I hate to admit it, but I get it. I used to hate women… when I was a teenager. I didn’t know any better. I didn’t threaten anyone, I didn’t commit acts of violence against women, but like most men raised in Patriarchy I totally felt male entitlement and felt loads of self-pity for myself and hatred for others.
But the Internet was my lifeline and kept me as sane as possible. And then I got married. Liberal feminism never made any sense to me, but finally I found out about radical feminism. In all things I kept my mind open to learning. And I shed the narrow understanding of human relations that came from my indoctrination and my hormones.
I grew up. MRAs don’t. They are still teenagers who refuse to join the real world. Their hatred is a juvenile reaction to the fact that reality cannot be fair. But because they look like adults, people treat them as if they had the maturity of adults, and they get the (unjustified) leeway that we give men engaged in sexual abuse and sexual assault.
Sex is not a biological necessity.