Modern women face an impossible choice. Feminism has encouraged women to compete with men in the workforce, in the bedroom, and in the home. It has not worked. After all, if women could actually compete with men, feminists would not have to constantly celebrate women for achieving things men did better generations ago! Modern women are increasingly realizing that attempting to have it all frequently backfires into exhaustion and failure across the board. But if women cannot compete with men, meekly returning to traditional gender roles to save civilization means accepting permanent inferiority.
If women cannot achieve agency as either trad waifus or feminist tank girls, how can they achieve agency at all? And why would anyone want to be a woman anyway? Being barefoot and pregnant is not the problem per se; the problem is retaining the power to pursue her dreams. Overcoming this dilemma requires going back to the basics: understanding what feminine energy is, how it can be deliberately developed, why it is valuable, how it can be converted into power, and thus how a woman can intelligently sacrifice herself for her husband and family to achieve her dreams rather than merely resigning herself to her fate and suffering in silence.
Economics, like logic and mathematics, is a display of abstract reasoning. Economics can never be experimental and empirical. The economist does not need an expensive apparatus for the conduct of his studies. What he needs is the power to think clearly and to discern in the wilderness of events what is essential from what is merely accidental.
Many of the problems modern women face come directly from the academic-government-media propaganda complex, which has embraced female oppression as a reason for its existence. Were these talking heads to ever stop criticizing the patriarchy, they would lose their jobs and be ostracized by their colleagues! And because they are not total morons, their work is not easy to refute empirically. There are a hundred ways to subtly lie with statistics, and academics whose funding depends on the right results have found them all. Even those who understand such things find themselves swamped by sheer volume! Therefore, I have taken a strictly praxeological approach in this essay. It is your job to understand the archetypes I will describe, apply them to whatever particular empirical issues bother you the most, and decide whether you find them convincing or not.
As it happens, there is one area where women are unquestionably superior to men: being happy. This may not seem like a valuable skill, but it is actually absolutely critical. Men may be better at surviving, but women are better at thriving, and there is no point to surviving without thriving. Further, women will always be superior to men here, because surviving requires perceiving problems accurately to fix them, while thriving requires looking on the bright side to be happy, and this contradiction is not easy to resolve. Thus men specialize in logic, reason, and correctness, while women specialize in positive energy and good vibes.
Women work differently than men. When a man works, he implicitly assumes that his task is somewhere between really annoying and exciting but unsustainable. His goal is therefore to complete his work as quickly, efficiently, and correctly as possible and then go do something more fun. When a woman works, her goal is to complete her task as enjoyably as possible. She tries to be totally present, surround herself with beauty, and romanticize her life. She does not want to feel like she is working at all.
In due course they reached the noble river with its never-failing pools, in which there was enough clear water always bubbling up and swirling by to clean the dirtiest clothes. Here they turned the mules loose from under the yoke and drove them along the eddying stream to graze on the sweet grass. Then they lifted the clothes by armfuls from the cart, dropped them into the dark water and trod them down briskly in the troughs, competing with each other in the work. When they had rinsed them till no dirt was left, they spread them out in a row along the sea-shore, just where the waves washed the shingle clean when they came tumbling up the beach. Next, after bathing and rubbing themselves with olive oil, they took their meal at the riverside, waiting for the sunshine to dry the clothes. And presently, when mistress and maids had all enjoyed their food, they threw off their headgear and began playing with a ball, while Nausicaa of the white arms led them in their song.
Being happy makes women patient. A journey of a thousand miles is easy if you are enjoying every step! The more zen she becomes, the more energy she can invest in her tasks, the more beauty she can create, the more pleasing she finds her surroundings, the more effortlessly she floats through life, and the more patient she gets. Eventually she works so much, simply because she wants to, that she becomes good at her chosen tasks anyway; it just takes her much longer than a man, because she chooses to take her time and develop her unique style.
