What the hell "harmony" is that supposed to be? The harmony of realizing being treated like an object for sale is infuriating? The harmony of knowing that if you would react with contempt towards anyone undermining your self-determination and treating you like an idiot child it would stand to reason it will get under someone else's skin just as bad? The harmony of being a man with his own purpose and not just a dick?
Okay let me ask you something. Say that despite yourself and all the hurdles that come with being a self-absorbed, infantile little wannabe tyrant that can only cheaply imitate complex human emotions beyond simple want you do somehow manage to get laid, even reproduce.
Then what?
Do you just lay down and die, now that you've finished the only thing you thought had meaning in your life? Do you just hover in a holding pattern forever while feeling empty, miserable, and paranoid every single second that the woman you care nothing about as anything but a warm hole to stick yourself into and can't imagine her caring for you as anything but a means to an end will find a better deal and walk off?
But why don't we go ahead and imagine this hypothetical woman is a mute, mentally disabled, willing slave that stays the same age forever. Someone who will never speak out of turn, never go against you even if you're about to bash her head in with a baseball bat.
What then? What exactly has she added to your life, this thing you do not have an interest in speaking to? Children you don't know how to raise? And what do you care for children anyway? They're another thing you will spend paranoid hours afraid they'll fall out of line and trying to control. Things you'd never allow to have their own life, just force them to act in a certain way in accordance with some stock idea of family you never really understood. And why? The best outcome you could hope for is that they end up like you, locked in an endless cycle of dissatisfaction and scrambling to hold onto some false notion of dominance. What fulfillment is there going to be in continuing to go through the motions if you're just going to drag other people along to do the same?
What is your life going to be once you think you've won? If you have no other reason to live than one thing that takes all of a couple tugs to accomplish what gives you the right to tell others what they should be doing with their lives when they have other ideas?
Evolutionary psychology is a shit attempt to explain why the world is supposed to work the way you catastrophically misinterpret it to rather than seeing anything for what it is. You don't understand anything beyond base wants and physical urge but see others living life to a pattern you think you're obligated to follow. An obligation you try to rationalize because you don't actually see anything in it you honestly want. And the more you try to rationalize it the more you trip over your own mental contortions. For example if women were biologically programmed to seek superior genes for reproduction, something you think there's a visual shorthand for which is completely preposterous, your absolute inability to find anyone without extensive coercive means would mean nature does not want you to breed yet you demand there be someone for you to use as a sex sleeve anyway in defiance of your own narrative. If there were an imprinted psychological urge for the things you think women want we wouldn't be here, because women would actually be doing what you insist is their evolutionary imperative rather than seeking self-determination like mature human being are driven to do. You don't seem to even understand that concept.
Edit: Passerby. Still trying to get the sign-in to work consistently for me. Friggin haunted laptop.
