End of the Womanly Woman

Are they living under a rock or something?
I suspect you don't see them because they don't put themselves out there like guys on the make do. More often than not, they have better things to do than being a "player" (e.g., job, riding, fishing, church/charity work, building things, gardening, photography, chasing trains, flying, etc. etc.) You will find them where you find the things they are interested and involved in.
 

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I find there is more acceptance now for the whole package than was readily available when I was young. Many men were already confused by a highly educated woman holding a PhD in the sciences, add a feminine, well dressed

pretty exterior, and a confident demeanour, they often belittled my qualifications, objectified me, or ran for the hills. Yes, some of the worst offenders were every bit as educated as I was. I grew a thick skin, and learned to clap back with the cruel courtesy worthy of a Canuck. We wield politeness as a weapon exceedingly well. 😈
 
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I posted this on a thread of mine, early on in my tenure here

Still stand by it;

Wimin

The most mysterious beings of our planet


I found out long ago, about sixty years or so, that gaining favor with the finer gender of our specie is not necessarily in my best interest.
Whole different frequency
Wired different
Fiber optic vs 9 gauge single conductor
Fascinating, mystical, attractive, you bet
Sensitivities I’d never remotely considered
But, hanging with a group of ladies?

Can’t

Mentally; exhausting

Socially; this ogre doesn’t stand a chance

Spiritually; beyond any reach I may have thought I had

Physically; like looking into the sun, can go blind if obsessing too long

Gaining favor?
Whimsical touches
Nothing of depth
Any more than that and I find myself precariously dangling off a mental precipice

I can do one, maybe two per sitting
and that is mostly because they sense my discomfort to the point of putting forth effort to discuss what I’m interested in
I’ve learned to pick up on this and placate for a bit, then find a way to excuse myself

I don’t avoid ladies, but have learned not to seek them out
It’s what shops are for

I’ve been fortunate

My lady has put up with me for half a century

When I become too much and I (for some unknown reason) anger her,
I found placing my calloused hand on the small of her back will still cause her to flinch
….and she begrudgingly forgives me

We have had this tryst, this romance that has yet to fade

She’s plenty for me

Forever


So, here I remain
Baffled, yet attracted at the mysteries, complexities
A sentry
A defender
A protector
A willing grunt

Keeping the fire

best I can

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Adding this;
Presently, of note here on this forum, I've learned that wimin can turn on ya

Kindly disagree, and they'll make a derisive comment and slam you in ignore

So I made a note to self;

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It's nice to know there are still people who appreciate decency. In spite of all this feminist stuff, women are not men, and we don't think the same way. Many men still want a sweet, feminine lady at their side, and many women want a man they can respect.
Sadly, few men respect themselves so there is little hope.
Most of the men I knew, and still do know, seemed to want--heck, 1 or 2 even came right out and said it--someone who brought in a good paycheck, the sweet feminine stuff being a necessary extra. About 10 years ago, a young man (let's call him Stephen) of Huzz's acquaintance was griping to Huzz about how it wasn't bad enough that his wife (who had recently had their baby) wasn't "working" anymore but that she was *gasp* asking him to once in a while help her with the baby (feeding, diaper changes, etc.). Stephen thought it was terrible that she would ask that of him since he was the only one "working." Huzz said to him, "Well, I've heard that taking care of a baby is very hard work." Young Stephen looks shocked & says, "WORK?! That's not work! Work is only what brings in a paycheck, nothing else!" So it never seems to end with some guys.
 
If you ever take the time to look at studies of what men look at first in a women, you will find it goes something like this, with variations by age and maturity:
  1. Eyes
  2. Smile
  3. Breasts
  4. Hair
  5. Weight
  6. Legs
  7. Clothing
  8. Derrière
  9. Height
  10. Skin
Generalization and stereotyping generally doesn't serve you well.
Well, that's what the men responding *said* they look at first anyway. :sneaky:
 
I appreciate the fact that you have the wisdom and good sense to prefer nice over macho. Sadly, however, it has been my experience that you are in the minority as the vast majority of women I've known much prefer macho over nice. Even when I was in law school where we had so many intellectually gifted women, the majority much preferred the macho guys.

Maybe others have had different experiences but that's what I saw over the years.
I have noticed some men who have experienced what you did decided to look a little farther afield (i.e., somewhere where they would meet women who society might not think of as "intellectually gifted" even though they were, just didn't have degrees, etc.) and began to meet women who were open to meeting more than one kind of man. Now where those kind of places might be is limited all to heck & gone these days because of Covid; but in the future, guys might find a place where women other than "intellectually gifted" ones, i.e. some "blue collar" (for lack of a better term) women who are still bright and intelligent and fun and loving; maybe a gym? Maybe some night classes, like painting, landscaping, book clubs, hiking clubs? I'm really not trying to be irritating but I really have heard of some guys having what they considered better luck with meeting women when they tried looking farther afield. (I cannot WAIT for Covid to go the heck away.)
 