Men find it more difficult to develop a personal style. If you can only go left, or have no mid-range, or can't play defense, your opponents will eventually exploit your weakness. Conversely, women are free to prefer tulips to daisies, or daisies to roses, or roses to tulips, or greens over blues, without being punished on the battlefield. There are many beautiful combinations, and if her creations are interesting and unusual their novelty may actually be more enjoyable than something objectively superior. Even if she fails, it is usually not that difficult to rip things out and start over.
Thus a man has higher quality energy, while a woman has higher quantity, and simply focuses on being herself, whatever that may be. But quantity has a quality all its own! Beauty comes from quantity: sculpting a statue requires thousands of tiny chips from a chisel, not one mighty blow from a sledgehammer. So does health, which requires constant patient self care. All traditional female tasks, both in and out of the home, revolve around huge amounts of low intensity work. If men are protectors and providers, women are refiners and purifiers, constantly sorting the gold from the dross.
Men frequently fail to appreciate women's work because most of it seems semi-pointless and labor-intensive. Why clean the tops of your cabinets, sew curtains for every window, or repeatedly knead your sourdough for a full day? But over long periods of time all of this semi-pointless labor-intensive work comes together into a home. Remove one note, and there would be diminishment. The modern world is so ugly and unhealthy because we have tried and failed to replace women with machines, even if GDP has gone up.
When his eyes were in turn uncovered, Frodo looked up and caught his breath. They were standing in an open space. To the left stood a great mound, covered with a sward of grass as green as Spring-time in the Elder Days. Upon it, as a double crown, grew two circles of trees: the outer had bark of snowy white, and were leafless but beautiful in their shapely nakedness; the inner were mallorn-trees of great height, still arrayed in pale gold. High amid the branches of a towering tree that stood in the centre of all there gleamed a white flet. At the feet of the trees, and all about the green hillsides the grass was studded with small golden flowers shaped like stars. Among them, nodding on slender stalks, were other flowers, white and palest green: they glimmered as a mist amid the rich hue of the grass. Over all the sky was blue, and the sun of afternoon glowed upon the hill and cast long green shadows beneath the trees.
He turned and saw that Sam was now standing beside him, looking round with a puzzled expression, and rubbing his eyes as if he was not sure that he was awake. ‘It's sunlight and bright day, right enough,’ he said. ‘I thought that Elves were all for moon and stars: but this is more Elvish than anything I ever heard tell of. I feel as if I was inside a song, if you take my meaning.’
Haldir looked at them, and he seemed indeed to take the meaning of both thought and word. He smiled. ‘You feel the power of the Lady of the Galadhrim,’ he said. ‘Would it please you to climb with me up Cerin Amroth?’
Then one of the seven angels who had the seven bowls filled with the seven last plagues came to me and talked with me, saying, “Come, I will show you the bride, the Lamb’s wife.” And he carried me away in the Spirit to a great and high mountain, and showed me the great city, the holy Jerusalem, descending out of heaven from God, having the glory of God. Her light was like a most precious stone, like a jasper stone, clear as crystal.
Imagine a husband wife like batteries with positive and negative poles. The man has a larger positive pole, and excels at emitting powerful waves of positive energy, which he uses to earn money and protect his family. The woman has a larger negative pole; she specializes in pulling that positive energy back out of the Universe by spending it efficiently and converting it into a beautiful and pleasant home. Spending money is much more difficult than it sounds, and women are experts at demanding the Universe actually give them what they want.
This arrangement is never satisfactory for a man. No woman can bring enough positive energy to the table purely by cooking, cleaning, and decorating to close the gender spending gap. So she closes the circuit by connecting her positive pole directly to his negative pole, i.e. she does whatever is necessary to make him happy and balance their scales. She is no different from any other entrepreneur, except that she has only one client and only one stock in her 401k, so she is willing to do things for him that he will not do for his customers!
Intercourse is merely the physical act of sharing her happiness with him, and as she improves, her sexual energy transcends the physical. Japan is famous for its hostess clubs where men drop huge amounts of money merely to sit next to beautiful women who compliment them and pour them drinks! If a woman wants to electrify a man, she must speak to his soul. She must create a dream world where he is the conquering prince on a white horse and suck him into it. Her devotion to him then makes her dream real; she would not be submitting to him and taking time out of her day to please him if it were not. But since the dream comes from her, he must actually be her hero to maintain it.
