Women dropped like flies last night in California. Behind the trigger was a 22 year old male who hated the female sex. To him, women were not fully human beings. To him, they were “beasts”, animals that did not clamor to worship him. They were not acting like the girls he saw in pornography, not like the girls he saw on the billboards, not how the world told him women should be. In a world where male sexual entitlement is sold alongside consumer goods, alongside war and white supremacy, alongside popular culture, it should not surprise us that a man who felt deprived of his God-given right to pussy felt like he needed to punish somebody. If he doesn’t get it, it’s not his fault. It’s hers. From his own words:
This mentality is deadly. It would be impossible to quantify the number of female bodies piled up on the alter of male sexual entitlement. An atrocity like the one last night in California is the truest definition of terrorism. This is the kind of violence that keeps the female sex in check. Schizophrenic demands: warned since birth about rape, getting knocked up, she must also face the demand that she is sexually desirable and available at all times. She must be attractive, nice to look at – not old, not fat. Fertile and warm. Her flesh is exposed, it is sold for money. Her virginity goes to the highest bidder. She thinks she is a full human being, but is treated as an object. She is told to monetize her hotness and also told to keep her knees closed. It is l’origine du monde that sets her apart. The harassment, the unwanted touching is her fault, the original sin of her birth. Constantly under attack, if she is on the wrong side of a bullet walking down the street on a warm California night, this is just another load she is told to bear. And no matter how well she bears it, it’s never enough to avoid violence.
Briefly glancing at the “customer reviews” posted at The Invisible Men Project shows us the type of male sexual entitlement that feminists are expected to underwrite nowadays. Somehow taking our exploitation into our own hands – if we happen to be high class pretty young things anyway – is supposedly empowering. There have been women from here to the beginning of the human species who thought to negotiate their position in society by harnessing their own sexual exploitation, but even Anne Boleyn has a story to tell you about that. At the end of the day, this mentality puts the onus once again back on women as being responsible for their own safety. It doesn’t matter if the women murdered at UC-Santa Barbara were extra careful at parties, never drank too much or too little, never showed too much skin but just enough, never asked for it but never made men feel uncomfortable by virtue of their rejection. It doesn’t matter at all, because at the end of the day they were murdered anyway. Male sexual entitlement caught up with them, and it didn’t matter who they were as people, just who they were to this monster: women.