What Women Really Want
and the Fad of Feminism

by Jason

Women don’t like to be dominated. Or do they? You would never get most of them to admit that it is in their natures to allow and enjoy the men in their lives to control them in any way. They refuse to let us. But we are going to take a look at what women really want.

The best look into the woman?s darkest and most instinctual fantasies is easy to find.

You can find it as quickly on a shelf of paperback books at Wal-Mart as you can in a little girl’s favorite fairytale. Just reading the title of many romances written for women by women will tell you something. If you are still not seeing it, look on the inside cover at the excerpt from the novel.

Keep in mind that the author of this book may have disguised her darker desires well or she may believe the pretensions set up for her by other women. In this case we must flip through the book, if we have time to kill we must read the whole story from cover to cover. Look for key words like “claimed,” “took,” “belonged to him,” and “possessed her,” among others. The fact that so many women in romances dislike their future partners at first, the fact that they are always bested and humiliated by the men they fall in love with later, and the fact that that during sex scenes men are always on top and calling the shots prove that women desire to be submissive to men even or especially in their fantasies. It has always been this way. Romances written before the resistance of instinct came into style in women’s popular writing make this even more obvious. If you do not understand how simple paperback romances show women to be naturally submissive, let me explain. If men wrote romances the public would see men as we see ourselves. The main character would be an everyman. The main characters in women’s romances are everywomen because they are as women see themselves or as they would like to see themselves, even if they do not realize it.

A year and a week ago when I was with a good female friend I caught a glimpse of a book that she was reading. It was called To Tame a Bride, by one Susan Fox. I thought, “What would a feminist like Lexie, my friend, think of a book like that?” It was then that I remembered whose book it was. She had not burned it, she had not drawn devil horns on the picture of the man on the cover or scratched out his face and she was not taking it to a woman’s book burning convention because she was spending the day saying her goodbyes to friends before leaving for college. She had not even bothered to blot out the title with a marker. I could not believe she was reading it, but she was, for there was a bookmarker in it. When she went to the ladies’ room later, I looked inside. There were no footnotes denoting brainwashed women or controlling males on the pages that she was finished with. There was not so much as an underlined passage of anti-feminist text. While we ate I asked her about it. She blushed and told me it was just some light reading to pass the time later while she waited for her ride home. She hid the book as if her desires were things to be ashamed of. I entertained thoughts of taming Lexie throughout our meal and I have wondered since whom it was she would have wanted to tame her. I am ashamed to say that I never took the initiative to show her that her fantasies were not wrong even if they were about someone other than me. I have not seen her once since that day but I have heard word of her.

No one has responded to her secret desires and tamed her yet for she keeps them very hidden. She still calls herself a feminist for it is the thing for intelligent women to do if they like to have friends of other women.

I was surfing a forum on a bondage website at my leisure one afternoon when I met a submissive I will call “Marie.” Marie loved to be dominated by men and she was a masochist. I will not go so far as to say all women are or should be masochists for I do not believe this is so, but Marie was a fine example of femininity that knows itself. Or so it seemed. When I brought to light the scandal caused by feminism, she became angry. She told me that she considered herself a feminist.

I asked her why she subjugated herself to men. It is the folly of feminism that says women should not submit to men. She spat out some doggerel about female pleasure, sexual revolution, and quoted a book that she said defined her feminism. What she was trying to say was that she would believe what she wanted and be what she wanted. She wanted me to believe that the opinion of other people meant nothing to her. She logged off and I never heard from her again. I believe that what she said to me was something she heard somewhere because it sounded scripted. I believe she was trained by feminists to say it but also to believe it. What Marie was really saying even if she failed to understand it was that she took a natural pleasure in being controlled and actually beaten by a man even though popular culture demanded that she be something that she was not in order to be taken seriously. She said that she would do and be what she wanted without permission from her friends but friends are what women need, especially from other women. This circumstance created the Marie that I met that afternoon. In her confusion she did not see that she is not what she wants when she calls herself feminist. I would like to think that she and other women like her are going to read this and understand their misdeeds but I am sure that Marie would become even angrier.

I wonder what would happen if all the Maries and Lexies and all the other women in the world who harbor secret desires removed their shrouds of feminism and revealed the true beauty of femininity within. I think others would follow. Only a few dykes would be left to call men sexist pigs and kick men in the balls for appearing dominant in nature, as if they could do anything about it. One day I believe it will happen. The feminist movement will fade from style and into the nothingness of history. It will be a thing to be remembered wisely as the holocaust is today, though I shudder to compare the two. Scholars shall say things like, “The feminist movement was not so horrific or far reaching as the holocaust by any means, nor was there so much bloodshed, but the principle of remembrance so that history will not repeat itself remains the same so I dare mention it in this context.” I know better than to hold my breath waiting for this to happen.

Women have grown stubborn, but are meant to be loved, meant to be punished, meant to be watched over like a flock of sheep, that are kept from the wolves and lions, our enemies.

Speaking of humans in the context of animals brings about another point that must be made. We must remember where we men and women come from. I beg the pardon of those who believe there is no such thing as evolution, (actually I do not ask and should not ask pardon from you of faith. I believe those of religion, however weak or strong their faith, are unwise to cling to the fantasy offered by their religions), but we are sprung from apes. Have you ever heard of a feminist ape? If there is such a thing, and there is not, I should like to be the first to hear about it. Again I will not hold my breath. In every species of mammal, not just our closest relatives, males are dominant. Take wolves, for example. The Alpha male is the head of the pack. The Alpha female comes to and stays in her position by having his children. Wolf packs function like human societies did before people, who are more capable than anything of disrupting nature, tried to change the natural way of things. Yes, I said tried. Men and women may deny their feelings and repress their desires but that does not mean that those things are gone from them. The increasing popularity of male domination and BDSM (whether you believe yourself to be a part of BDSM or not, it must be accepted that it is a movement of importance that is slowly re-integrating truth into our systems) are signs of a return to the right way of doing things. Yes, you read that right. The freaks who love to dominate women and the brainwashed women who love to be dominated by men are actually the normal crowd. I accept the existence of female domination and male submission as a side effect of an upside down society and have no fear that this will fade soon with the fad that popularized modern feminism. The sooner it does the sooner we real men can all stop holding our breath.