Joe Bob: So if females are basically solipsistic, does this mean their natural tendency is to objectify men or see them as mere objects and not as subjects too?
The solipsism at the core of the Female Character is simply the human drive for self-love or self-centeredness that we all have. Solipsism is the female form of this variable and narcissism is the male form. I think I’d rather deal with a solipsistic female than a narcissitic male though.
In response to the question though, hmm, I’m not sure. They do love us though, I’ll give them that much. They attach to us like remoras and they call this love. This is the most important thing in a woman’s life and in the Female Character. Men can take love or leave it, but for the woman, love is nearly as important as air or water. A woman without love can survive but she is a shell of herself.
The solipsism of the female just means she is all wrapped up in herself. It’s associated with vanity in the sense of staring in front of the mirror for long periods of time, but on the other hand, they also often hate themselves. Look at all the selfies women take and put up on Facebook. Look at how many of them are vainglorious sorts of poses almost like a model or an actress. Women often make faces in these selfies too – sometimes funny faces, but they often display a variety of different emotions in these faces, so these are “emotional portraits” in a way.
This same vanity and vaingloriousness is seen in women’s utter obsession with appearances, particularly their own. They spend huge amounts of time making themselves up, doing their hair in this way or that, adorning themselves with jewelry and wearing all manner of outfits. This sort of obsession with personal appearance is absolutely an aspect of the Female Character.
Females decorate themselves elaborately in every society that has ever been studied. In a way, they are “painting themselves” – they serve as walking painted pictures or portraits and the often see themselves as actual paintings on a wall except that they are moving around and conscious.
They compare themselves obsessively to other women and take what seems to men a near-psychotic obsession for the personal appearance of other women, of which they are more often critical than complimentary – “That hair looks awful!…Why is she wearing that dress?!…Boy she really botched that plastic surgery job, didn’t she?…She’s really let herself fall to pieces – look at how fat she is!”
The obsession comparison with other, combined with commenting on their features in an often harshly critical way, seems to be a way of competing with female rivals. The rivals are for men’s attention because no other sort of rivalry exists in women.
Women compete over men and little else and their competition over men can be absolutely vicious. They specialize and often delight in stealing men away from other men, and frequently do not trust other women around their men because they understand that all women are man-thieves.
Hence if they think they have a prize man (Chad) a woman will become fiercely jealous and protective of him to the point where she doesn’t even want to hear about past women in his life as even some woman from 20 years ago is still somehow fighting her and trying to steal her man away from her. A lot of fighting between women and hatred of women for other women derives directly from this competition for men.
When was the last time you saw a woman point to a picture of a woman and point out how beautiful and perfect she looked? When a woman sees a beautiful woman in a photo, she often gets angry and sees her as a competitor who might better her.
How many times have you had a (young) woman show you a beautiful woman’s photograph and then ask you who is more beautiful, the woman in the picture or the one talking to you?
Don’t fall for it! She will always only be satisfied with being a 10 on a 1-10 scale as anything less than a 10 feels may as well be a 1 to her. There is no possibility of any other woman on Earth being more beautiful than she is and pointing this out is a supreme insult! How dare you say she looks better than I do! Tears or rage may result. There’s no such thing as “Well, you’re both beautiful but she’s a bit moreso is all.” Nope. It’s either win the gold or nothing.
Solipsism is not narcissism. The solipsist cares about other people and the narcissist does not. It’s just that the solipsist simply does not have the time and energy to think (or care much) about others because they are too busy doing the equivalent of staring in the mirror. It’s not that they don’t care about others. It’s more that they have no time or energy to think about it!
A lot of women’s focus is absolutely other-oriented and women often live their lives through others to the point of almost taking on their personalities. A teenage girl may strongly identify with her such that you wonder where the girl ends and the mother begins. And you better not talk shit about her Mom! She will never forgive you.
More traditional women attach themselves to the men they fall in love (in a near-remoralike manner as discussed above). They’re not parasitical as in a remora and their not sucking energy out of the man, although he may feel that she is due to the strength of her attachment. I’ve called girlfriends “Klingons” and “remoras” before.
This hurts their feelings a lot, but if you have a woman like this, you’re in love. She has literally attached herself to you. You’re Chad or you’re Alpha or you’re her dream man in any case and you are experiencing something that many men may never experience.
This often results in “stand by your man” behavior, which is absolutely a core characteristic of the female character, not a patriarchal perversion as feminists insist. Call yourself lucky if you have a stand by your man woman. Rest assured that she adores you. Cherish that moment. It may not come again for some time, as in years.
This also results in “living her life through you” or being “the woman behind the man,” as the traditional woman wishes to be.
A traditional woman will get you up in the morning, fix you up in front of the mirror, direct you to the closet to pick out your clothes for you and maybe even try them on you. She will gladly fix your breakfast and it’s for you, not her.
When you come home, she will sit, fascinated, as you tell her about your day at work. If you talk to her about your work at all, she stops all other functions and listens raptly as if her life depended on it. She will even research your work interests even if she has no understanding of them. That doesn’t matter at all. It will just leave her in awe. Not only does she have Chad, but Chad’s a goddamned genius to boot.