You raise a valid point, and the very one I figured you would. It is indeed a loaded sort of language, especially these days, to refer to women as “superior beings.” Around the wrong sort of women this would go right to their heads and they’d be all, “what, you’re just figuring that out?” And granted, not too many women in some circles would have the maturity to recognize and appreciate a natural fondness for and admiration of the female sex. A great many women have it in their heads that they know everything about how men think that they need to, according to their gender studies prof or the latest copy of Vogue, and aren’t the least bit interested in finding out how any man really sees them.

And a lot of people harp on and on about evolution-this and biology-that; it seems I have landed in a century where suddenly everyone with internet access is some hybrid of cultural anthropologist, evolutionary psychologist, statistician and political analyst. Such talk generally grates on me: saying men do this or women do that because of what some hunter-gatherers they know diddly-squat about allegedly did, and that this explains why women voted for Donald Trump (for only one of umpteen-squared examples), just comes off as lazy pseudo-intellectual copy-pastery of pop-culture narrative trends, and I mostly want nothing to do with such discussions.

I don’t know, or pretend to know, or frankly even want to know, all the whys and hows of the ways women and men interact. Those who claim to understand this most mysterious, paradoxical and vexing topic of the human experience, in my view are either lying or making it up as they go along to suit the audience of the moment, or both.

So I will simply rest my case by saying that yes, I think it is only natural for men and boys to want there to be things to admire, and not comprehend, about these strange creatures we share a species with, and that no, I don’t know why that is or actually give a rat’s ass, and that yes, it is disappointing, alienating and destructive when what males see females doing with their femaleness seems beneath them or worse still, hostile to maleness itself. A woman who willingly surrenders her dignity to make herself an object of a cause, surrenders her power in the bargain, probably never having recognized having it in the first place. And such a creature shakes the very foundations of the human community, mostly in my purview not in any good way, not for themselves nor anyone else.