I'll never forget when I came out of the church and saw you for the first time. It was as if I stepped outside on a cloudy day and the sun came out.
A woman's sexual energy comes from her masculine side. No man wants a woman who is purely passive in bed. The more she actively tries to please him, the better sex will be, and even when he appears to take control and do whatever he wants, she is still leading by actively submitting to him and overcoming any friction that results. Sex is so enjoyable for both parties precisely because of this polarity inversion; after a long day at work, he can simply do whatever wants, while she surfs the currents of desire she creates and knows that her budget is secure.
However, it is also difficult precisely because it involves their weaker sides. A perfect example is the ongoing controversy over duty sex. As natural emitters, men simply cannot fathom how women can fail to understand that this minor sacrifice would be returned to them many times over, while as natural refiners women cannot understand why men don't just take what they want.
The problem with her life strategy is that it generates a great deal of value, but no power. At no point can she fight her man (or any other man) directly and win. She converts her value into power through sheer stubbornness. If man's courage is like a strong oak tree that defies the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, a woman's courage is like grass with deep roots that sways in the breeze, but does not break.
Then He spoke a parable to them, that men always ought to pray and not lose heart, saying: "There was in a certain city a judge who did not fear God nor regard man. Now there was a widow in that city; and she came to him, saying, 'Get justice for me from my adversary.' And he would not for a while; but afterward he said within himself, 'Though I do not fear God nor regard man, yet because this widow troubles me I will avenge her, lest by her continual coming she weary me.'"
She can only get away with this obnoxious behavior when she is shielded by her great value. When you break the axle of your Bugati running over a pothole, you spend whatever is necessary to fix it. When your beater runs out of gas, you drop it off at the junkyard.
Although women are forced to develop great faith by their lack of power, over time it becomes their greatest weapon. Faith is not irrational, but super-rational; she learns that that good things will happen to her, even if she does not understand how, where, when, or why, because a woman who is beautiful, pleasant, hard continuously working, joyful, sexy, and stubbornly patient has such immense value that the Universe, from God on down, will simply not let her lose. Given enough time, she can obtain anything she wants merely by repeatedly asking for it. Faith then blends with and amplifies all of her other strengths and she lives her life with heedless passion, embracing both the highs and the lows.
And Mary said: “My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit has rejoiced in God my Savior. For He has regarded the lowly state of His maidservant; for behold, henceforth all generations will call me blessed. For He who is mighty has done great things for me, and holy is His name. And His mercy is on those who fear Him from generation to generation. He has shown strength with His arm; He has scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts. He has put down the mighty from their thrones, and exalted the lowly. He has filled the hungry with good things, and the rich He has sent away empty. He has helped His servant Israel, in remembrance of His mercy, as He spoke to our fathers, to Abraham and to his seed forever.”
Men stood by their fences and looked at the ruined corn, drying fast now, only a little green showing through the film of dust. The men were silent and they did not move often. And the women came out of the houses to stand beside their men—to feel whether this time the men would break. The women studied the men's faces secretly, for the corn could go, as long as something else remained. The children stood near by drawing figures in the dust with bare toes, and the children sent exploring senses out to see whether men and women would break. After a while the faces of the watching men lost their bemused perplexity and became hard and angry and resistant. Then the women knew that they were safe and that there was no break. Then they asked, What'll we do? And the men replied, I don't know. But it was all right. The women knew it was all right, and the watching children knew it was all right. Women and children knew deep in themselves that no misfortune was too great to bear if their men were whole.
Overcoming any and all challenges is the awesome and terrifying responsibility of a man, and women want no part of it. Men are going to take charge, and we are not going to discuss, negotiate, or ask permission to do so. The problem is that women think of men like light switches. As regulators, our work is somewhat mechanical, and it is very easy for women to point out what and when something is going wrong and then expect men to fix it without worrying about how and why.
