It always struck me that men actually might benefit from the “bumbling idiot” stereotype. In very many of the dysfunctional heterosexual relationships I’ve observed, men basically only work then come home and do nothing, and women do a majority of the actual work and men use this learned or feigned helplessness to get women to do everything for them. They’re socialized this way, I think. I married this very equality talking, sensitive, feminist-ally, politically correct kind of man and yet the day we got back from our honeymoon, my ex husband suddenly became an infant who no longer knew how to operate an iron, pack a grocery bag, balance the budget, take a pee without splattering the entire bathroom, flush the toilet, cook his own meals, return phone calls, put his own dishes in the sink before they turned moldy, or even drop letters off at the post office.

The bumbling idiot stereotype doesn’t hurt men. Men are not being denied jobs or health care or legal rights because of being seen as bumbling idiots. They benefit from the stereotype because it means that women do everything.

…we can debunk once and for all the myth that sexual desire makes friendship impossible. The traditional reasoning is that male-female platonic relationships only work when neither friend is ever attracted to the other. Given how fluid and surprising desire can be, those friendships where lust never appears for even an instant are going to be relatively rare. But this reasoning overstates the power of sexual attraction to drown out everything else. As this new study makes clear, it’s not that women are never attracted to their male buddies. It’s that women are probably better acculturated to put lust aside for the sake of a friendship.

Pet Peeve #1: Women who find it necessary to forsake all their other traits of beauty and attribute, and take bathroom/bedroom/hallway pictures of their asses(and backs, because I mean what else is there to look at?) facing the camera.
Of course, I know there’s a medium, a population of men(women?) who unzip or fap to these sort of images, but all I see is thigh-rubbing, booty-down-to-your-ankles-by-the-age-35 harbingers.

There are more redeeming values, more attractive values than a big ass. Hell, that shit gets played out after a few months, and then you have to “talk to the ass”. Trust me. I know. I use to be the Sherlock Holmes of “big booties, doonks, and rumps”. But I’ve traded in my hat and pipe for valuing a woman for more than her glaring “ass + mirror + iPhone attempts at finding self-worth”: her entire palette.

I know some men judge a woman by the curvature of her ass first, all others attributes a chasing second, but how about instead valuing her eyes, her smile, her face, how she respects her parent(s); how articulate she is, her self-respect, and how she’s the first to want to go play football outside or go for an ice cream run at 10pm.

A big butt you show off, but fades over time(replaced by the next Deelishus to walk off the stripper’s runway).
A beautiful woman you appreciate, and her’s is everlasting.