I have noticed some men who have experienced what you did decided to look a little farther afield (i.e., somewhere where they would meet women who society might not think of as "intellectually gifted" even though they were, just didn't have degrees, etc.) and began to meet women who were open to meeting more than one kind of man. Now where those kind of places might be is limited all to heck & gone these days because of Covid; but in the future, guys might find a place where women other than "intellectually gifted" ones, i.e. some "blue collar" (for lack of a better term) women who are still bright and intelligent and fun and loving; maybe a gym? Maybe some night classes, like painting, landscaping, book clubs, hiking clubs? I'm really not trying to be irritating but I really have heard of some guys having what they considered better luck with meeting women when they tried looking farther afield. (I cannot WAIT for Covid to go the heck away.)


I've tried all that and more but struck out. Too old to try anything like today. Good luck to others who keep trying ...
 
I've tried all that and more but struck out. Too old to try anything like today. Good luck to others who keep trying ...
Well, I know how you feel; I've given up on some stuff too. Is something like match.com something you might consider? (I admit I don't know anything about it; maybe someone else in the group does?)
 
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She's moving in to take that bishop.....
 
I posted this on a thread of mine, early on in my tenure here

Still stand by it;

Wimin

The most mysterious beings of our planet


I found out long ago, about sixty years or so, that gaining favor with the finer gender of our specie is not necessarily in my best interest.
Whole different frequency
Wired different
Fiber optic vs 9 gauge single conductor
Fascinating, mystical, attractive, you bet
Sensitivities I’d never remotely considered
But, hanging with a group of ladies?

Can’t

Mentally; exhausting

Socially; this ogre doesn’t stand a chance

Spiritually; beyond any reach I may have thought I had

Physically; like looking into the sun, can go blind if obsessing too long

Gaining favor?
Whimsical touches
Nothing of depth
Any more than that and I find myself precariously dangling off a mental precipice

I can do one, maybe two per sitting
and that is mostly because they sense my discomfort to the point of putting forth effort to discuss what I’m interested in
I’ve learned to pick up on this and placate for a bit, then find a way to excuse myself

I don’t avoid ladies, but have learned not to seek them out
It’s what shops are for

I’ve been fortunate

My lady has put up with me for half a century

When I become too much and I (for some unknown reason) anger her,
I found placing my calloused hand on the small of her back will still cause her to flinch
….and she begrudgingly forgives me

We have had this tryst, this romance that has yet to fade

She’s plenty for me

Forever


So, here I remain
Baffled, yet attracted at the mysteries, complexities
A sentry
A defender
A protector
A willing grunt

Keeping the fire

best I can

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Adding this;
Presently, of note here on this forum, I've learned that wimin can turn on ya

Kindly disagree and they'll, make a derisive comment and slam you in ignore

So I made a note to self;

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Once upon a time people would have gotten this kind of prose published and folks paid good money to read it! :).
 
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I posted this on a thread of mine, early on in my tenure here

Still stand by it;

Wimin

The most mysterious beings of our planet


I found out long ago, about sixty years or so, that gaining favor with the finer gender of our specie is not necessarily in my best interest.
Whole different frequency
Wired different
Fiber optic vs 9 gauge single conductor
Fascinating, mystical, attractive, you bet
Sensitivities I’d never remotely considered
But, hanging with a group of ladies?

Can’t

Mentally; exhausting

Socially; this ogre doesn’t stand a chance

Spiritually; beyond any reach I may have thought I had

Physically; like looking into the sun, can go blind if obsessing too long

Gaining favor?
Whimsical touches
Nothing of depth
Any more than that and I find myself precariously dangling off a mental precipice

I can do one, maybe two per sitting
and that is mostly because they sense my discomfort to the point of putting forth effort to discuss what I’m interested in
I’ve learned to pick up on this and placate for a bit, then find a way to excuse myself

I don’t avoid ladies, but have learned not to seek them out
It’s what shops are for

I’ve been fortunate

My lady has put up with me for half a century

When I become too much and I (for some unknown reason) anger her,
I found placing my calloused hand on the small of her back will still cause her to flinch
….and she begrudgingly forgives me

We have had this tryst, this romance that has yet to fade

She’s plenty for me

Forever


So, here I remain
Baffled, yet attracted at the mysteries, complexities
A sentry
A defender
A protector
A willing grunt

Keeping the fire

best I can

View attachment 150869


Adding this;
Presently, of note here on this forum, I've learned that wimin can turn on ya

Kindly disagree and they'll, make a derisive comment and slam you in ignore

So I made a note to self;

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Your post reminds me of this (with apologies to those who've seen it before):

 
I agree. There was no Leave it to Beaver crap going on in our home growing up. My parents had two of us with Tourette's and bills to pay. I spent a good portion of my younger years being verbally abused and sent to my room. We didn't have the money for mom to doll up to go to the grocery store. And my father had an affair years later with her friend. So I don't think these years are as rosy as everyone seems to recall. They may have been for appearances sake but behind closed doors things are just different.
Sorry you had to go thru that Marci....
 


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