Do not believe anything men say about anything. Fundamentally, the male is a selfish creature whose only sense of right and wrong is entirely informed by “what’s best for me”. At best, he will entertain himself with ideological musings, but will not apply these beliefs to himself if a beneficial opportunity arises that demands his non-compliance (most rape is opportunistic, for example). They have no principles, no sense of morality, just a set of gambits he employs in hopes of getting the most for the least effort. When they play at being arbiters of reasoning and morality, I can only roll my eyes. The sex who must be constantly and continuously instructed and corralled in an attempt to dissuade their rape children, to varying degrees of success, has no business standing on a podium to lecture anyone on what’s good and bad. They obviously lack the hardware required to possess an innate sense of decency, dignity, respect, and excellence. It’s like asking a robot to describe what it means to be human. They can spit out a rehearsed reply, and it may even be agreeable at first glance. But there is no foundation, no substance, no ground in reality, no through-line. Just a calculated output based on what he thinks he should believe, or rather, what he thinks you want to hear. Worse than a robot, who is entirely without motives, the male exercises an attempt to maximize his own benefit, often to the detriment of others. But I digress.
There’s no such thing as a man who believes in something for its own merit. Even if he were cognitively capable of such an abstraction, the benefits of doing so are preemptively trashed as soon as women are involved.
Failure to thrive is so endemic to the male mind, the discard process is mostly unconscious. Pruned, cerebral garbage, flushed down his spinal column to be shit out, and destined to wallow in the eternal sewer that is male potential. Any and all profound male thoughts serve only as heavy slag to fill the bottom of a septic tank, so that his sperm may one day spill over and escape.
If his “moral” argument is reasoned to lead to women’s further accessibility, it’s not “moral” at all, it’s a gambit. He sees a crack in the cement shit drum and scrambles towards the light by dumping more shit.
