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re: Does anyone else have this issue or am I just a Misogynistic Pig.
Posted on 6/3/24 at 2:28 pm to Kingshakabooboo
Posted on 6/3/24 at 2:28 pm to Kingshakabooboo
I had a literature professor that I didn’t realize when I took his course he was a rabid feminist. His wife, a tenured professor, was quite mannish and eventually left him for a lady friend. Sad. He was a pretty decent guy. I knew none of this at the time.
The entire reading list was novels by women and one about women, Flaubert’s Madam Bovary. I should have had my antenna adjusted because I was the only guy in the class. I was blind to that because there were some good looking girls there. (This is pre-meeting, chasing, and catching Mrs. M to be)
The novels were awful. Depressing often, and often childishly prurient, seeming to intentionally mock or exasperate conventional sexual morality, especially to demonstrate women could be as casual and intentionally cavalier and vulgar towards sex as men. Some even seemed to try and shock any remaining vestiges of male modesty.
I was not shocked personally finding it more sad and comical that such a potentially promising class for finding Miss Right was populated by girls trying to outdo each other in a race to the depths of feminism and sexual “freedom”.
Mr. M., undergoing severe temptation, considered that perhaps he might have made some inroads of a carnal nature given that everyone there was talking and writing a very hot Libertine game.
Probably for the best that I blew any chances by being hyper critical of the bullshite, especially condemning Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar. I committed virtual suicide when I got fed up an bored with Madam Bovary and called it Madam Ovary and said their grievances were overblown, they didn’t understand men, the men they dated and complained about weren’t very good men, and they should find someone nice, get married, and have kids.
I didn’t have much of a filter. Not so much now either I guess.
I met the future Mrs. M the next semester in French. Got married a few months after graduation 45 years ago.
So, I have the same issue as you apparently and I’m not a misogynistic pig.
The entire reading list was novels by women and one about women, Flaubert’s Madam Bovary. I should have had my antenna adjusted because I was the only guy in the class. I was blind to that because there were some good looking girls there. (This is pre-meeting, chasing, and catching Mrs. M to be)
The novels were awful. Depressing often, and often childishly prurient, seeming to intentionally mock or exasperate conventional sexual morality, especially to demonstrate women could be as casual and intentionally cavalier and vulgar towards sex as men. Some even seemed to try and shock any remaining vestiges of male modesty.
I was not shocked personally finding it more sad and comical that such a potentially promising class for finding Miss Right was populated by girls trying to outdo each other in a race to the depths of feminism and sexual “freedom”.
Mr. M., undergoing severe temptation, considered that perhaps he might have made some inroads of a carnal nature given that everyone there was talking and writing a very hot Libertine game.
Probably for the best that I blew any chances by being hyper critical of the bullshite, especially condemning Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar. I committed virtual suicide when I got fed up an bored with Madam Bovary and called it Madam Ovary and said their grievances were overblown, they didn’t understand men, the men they dated and complained about weren’t very good men, and they should find someone nice, get married, and have kids.

I didn’t have much of a filter. Not so much now either I guess.
I met the future Mrs. M the next semester in French. Got married a few months after graduation 45 years ago.
So, I have the same issue as you apparently and I’m not a misogynistic pig.
This post was edited on 6/5/24 at 2:19 pm
Posted on 6/11/24 at 5:25 pm to scrooster
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They're not woke women in the sense of third wave feminists. They're more like cool butch chicks you'd wanna slam some beers with
That’s a perfect description of Paglia. Because she IS a semi-butch.
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