Saturday, March 11, 2006
My theory on Male / Female relationships & Climate
With International Woman's Day just a few days behind us, and the energy in the air that our enlightened friends in the fairer sex are applying to the rising threat against their bodies; thoughts of gender be on my mind. Why do some societies seem to have such smooth relationships with their women, and others such rigid, forcefully controlling models?
Many liberals take the point of view that, thanks to the powerful effects of our stupendous ideology, western society has evolved into something superior. An improved lot for women and a better level of interaction with them are some of the many blessings that liberalism has bestowed upon our culture. Africa or the Middle East, still in the grips of religious fundamentalism and the sort of fascism that dictatorships cull, has fallen behind us. Their women suffer for it.
These liberals could not be more wrong. Interaction between males and females has nothing to do with the ideology of the culture. It has to do with climate.
In the northern climes, it is pretty damn cold. When the frigid winds cut down to the bone, and your hands have had no feeling for hours as you work outside - at night you cuddle with your woman. This is not a matter of emotional choice, it is a matter of simple survival. The female body generates a lot of heat. Beautiful, warm, life giving heat.
Yet this body heat has another human being inside of it. Pressed up against each other, one accomidates, shares secrets, teases and appreciates. The simple build up of neuro-chemicals and strengthening of associations that we call emotional bonding (or love) goes on all night when a pair share a coccon of warmth.
This bonding mellows the masculine like a few years in oak does for whisky. It doesn't affect potency, just makes it more palatable.
In the hotter regions, a couple's nocternal postering could not be more different. Hot and sticky, the last thing an individual would want to do is lay next to another overheated mammel. A distance is sought between sleep partners, sometimes even sleeping in seperate rooms or beds. Even after sex, another powerful bonding situation, the partners in a hot clime are going to want to seperate bodies quickly. This is more condusive to personal introspection than to interpersonal bonding.
This necessary seperation at night leads to the creation of artificial rules of seperation in the society. Religions, as they are inclined to do, are filled with individuals who find it in their best interests to reinforce these artificial rules as a means of increasing their own position as an authority. Seperation and artificial rules make women into things.
So now Matisyahu won't stage dive or sign autographs for female fans, because his religon came out of a region where it was just too damn hot to cuddle.
So in the end Minnesota remains the greatest place in the world to live. We have some long cold winters where cuddling and preserving body heat is often the only goal you can have. We also have some hot, humid summers where one's own individual consciousness can simmer. We enjoy the kind of bonding that only an elbow in face at 2 A.M. can truly express, yet there is that brief summer of joyous color and reinforced individualism. We don't cuddle too much, that would make us wussy. As in so many things, it is within the cycle that we find insight.
I just had a songbird steal my attention. A single red cardinal in a tree full of browns. I'm not so sure what his little song was about, but I'd guess he's rapping, 'Awh, yeah, babys' you all know you want what Big Red's got going on over here! I got what you need! The scarlet train of pleasure is fueled and ready, get on over here and take a ride! Awh, yeah! Awh, yeah!'
Many liberals take the point of view that, thanks to the powerful effects of our stupendous ideology, western society has evolved into something superior. An improved lot for women and a better level of interaction with them are some of the many blessings that liberalism has bestowed upon our culture. Africa or the Middle East, still in the grips of religious fundamentalism and the sort of fascism that dictatorships cull, has fallen behind us. Their women suffer for it.
These liberals could not be more wrong. Interaction between males and females has nothing to do with the ideology of the culture. It has to do with climate.
In the northern climes, it is pretty damn cold. When the frigid winds cut down to the bone, and your hands have had no feeling for hours as you work outside - at night you cuddle with your woman. This is not a matter of emotional choice, it is a matter of simple survival. The female body generates a lot of heat. Beautiful, warm, life giving heat.
Yet this body heat has another human being inside of it. Pressed up against each other, one accomidates, shares secrets, teases and appreciates. The simple build up of neuro-chemicals and strengthening of associations that we call emotional bonding (or love) goes on all night when a pair share a coccon of warmth.
This bonding mellows the masculine like a few years in oak does for whisky. It doesn't affect potency, just makes it more palatable.
In the hotter regions, a couple's nocternal postering could not be more different. Hot and sticky, the last thing an individual would want to do is lay next to another overheated mammel. A distance is sought between sleep partners, sometimes even sleeping in seperate rooms or beds. Even after sex, another powerful bonding situation, the partners in a hot clime are going to want to seperate bodies quickly. This is more condusive to personal introspection than to interpersonal bonding.
This necessary seperation at night leads to the creation of artificial rules of seperation in the society. Religions, as they are inclined to do, are filled with individuals who find it in their best interests to reinforce these artificial rules as a means of increasing their own position as an authority. Seperation and artificial rules make women into things.
So now Matisyahu won't stage dive or sign autographs for female fans, because his religon came out of a region where it was just too damn hot to cuddle.
So in the end Minnesota remains the greatest place in the world to live. We have some long cold winters where cuddling and preserving body heat is often the only goal you can have. We also have some hot, humid summers where one's own individual consciousness can simmer. We enjoy the kind of bonding that only an elbow in face at 2 A.M. can truly express, yet there is that brief summer of joyous color and reinforced individualism. We don't cuddle too much, that would make us wussy. As in so many things, it is within the cycle that we find insight.
I just had a songbird steal my attention. A single red cardinal in a tree full of browns. I'm not so sure what his little song was about, but I'd guess he's rapping, 'Awh, yeah, babys' you all know you want what Big Red's got going on over here! I got what you need! The scarlet train of pleasure is fueled and ready, get on over here and take a ride! Awh, yeah! Awh, yeah!'
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wow..even with your loving tribute to minn. I will find it hard to drag my ass away from my little abode in west, by gawd, texas..with my yard full of red birds, blue jays, doves, mockingbirds,and assorted browns...today the temp. was 84 degrees, there are wild flowers starting to bloom on the sides of the highway, and there is a bbq cookout contest next weekend...my asshole cat rocky will snuggle with me when it appeals to him and my nestling up to a naked hairy body days are long gone..but I will always have love in my heart for minn. because I always liked the vikings..as I traced my ancestors back through several countries and found out we had been kicked out of all of htem and were orginally VIKINGS... so what can I say..we are kinfolk..seperated by parts of greater america...
watch out for babs..she is ruler of the roaches..
watch out for babs..she is ruler of the roaches..
yup, them's some mean sumsabitches too..we also have redneck, right wing religious republicans...i avoid both at all cost.
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