Can we heal our divide in a rageful time?
The backlash to mass feminism is not surprising. Decades of cultural programming have assured us that men and women are interchangeable human units, and that any deviation from this norm results from stigma and oppression. But then the Internet threw a spanner in the works.
Despite (and maybe also partly because of) the transgender madness, it is becoming harder every day to convince ourselves that we’re fungible souls who simply landed in different categories of flesh puppet. Burly men parading in women’s fetish attire demanding civil rights in a baritone with a fist on the table—all this is just the crowning achievement of a much older lie. The reality is peeking through: men and women are different.
For anyone interested—and let’s be honest, few things are more interesting—the Internet lays bare the most flagrant dysfunctions of the opposite sex. After feminism went mainstream in the 2000s and permeated mass media with more or less legitimate critiques of men’s collective crimes, the last five years have seen the popularization of a backlash, with its own more or less accurate denunciations of female nature—the mainstreaming of the manosphere and its gradations toward nihilism, the red pill, and black pill, or incel, subcultures.
If you build an entire social ethos around one-dimensional tropes like the girlboss on the one hand, and dehumanizing caricatures of “toxic masculinity” on the other, you are going to end up with a funhouse mirror image of your own invented ogres. People will start to claim the overblown versions of themselves you have created, rather than go to war against their own natures, which is the only other option you have left open to them. Thou calledst me toxic before thou hadst a cause—but since I am toxic, beware my masculinity.