State of Tuesday | WHAT WOMEN WANT

In another life, I was single and dating. During my late 20s there was a gap between when the Marine Corps ate my first marriage and when I finally realized my actual wife was a hometown Pennsylvania girl who always found a reason to hang around when I’d visit for holidays. WHAT WOMEN WANT Good morning, Fellow Callers, It’s a question that’s plagued men for thousands of years: Good lord, woman, what is it you actually want? Sometimes the response to this will be a jovial “everything!” followed by some lighthearted laughter. But the question became more serious this week during an altercation on a train. With that, I give you … WHAT WOMEN WANT In another life, I was single and dating. During my late 20s there was a gap between when the Marine Corps ate my first marriage and when I finally realized my actual wife was a hometown Pennsylvania girl who always found a reason to hang around when I’d visit for holidays. In that gap, I did some dating. One girl in particular lived in the artsy, hip side of Brooklyn. When she finally introduced me to her friend group, I felt like a traveling zoo exhibit. Her friends had a veritable rainbow of identities. Lesbians and gays of course, that goes without saying. Super thin dudes with hipster beards who carried around record players and a sack full of vinyl. Red suspenders. Bird tattoos. Ironic hair. I wouldn’t be shocked to see a beat up version of “Infinite Jest” on an end table. One woman majored in “French film” at NYU and insisted I wouldn’t be that interested because I “probably had never seen one.” (I had, but never mind.) I harbored no ill will, for what it’s worth. Politics aside, I’ve always been a natural talking to new and interesting people. The reason I tell this story is the moment I walked through the door – boots, jeans, black Hanes t-shirt, gas station sunglasses – the question was on everyone’s minds: Wow, um, why him? It was not a foreign feeling for me by the time it occurred. I’d been living in and around Manhattan and NYU for about four years. To say there was a dearth of traditional masculinity in certain circles would be understatement. In the 10 or so years since, though, that vacuum of masculinity – in academia, arts, communications, humanities, and lastly governance – went from eliciting mostly harmless or aloof curiosity to outright hostility. And still, at least anecdotally, you see various testimonials from self-identified very liberal women saying they can’t help but date “conservative” men, which I interpret to be a proxy for moderate politics and traditional masculinity. (Let’s be real, these women are not confessing to falling in love with the Pat Buchanans of the world.) This is certainly not a problem with the entirety of the female side of the species. In fact, it’s more than likely over-represented, considering the “very liberal” kind of women tend to be the ones who dominate media, Hollywood, academia and bureaucracy. An interesting thing happened this week that sparked this in my head. An NYC woman who appears to be an actress (and of course a waitress) posted about an interaction she’d had on the subway. (As anyone who has lived in the city knows, when crime gets bad above ground, it gets even worse underground.) [She said:]( “This man on the subway was repeatedly harassing a woman, being disgusting, invading her space, etc Tell me f*cking why me and the other women around tried to intervene and tell him off but all the young, fit guys around just stood silent and looked at the ground.” The post immediately went viral. It had several million views before she deleted it. She deleted it because two other things happened. One is Daniel Penny, the former Marine arrested for choking out a violent man who was harassing people on the subway, started jury selection. The other is that this same woman previously appeared to call for his [prosecution for “murder”]( at the time (in an also since-deleted tweet). These two emotional appeals – to be saved but to prosecute your saviors for murder – are, in a word, schizophrenic. For thousands of years it was men who drove women crazy, but now it’s the liberal left. As the Free Press’s Batya Ungar [laid out so beautifully]( “Liberal women want their men larping in camo, while voting for the party that shipped their jobs overseas to China. They want their men to be able to fix a car or at least dress like they know how to, while voting for the party that defunded vocational training. They want their men to dress like ranchers, but vote like podcasters. They want their men to vote against their own economic interests in support of the ‘future is female’ culture wars.” Their loss of men across the race spectrum, white, hispanic, black, has, according to Ungar, “exposed the inherent contradiction at the heart of Democrats’ base of college educated women.” “Between what women want and expect from men aesthetically or sexually, namely masculinity, competence, self reliance, assertiveness, and what they demand politically, submission.” It shows in Kamala’s two chosen avatars for masculinity. One, Tim Walz, is a man whose every excited gesture seems like an effeminate audition for a show tune, and the other, Doug Emhoff, who appears to be the cliche man who pantomimes all the liberal talking points only to then be wildly abusive behind closed doors. Neither of these guys appeal to traditional masculine men who are at once dominant and assertive, but also supportive and open to the women in their life. It also shows in her wildly tone-deaf ad campaigns supposedly targeted to men. In one, a black woman promptly ends a date because the man in front of her has not sworn absolute fealty to Kamala Harris. (In reality, that guy meets up with his bros for some cold ones immediately after with a story about dodging a bullet.) The other is a “girl dad” ad that features Emhoff and celebrities Ben Stiller and Andy Cohen (a wealthy, homosexual, single father who paid a surrogate to bear his children). In it, they discuss how much better and smarter their daughters are than men, and how voting for Kamala is a vote for their daughters’ future … which segues into discussing their dream of having their daughters end their bloodlines with abortion. That’s the Harris campaign’s [attempt]( to secure the male vote. There’s only so long absurdity like this can last, thankfully. Ultimately, I believe what women really want is the basics. They want a man, family, they want success and love and growth. Not all that different from men who in turn want women who want those things. Further, it’s a biological imperative no amount of inculcation can de-program. It’s why so many of them have [gone crazy]( as a result. My prognosis, dear reader, is that this is just a sickness (See: Mind Virus) from which they’ll all (mostly) recover, given time. Many of these women will marry men. They’ll have children. Their perspectives will progressively change. And the ones who don’t, the Ella Emhoffs of the world? Well, aborting your own bloodline comes at a cost. WHAT I’M READING: Super awkward: [Harris’s Town Hall Moderator Admits Questions Were ‘Predetermined’]( — Is anyone surprised? 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