If Life is joyful activity, activity and creation must generate friction, and mastery is the path to overcoming it, then marriage is the absolute core of all magic and the solution to Life itself. Technically, gender is always a choice - but it is one that everyone made long ago. Masculine angels repeatedly incarnate as men while feminine angels repeatedly incarnate as women due to the challenges of blending contradictory masculine and feminine energy.
A man's feminine energy is his anima, thumos, or hamingja: his acceptance of his abilities and his destiny. Men find this so difficult to achieve because as the regulatory sex we are engaged in an eternal battle against friction that we can never win. We can never be perfect, only profitable, and even that requires supreme effort. How can you relax and sing in the fire when your mistakes can cost you and everyone around you so much? Ploinkism is my personal attempt!
A woman's masculine energy is her confident and stylish creation of beauty. Women find this so difficult to achieve because beauty requires an immense amount of work over a long period of time; if she sprints towards the goal, she will fail. Michelango needed four years of sixteen hour days to paint the Sistine Chapel; he was so miserable he wrote a poem about his suffering. Women are smart enough not to make such sacrifices for the sake of ephemeral glory! To succeed anyway, she must turn her back on the goal and focus on a constant daily practice of perfection. Transcendence is instant; immanence requires time.
Both sexes find these difficult processes much easier when they are supported by someone who has the required complementary energy. A man is inspired to protect and provide for a woman who is patiently loyal to him; a woman needs a man's guidance to make sure that she does in fact reach the goal. In India they say that Shiva cannot create without Shakti, but it would be more accurate to say that men do not want to create without women. The problem is that winning by definition requires reaching a positive goal, at which point the game stops. Women are the solution. He fights so she fucks, she fucks so he fights, and the combination produces endless joyful life.
It is not the slightest exaggeration to say that the Universe itself can only exist through sexual specialization, and thus God created man through marriage: bringing compatible male and female Angels together into a permanent resonance. Every man and woman has exactly one soul mate. Matthew 22:30 is one of the greatest Obi-wan Kenobiisms in the Bible. Jesus states that there are no weddings in the resurrection, which is technically true, because every man and woman is already married to their soul mate. We came to Earth together, and we will graduate together, but we almost never meet them in the flesh, because eternal sexual relationships require overcoming an immense amount of friction, which requires practice and mistakes. Relationships between the sexes are so poor nowadays that if we were with our soul mates they would never forgive us for treating them so badly! Rather than open this can of worms, Jesus waves his hands and then dunks on the weaselly Sadducees by reminding them that God cannot have a covenant with the nonexistent.
Feminism is so appealing to both sexes because it rejects the inevitability of friction. If friction is optional, then the imperfect regulatory male hierarchy is the problem, not the solution, and we can all just relax and do whatever we want all the time. Feminism is so utterly philosophically unserious because this idea is flatly ludicrous. It is denial rather than diagnosis. Great men are great precisely because they do whatever it takes to win - which is very seldom what they want to do in the moment - and thus earn the right to do what they wish during their free time. If women were not also capable of overcoming friction, they would be utterly worthless to us.
Neither this world nor the world to come is for him who does not sacrifice; and those who enjoy what remains of the sacrifice go unto Brahman. Thus in many ways men sacrifice and in many ways they go to Brahman. Know that all sacrifice is holy work, and knowing this thou shalt be free.
When feminists try to be men, they inevitably try to do so without making the required sacrifices, and find themselves trapped in some subset of the following self-reinforcing doom loop: trying to be more logical, correct and competitive, being more stressed, losing their natural beauty, more clearly perceiving their own inferior masculine energy, resenting men, losing their natural sexual energy, demanding feminine privileges without feminine value, trying to take care of themselves, being forced to clearly perceive the exterior world, losing their confidence, becoming more neurotic, deliberately choosing ugliness, losing their natural happy, whimsical feminine energy, blaming men for everything, and joining communities of other ugly, resentful, miserable women who prevent them from ever leaving out of jealousy.
