Who ever noticed that naked men’s magazines are made for men? Since the majority of the population of both sexes is attracted to the opposite sex, it would be expected that the majority of those interested in photos of naked men would be female. However, what we did have was a collection of publications with nude photos for the male majority of men interested in women, and an occasional magazine with nude photos for the minority of men interested in men. This would lead us to the taboo that men are different from women. To avoid it, progressives resort to the dogma that all differences are explained by oppression. So, women would all be crazy to buy magazines with naked models to stare at a bunch of anonymous penises, but patriarchy doesn’t allow it. Is it?
Now the stands are down, because of the internet. I will then go back to the reader’s memory and ask him to remember those pink collections with a woman’s name (like Sabrina). Grandmothers loved it and grandchildren rarely picked it up to read. Curious as I am, I once took my granny’s (not the one who liked the mason’s song, the other one), I leafed through it and found there, towards the end, the hero of the novel sucking “greedily” the heroine’s breasts. The formula is always the same: a romantic girl goes to an unknown environment and meets an intrepid or taciturn man who surrenders to her charms. They get married and are happily ever after.
Do you have pornography? Has. And it lives up to the “graphy” of pornography, because it’s all written, without any image. It’s just about stoking the reader’s imagination. As far as I know, there is no blue collection in which the doormen are reading stories of gradual amorous conquests that, only towards the end, culminate in sex. Is any progressive going to say that men have an overwhelming urge to read racy stories suppressed by some kind of oppression? If true, I recommend creating the “Tonho” collection, to be sold to doormen who spend the day at the entrances and have time to read. In the Tonho Collection, the hero always conquers a difficult woman.
While no one takes the test, I give myself the right to point out that men are more excited by explicit images and women by imagination.
The end of newsstands
With the end of newsstands, where did female pornography go? Well, an obvious example is 50 Shades of Gray, which was called “mommy porn” and presented as great news for that. The virgin girl meets a taciturn and powerful guy who enjoys sadistic practices of submission, which include extreme jealousy and belted loins. In the end, they get married.
If memory serves, Jordan Peterson says, in one of those conferences based on children’s films, that the female archetype of the Hero is represented in Beauty and the Beast, in which the woman tames the beast. Whether it’s a Hero archetype, I don’t know. But it is difficult to deny that he is right in pointing out the generality of this ideal. And I won’t take any extravagant steps in claiming that there is, in the female world, a romantic fetish for taming a beast. This is all in the imagination, and has nothing to do with explicit photos. These photos are male stuff.
Of course, the very idea of a hero or achievement brings the possibility of failure. Failure can occur either because of the lack of wild beasts (what would Saint George do without a dragon?) or for not being able to tame the beast. Feminists have been saying at the top of their lungs that they want soft men, that masculinity is toxic, etc. Some men for some reason believe what they say, so they try to look or be a bunch of idiots and then go on the internet complaining that women only like bad guys.
Let’s continue our search a little longer. . Male pornography has famously migrated to the internet – like almost everything that was paper before. It will be logical that the female has migrated as well. Where do we find narratives about men who look like relentless dragons to be fought? In feminist blogs and profiles. In the texts, men are always abusive, implacable, endowed with a masculinity so intoxicating that it intoxicates the readers. They are very jealous and are always ready to slap you. The difference is at the end of the script, since Belle didn’t conquer the Beast.
What I gather is that, of the two, one: either these ladies are catching a tame guy fantasizing that they are beasts , or they even got into a predicament from which they came out defeated.
From the internet to the police
The reader will surely remember that story of “ wrongful rape” from The Intercept. In the end, there was neither rape (in the case of Mari Ferrer), nor the use of the term “wrongful rape”. Well then, the site had a journalist who was always talking about “my rapist”. It’s “my rapist” over there, “my rapist” over here. Decent human beings are often embarrassed to report the degrading situations they have been through.
The journalist took to Twitter to accuse a teacher of having raped her. As the matter became a matter for the police, she had the opportunity to recount the alleged rape in minute detail. At the same time that the Mari Ferrer case exploded, two women, a lawyer and a former feminist engaged in combating harassment, took the initiative to defend the men against false accusations. They created the profile Manas and Manos with this aim and also brought the details of the journalist’s case, which you can read here.
I summarize: he is married and has an affair with her. The case ends. Still, she invites him to see her new apartment. He understands this as an invitation to sex. She is slow to give strong indications that she doesn’t want sex, and when she does, the man runs away scared. I spare readers the painstaking descriptions she gave the sheriff. What I wanted to point out in this story is the way 50 Tons has the testimony in her version. It’s such a fragile thing to refuse, but being irresistible at the same time, and having before you a man capable of committing a crime in order to possess her. But she said “shoo” and he disappeared; returned to his wife. It remains to tell everyone on the internet that the man was a beast.
This story ended well, since the falsehood of the accusation was recognized by the Justice.
Repressed fantasies
The controversy of the moment is the self-censorship of Chico Buarque, who will no longer sing “Com sugar, with affection”, written at the request of the straight cis white man Nara Leão. The problem , of course, is the submissive role of the woman before the man. She makes her husband’s favorite candy to stop at home, but he just wants to know about bohemia.
My explanation for this is simple: repression of his own sexuality. In the same way that an ayatollah orders the female body to be covered, which excites them, feminists order anything that refers to female submission to be covered. Because it excites them.
Let’s go back to female fantasy. I haven’t read the pink collection, but I have a expert on the subject. Ladies and gentlemen, Paulo Polzonoff participated in the corruption of grandmas. He was a translator for the pink collection and guarantees: there is no slap, much less a belt on the loin. Heroines don’t have sex; make love. According to his experience, slap appears with Nora Roberts, who is later.
The Man of 50 Tones is a God help us. Who complained about the book? The practitioners of sadomasochism, who say that everything is wrong there, and the feminists, who have a problem with the artistic or fictional representation of female submission. In any case, it is surprising that a book with a guy as hideous as this one has enchanted the women of the 21st century.
Finally, the question remains: do today’s women fantasize more about submission, slap and even belted, or would grandmothers be ashamed to read such books? It is not within my power to prove anything, but I vote for the former. It makes sense that female empowerment, accompanied by campaigns against “toxic masculinity,” makes submission more attractive. It’s a new form of transgression.
Furthermore, years ago, a good friend who only dates a female chicken assured me that women like to be slapped. As it is not my case, I was incredulous and started to ask more men. In the university environment, everyone assured that yes, there is a high demand for slaps. One of the ones I heard from said he’s already stopped having sex because he refuses to slap her. This one had feminist trauma and knows that a consented slap can become a matter for the police station, depending on the girlfriend’s mood.
