cum dumpsters is by definition self-defeating strategy. Wasteful and wicked, dismissive of our combined power to enhance life and encourage splendor.
Women are not blameless in all this but you cannot argue that we’ve ever been in charge.
We endure in a different way. We triumph at every birth by completing that one act of natural magic unreplicated in our uber-science world. I can catch a baby from a baster but you need a womb to birth one. Natural fact. Mathematics = females arrive with their egg-potential established and will use about 500 of those million maybe-babies over the decades of fertility. Menstruation and menopause echo in women’s blood-driven lives distinct from men’s reproductive assumption that it is always possible for them to reproduce, even in old age, even minus one ball, sperm springs eternal.
I agree that reproductive responsibilities did shape our roles, where I differ is in the significance of that. It is not “lesser” to build babies rather than railroads (we’re making passengers), it is not “weak” to disdain battle as unending male pissing contests. Women use nature as a guide, submit to the cycles of growth and loss. We call back to the older (smaller) cultures that were one with the Earth, they respected its majesty, and preserved its wild beauty. Women aren’t thought of as fighters but we conquer: we do that by letting our bellies fill with hope for a being whose gender is not known. It is a natural surprise; modern gender-testing is that science stuff intruding. (If we “needed” to know gender before birth for survival there would be a way to do that, we would have evolved some uterine porthole. We didn’t because we don’t need to know that detail to complete the process). It isn’t important at the biological level no matter how definitive in life.
It’s like using the Bible (Koran, etc.) for guidance when it is by definition the record of one gender’s view of the world. I mean, really: Pope Francis slipped when he admitted he’d rather have gay priests than female priests. And that’s a stance against their own damn liturgy. It’s a sign of imbalance to so devalue large segments of your population, this warp in perspective hampers advancement.
It’s a woman’s way to seek collaborative solutions, knowing to gather for strength from within, weaving loyalty. Men spurt their energy outward with little regard for collateral damage (one of their phrases); it is winner take all in their King of the Mountain value system. Women know you don’t survive alone.
It isn’t all grim; there’s love afoot and we make progress. My books celebrate character and catalog the choices we face along the way. The first step is to be thoughtful, to cultivate appreciation for all beings you meet because they are just as helpless as you are to pick the tint of their skin or the place of their birth. What they do with that tells the story.