An Incident in Man World, and a Treatise on Female “Insanity”

People keep asking me why I and other men think that women are insane. First things first. I am very familiar with psychology, psychiatry and the DSM. I have been studying this stuff for decades. The “crazy” way that most women act is generally not diagnosable in the DSM, therefore, of course it’s not mental illness in any way.

But it’s still crazy nonetheless. Why? Because if you act the way that women habitually do in Man World, you will get into verbal fights, get victimized, get ripped off, get into physical fights, get your ass kicked, end up in the hospital, or else you will die. On the lesser end, you will end up with a world full of male enemies, some of whom are either very dangerous or who have dangerous friends, and all sorts of events from lousy to problematic to Hellish will ensue as all of these men try to get back at you in various ways for all the shit that you are pulling.

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My car was making funny noises, which is a scary story right there. I pulled into my complex, turned off the car and opened the hood. Steam was coming from the engine. The car was 70% of the way overheated, running too hot. And making funny noises. Fluid, apparently water, was leaking. And the heater quit working. That’s all you need to know.

Anyway, I messed around in the dark under the hood a bit, walked back to my car and looked inside at a light that was burning. For some idiotic reason, I shut the door, locking it. With my keys inside! Keys to my apartment, keys to my car, keys to everything. I was screwed.

Now, I know grown ass women in their early 40′s who get into situations like this and go utterly ballistic. They get on the phone to their mothers and start screaming and yelling and frankly just completley fall apart. Well, in Man World, you just can’t do that. You can’t fall apart like that. If you do, bad things are going to happen to you. What bad things? It’s hard to say what, but your behavior will be seen as incredibly inappropriate and all sorts of bad shit will probably flow just from that right off. No matter how much you feel like losing it, you can’t. The risks are too great.

I found out that my Auto Club card was expired. I got on the phone to a friend, panicked, and told her to get me out of this mess. I told her to use her Auto Club card to come rescue me. She fiddled around a lot, insisted it could not be done, but I kept saying yes it could. Finally she called Auto Club and sent them to fix me up. She also bought me another years’ membership while she was at it.

As I was standing there waiting for Godot, two neighbors pulled up in a truck. These are very hardass Mexican guys, about 35-40, who look like criminals, or gang members, or former gang members, or like maybe they were in prison. Very hard and tough and look like they could kill you.

But you see, men have ESP. We have tremendous sense of intuition and we communicate nonverbally all the time. They stopped their car and said, “How are you, sir? How are you tonite?” These guys never talk to me, ever. Not for one second. Ok, what happened was these guys, using male ESP, figured out that something maybe was wrong and maybe I needed help. They were correct. I told them I locked my keys in and could they help me. They said sure they could.

The guys came back, and boy were they experts and breaking into cars! One guy leaned on the door handle while the other guy used the car antenna to work his way into the car. The car was a Taurus, and there is a specific way to break into Tauruses. These guys knew all about it! I stood there and watched.

Now, what is important here is my mind. I’m not sure what I think of these characters, but at that age, their crime days are probably over. They are usually settled down, married with kids, and have adopted a more law abiding lifestyle. Nevertheless, they are very hardass types.

I had to wash all feelings of hostility or dislike for them out of my head and just focus on their good parts. I pretended that I was a hardass Veterano street tough like them and moved my mind into that area.

I also put my mind into a mild fear place to show these guys that I was somewhat but not too afraid of them. If you are too afraid of them, they might victimize you. But if you are a bit afraid, they like it, because fear is the opposite of hostility. Fear shows submission and a desire to be nice, friendly, not attack and above all, it shows respect. Which is what these guys live and breathe.

I also got my mind into a very non-neurotic place, because you can’t act crazy around these guys. It looks unpredictable, and it makes them nervous. Of course I could not panic at all. I asked a few questions here and there: “Are you sure that won’t hurt the car?”

I made sure not to make any comments that could be seen as hostile or unfriendly in any possible universe. I obviously didn’t ask how they were so good at breaking into cars. That’s not a good question to ask!

At some point, I got keys from the manager, got into my place and found some car keys. I went back outside just as they were breaking into my car. They pointed inside, “It’s done.” They said. I nodded and said thank you.

Then they both moved to me, one on either side. One asked if I had a couple of bucks. I had a dollar and two twenties. They didn’t want the dollar. I thought twenty was too much. They didn’t have change.

One guy said twenty would be just fine. “A locksmith will cost you $15,” he said. Then he moved in closer to me, somewhat menacingly. What this means is that I give up the twenty. Ok? You just give it up. It’s worth it. Now, in the world of women, women might play a million weird games not to give up that bill, or something equivalent to that scenario, but in Man World, you just don’t. I gave up the twenty, and that was that. “A good deed for a good deed,” one said, and they walked quickly away. They more or less bullied that bill out of me, but it was a fair price.

When I hear about all the crazy shit that women pull day in and day out with men and other women, I shake my head.

This is the world we live in, Man World. It’s a very nasty, mean and ugly place, and the other men are very scary. It’s really a World of Terror. There are exquisite rules for behavior, speech and even thinking, as the other guys can even read your mind. If I tried to pull 1% of the shit in Man World that I see women pulling day in and day out, I would be in deep. I would be taking my life and my safety into my hands.

You don’t play games with other guys. You don’t fool around. You don’t act nutty, weird or unpredictable. You don’t lose it. You don’t act hostile in any way. You don’t act devious, conspire or use subterfuge. Everything is straight up, and you all show your hands. You follow all of the rules all of the time, or as best you can. You think about everything you do, say or even think, because frankly you could get your ass kicked or die at just about any moment. But that punishment is right and proper, because it is the only thing that keeps men acting good.

So when we say women are acting crazy, they are doing stuff that would end us up in a world of hurt in Man World. Stuff that could get our asses kicked or get us killed, or a million other bad things. At the very least, it’s called “acting crazy.” If you get a rep for “acting crazy,” other men will cut you out, avoid you, fire you, quit talking to you and stop doing business with you.

I will give you some examples of these “crazy” female behaviors in a later post.