Fruits Of Feminism: Sexbots And The Great Male Sexodus

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It is one of the most depressing things about being an American woman these days.  Looking around at the number of women friends who would make fabulous wives and mothers, whose intellect and wisdom is being used to placate and babysit people higher up on the food chain rather than raising children. It really is depressing.

Those of us who really wanted another path in life, who really did want to marry and have a family and have not for whatever reason, pretty much place the blame right where Milo Yiannopoulos does for what he calls the sexodus, or the exodus of men from even thinking about finding a nice girl and settling down: feminists who aren’t happy even when they are making everyone around them unhappy.

…men are simply checking out, giving up on women and retreating into porn and video games. I call it the “sexodus,” and its immediate victims aren’t men, but women, who are being consigned to singledom as men lose interest in them or are simply too exhausted or fearful of the social consequences of approaching girls romantically. The truth is, men get along okay without women, unlike women, who become shrieking, neurotic messes if they’re still single in their 30s.

HINT: Guys, look for the nicely groomed, not so perfect wallflowers in a skirt, no tats and showing not so much skin.  If we girls aren’t being provocative to attract attention, we probably aren’t going to go all neurotic even if we never find Mr. Okey-Dokee.

What prompted Milo’s lengthy and bleak diatribe that landed on Breitbart is the potential introduction of yet another way for men to be primally satisfied and avoid women at the same time:  The sexbot, a someday science fiction come to life new toy to add to the collection of porn, video games, fleshlights, long showers, etc., that slake male needs and makes immediate requirement for the fairer sex less urgent.

“Ladies, if you think guys are selfish, egotistical pricks now, just wait until they start showing up to dates basked in the afterglow of sex with their Jessica Alba robots,” writes the widely-read blog Château Heartiste. “It is going to take a lot more to win over a guy who is that sexually satisfied.”

Gee thanks.  The one tool we girls can successfully use to get men to behave like civilized adults is gone with the wind.  Sometime soon they can jack off with a pretty, quiet, flesh colored droid and not have to cuddle or talk afterwards.  Just like in a bad John Varley novel.

Now, there are those men who will never accept less than the real thing, and there are those who will try anything.  But really, this about this for a minute:

In the short term, sexbots will be good news for dudes. For one thing, with a robot, men know the orgasm will be fake, so it removes the performance anxiety of trying to make the grade. (Men know the robot orgasm doesn’t exist — unlike the female orgasm, whose existence is still insisted upon by some conspiracy theorists and biological extremists.) And Heartiste says that real women are going to get “looser and more willing to please” as men become “choosier and less willing to please.”

Or be more valuable for the realness we possess and for the challenge among the more competitive of men of knowing how to do the job right.  As for being looser…there is a meme image this writer likes to post that says, “I’m single.  You’re going to have to be friggin’ amazing to change that.”  No loosie goosie from this quarter.  Too much out there to catch.

At any rate, Milo does make one observation about the battle of the sexes in the United States that reflects the steamrolling feminism did to both women and men.

women have been getting steadily unhappier since the Second World War, when they first entered the workplace in large numbers. It sounds bizarre, but ever since the rise of feminism, every decade has seen another slump in female morale. Women now report themselves more generally depressed and more likely to think about suicide than at any time in history. (The vast majority of suicides are still men, by the way. Women talk about it endlessly, but rarely pull it off.)

The fight for women’s “equality” has always been absurd: why would a woman want to step down to the lower status of being equal with men? Why should women be badgered into choosing to work over having babies and being happy? Why are feminists lying to women that they can look however they want — fat, hairy armpits, piercings, blue hair — and still be content?

Women were told by feminists that they could “have it all” — the career, the husband, the kids and the book club. But it was a lie. What they’ve ended up with instead is a tiny apartment in an “up and coming” bit of town, friends they hate, a string of disastrous and emotionally unfulfilling past relationships and a cat.

Had the relations between the sexes been healthier today, there wouldn’t be much call for sexbots to get in the way. Women already had the upper hand, sexually. They had what men wanted. There’s a reason the Ashley Madison leak showed that the site was over 90 per cent male.

And that is the heart of the problem with feminists, and the sexual revolution culture: they have turned women into unhappy, unfulfilled sexual objects easily replaced with porn, flexlights, and sexbots.  No longer is the reason to choose a woman for a mate to continue on a familial line or to be a partner in life. No, we women have been reduced to something else entirely, and, no, it is not dignified.

Incidentally, when Milo says this about women, there are a lot of ladies who actually agree with him.  Female crap is still crap:

All that talk of the feminist sisterhood is a myth: ladies behave absolutely abominably to one another, socially and in the workplace.

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Cultural Limits
A resident of Flyover Country, Cultural Limits is a rare creature in American Conservatism - committed to not just small government, Christianity and traditional social roles, but non-profits and high arts and culture. Watching politics, observing human behavior and writing are all long-time interests. In her other life, CL writes romance novels under her nom de plume, Patricia Holden (@PatriciaHoldenAuthor on Facebook), and crochets like a mad woman (designs can be found on Facebook @BohemianFlairCrochet and on Pinterest on the Bohemian Flair Crochet board). In religion, CL is Catholic; in work, the jill of all trades when it comes to fundraising software manipulation and event planning; in play, a classically trained soprano and proud citizen of Cardinal Nation, although, during hockey season, Bleeds Blue. She lives in the Mid-Mississippi River Valley with family and two cute and charming tyrants...make that toy dogs.

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