Sacrifices are different from mere suffering because they work. The sacrificial balance between sexes must be equal in eternity; were it not, everyone on the exploited sex would jump ship. The exact contract between the sexes can be adjusted, but the necessity of the glorious male regulatory hierarchy, the blissful female creative ocean, and the honeycomb they form cannot. Declining female happiness not a paradox; it is the utterly obvious consequence of women collectively abandoning their natural feminine energy and refusing to make the sacrifices that come naturally to them.
This delusional promise of total creative freedom without limits or costs is the rotten core of not just feminism, but all of the utopian ideologies tearing Western Civilization apart, from communism to wokeism. They are all anti-truth, anti-beauty, and anti-life, and were feminists to actually experience the brutally lawless life outside the regulatory male hierarchy they claim to despise they would immediately cry out for strong men to save them!
In such condition, there is no place for Industry; because the fruit thereof is uncertain; and consequently no Culture of the Earth; no Navigation, nor use of the commodities that may be imported by Sea; no commodious Building; no Instruments of moving, and removing such things as require much force; no Knowledge of the face of the Earth; no account of Time; no Arts; no Letters; no Society; and which is worst of all, continuall feare, and danger of violent death; and the life of man, solitary, poore, nasty, brutish, and short.
In fact, the second the utopians take power they reliably create dictatorships far harsher than the ones they criticized! Western Civilization's gender roles have been so male dominated because they were forged in precisely those times: the Dark Ages. It is hardly surprising that as material conditions have improved women have searched for the reward of their sacrifices to survive those times. We can negotiate more creative freedom and greater appreciation for what women bring to the table, but the patriarchy must remain strong to avoid returning to hard times.
Because men and women think so differently, marriage is very painful for both sexes. A smooth sexual relationship almost certainly means that one partner has been dragged out of their own life into the orbit of their partner. Marriage does not come from natural affinity, but from a powerful desire to possess the virtues of our partner. It feels so impossibly hard because it is ultimately transactional, and a dependent transactional relationship is never far from a manipulative hell where your partner tries to wring you dry. It takes a long time to build the confidence that you can handle your half and even longer to build the trust that your partner genuinely wants to handle theirs for you, especially when things go wrong.
Permanent relationships must be superrational, so it is actually the woman who leads their construction, by always being slightly more trusting towards her partner than she really is. As their bond grows, the couple eventually becomes so comfortable with each other that they no longer want to swap each other out, even for objectively higher value partners. Women do not want high status men; they want perfect men, and who can blame them? No woman is going to go through this long and painful process just to be bonded to a loser. The good news is that all men, simply by choosing to be men, are perfect. We are all immortal souls with infinite time. As long as we keep adventuring, we will inevitably keep leveling up. She doesn't have to settle, she just has to wait, and women are excellent at waiting.
Eventually their bond reaches a critical strength and both partners permanently opt in, forming a single person. He is the brain; she is the heart. In addition to the basic transactional benefits of their relationship, their bond itself becomes the most valuable thing in their lives, and precisely because it is so important it is no longer really transactional. Their self-interests are now almost perfectly aligned, so when things go wrong they help each other recover rather than break up. She wants him to be ever more powerful, wise, and glorious; he wants her to be ever more beautiful, patient, and happy. She wants him to win every battle; he wants her to win the war. The flows of energy between them may wax and wane, but they never stop. As long as their bond exists they are both winning and they are both happy, which then greatly increases their individual strengths, because everything they do is part of a larger picture that is very wonderful. Together they can sing in the fire. And that is why God created women.
For the same reason marriage love is represented in heaven by the most beautiful objects. I have seen it represented by a maiden of indescribable beauty encompassed with a bright white cloud. It is said that the angels in heaven have all their beauty from marriage love. Affections and thought flowing from that love are represented by diamondlike auras with scintillations as if from carbuncles and rubies, which are attended by delights that affect the interiors of the mind. In a word, heaven itself is represented in marriage love, because heaven with the angels is the conjunction of good and truth, and it is this conjunction that makes marriage love.
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