All Because A Man Was Standing Shirtless

The freedom, this untasted freedom that a man feels walking shirtless down Castro St at 9am on a Monday. Standing at the crosswalk in all this glory, unbothered. Not a care in the world so it seems. One thing I know for sure that is not on this man's mind is, "Why did I decide to go shirtless today?" The mere acknowledgement of said man's shirtlessness isn't really in anyone's mind when seeing him walking down the street. Not for more than a moment at least.

Pause, before you begin to mistake this process of me developing and presenting my thoughts to you for me coming for this man’s comfortability in his own body. I can assure you that is not the case, but exactly the point. This man should feel comfortable in his body. So comfortable that he does not fear anything related to his exposed chest, except for the rude awakening that he should have worn his shirt cause its fucking cold at 9am, but that’s besides the point. The point is, why can’t a woman do that? Why can’t a woman walk down Castro street at 9am shirtless? And before you annoy me with the boring and wasted “well she can if she wanted to” argument, please save it. Or don’t, but clearly you are not my intended audience if that is what you are thinking thus far.

Allow me to elaborate. The seemingly obvious answer is because women have boobs, but what is it about boobs? These fat deposits that sit on our pex. These sacs of fat that hold milk ducts to later be sucked out of us dry by our infants. Is that where the sex appeal comes from? Does that really do it for you guys? Don’t answer that.

You know what I think it is about the woman's body. What it is about these sacs of fat on our chest that are just so irresistible we have to cover them up. What is so sexy and irresistible about that, is that those sacs of fat can be dominated. That is what is sexy about a woman’s body, that it can be owned. It can be conquered, it can be chased. It can be left to the fantasies of a man, whether women want it to or not. 

Don’t believe me? Well if you can think of some other reason why a woman must adhere to a certain set of societal rules, rules might I add that are completely dependent on that societies’ view of that individual’s gender and not on the actual individual, please do tell me. For the better of both of us, disregard the condescending tone in which you most likely read that sentence. While I do admit I can’t help refrain myself from such a tone, I do genuinely want to hear other reasons as to why a woman cannot walk down Castro street shirtless at 9am. I ask for reasons that have nothing to do with her gender or the sacs of fat on her chest that may or not be there because lets face it, a 10 year old girl could not walk down Castro street shirtless either. Such reasons would just prove my point and I want to be challenged with something meaningful. 

Back to my point of female domination being the root of sex appeal for most men. By presenting to you the dangerousness that comes with the inner workings of a man’s sexual desires, I am in no way refuting the existence of female predators. Who too share the same twisted thoughts when engaged in the process of sexualizing something. Female predators exist you guys, and this should put it into perspective for you. Despite their existence, female predators do not pose enough of a threat to men. Please refrain from getting that confused with the idea that female predators do not pose a threat at all, because while that is far from the case, it is far from relevancy to my point.

What is funny about all of this is this average Joe, just standing at a crosswalk shirtless at 9am. He probably never thought about the conversation his act of bodily autonomy sparked in my mind, demanding to be conversed. Which brings me to my next and final point that I hope will bring some rigorous and opinionated conversation…

Men don’t think about anyone but themselves…why? Because they don’t have to. If they had to, it would be a test of their character if they would.

Take this stance as foreshadowing to a later thought I plan to develop and engage with, with the help of those who comment their own ideas. It is a stance that is rooted in my response after reading the book "What Men Don't Want Women to Know" Read the book, but ladies especially, prepare yourself to read the book. I will call my response, "What Women Want Men To Wake The Fuck Up To" :)

I hope this sparked some words in your mind, please share them below.

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 This blog is intended to be a space for all of us, not just me. It is not intended to be a place of my thoughts and my thoughts only. While you will see I have a whole lot to say, I know the reader does too. I want to hear it, and I want others to hear it. That is the sole purpose of this blog. A place for ideas to be shared, collected, and further pondered. I encourage the reader to comment directly on each post that resonates with them. As little or as much as they want to share.

 This is where our ideas can come to wander. To be developed and criticized. To be challenged and to be refined. Please do not confuse this space as an arena for fact wars. While I encourage all of us to be practical when it comes to the information we share, I find critical thinking to be the most stimulating and productive form of coming to conclusions.

 Remember, this is a place for brain wandering. Think of it as a diary... or a journal I should say. I don't want to scare off any men who are attempting to release themselves of the emasculating power simple words seem to have over them. I do also hope that sentence didn't scare them off either, however it also serves as a clear indication of who my respected audience is and where my sense of humor lies. And no, that humorous sentence does not make me a man hater despite what the plethora of men who were offended by that sentence will say.  ANYWAYS, what I am trying to say is that the points of conversation here are endless, but at times will be ruthless. Stripped down to their barest form for sake of exciting, vigorous, and compelling conversation. Conversation starters will most definitely range from something seemingly meaningless like a random YouTube video I stumbled upon, to an organized Socratic discussion about the current events going on like in Haiti, Palestine, Sudan, and many other places. 

Above all else these ideas and topics are to be conversed about respectfully. These conversations I intend for us to have will be genuine and they will be meaningful. This is a space for dialogue. A safe space for the thoughts of all of us. No judgments allowed. No wrong questions. No wrong answers. Humor and sarcasm greatly appreciated :)

Now while I highly encourage opposing opinions to engage with one another, my patience is small when it comes to racism, sexism, homophobia, etc. I will happily and quickly remove one's access from engaging in discussions and sharing ideas if they show any signs of hateful speech. With that being said, I can assure to the people that are here for the right reasons, I intend to maintain this platform as a safe space. A safe space for us to talk, so that hopefully one day we can build a better place than the shithole we are currently in.

PS; There will be a YouTube link at the bottom of each blog post. Play it in the background. Before you read or after, but definitely while you reply, or don't however I think it would greatly enhance one's experience, do what you will. In this space we will create together, I will go by C. Selena Nerina. It is significant to me and me only, no need for outside minds, but I intend to be referred to and thought about as such in regards to this blog. If you would like to be referred to as something else as it pertains to this blog, sign your reply with what you want to be thought of. 

Happy Thinking❤

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