DEAR DR. NERDLOVE: Long (and I mean LONG, at least ten years) time reader, first-time asker here.�My problem has less to do with my lack of success in dating and romance, though I do have that. It’s more to do with my sexuality as a whole, and whether it’s ultimately holding me back, or even harmful.
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I’m a cishet white guy, almost 30, normal-looking, not impoverished but not rich either, and I have what you might describe as a sophomoric libido, which I find kind of embarrassing.
I’ve had two very brief relationships and a single one-night-stand where I couldn’t even get it up, and consequently I fantasize about being in exactly the opposite situation – having lots of sex with lots of conventionally-attractive young women.
I am very much aware that our entire culture has been oriented entirely towards people like me to the exclusion of anyone else for a very long time. But when I read a pulpy horror or fantasy novel by a male author and he starts describing a female character’s body in leery detail (the sort of thing you’d see on r/menwritingwomen), while I recognize it as being something that might make someone who isn’t a straight man uncomfortable, I cannot deny that I ENJOY reading passages like that, to the degree that I actively seek books of that sort out. The result is that I make myself feel ashamed and titillated at the same time on a pretty regular basis.
The same goes for sexualized designs for female characters in video games, heaving-corseted heroines in 70s exploitation movies, and so on. I LIKE seeing these objectified images, and it makes me feel bad, since I know that culture is deliberately trying to move past that sort of thing to make the media landscape more friendly to people who aren’t… well, me. So bad I worry that it might come across as off-putting should any potential future partners or platonic female friends find out about it.
I recently read bell hooks’s book “The Will to Change: Men, Masculinity, and Love” (not a flex, it made me feel bad and I didn’t enjoy the experience) and I couldn’t deny that I saw myself in her description of toxic masculine love/lust, and not at all in her vision of a more egalitarian romantic love between men and women.��Is it possible for me to reconcile the fact that I know women are basically the same as men when you get down to it, just people, and the objectifying fantasies I have about them? Do I need to retool my sexuality entirely in order to make myself datable, let alone the good person I want to be in general?
-The Male Gaze
DEAR THE MALE GAZE: OK MG, I say this as someone who has written a LOT about toxic masculinity, the objectification and sexualization of women and trying to be a grown-ass man in the 21st century: put the bell hooks down and back away slowly.
Seriously my dude, you sound a 4channer trying to write a Male Feminist letter for s--ts and giggles. You are overthinking and overanalyzing to the point of absurdity, looking inward so hard that you basically turned yourself into a human klein bottle.
Here’s the thing: fantasies are just that: fantasies. Getting turned on by stuff, even the stuff that feels like “fire-bad-tree-pretty” caveman level of sexuality is fine. If you love some breasty women boobily boobing down the stairs in your fiction, that’s nobody’s business but you and your Amazon wish list. If movies and stories about dames with fishnet-clad legs that go on forever and curves like a stretch of bad road are what get your motor humming, then by all means, down a couple slugs of cheap rotgut and see what that femme fatale has to say for herself. Because hey, what turns you on is what turns you on. Nobody is expecting you to get cranked up over someone lounging around in an outfit that emphasizes her doctorate in theoretical physics or who accessorized her lingerie with the Fields Medal while reading Proust aloud and that’s fine. Nobody’s grading you on what you jerk it to.
Unless that’s what you’re looking for, anyway. I understand there’re folks on OnlyFans who’ll do that for you.
I hate to break it to you, my dude, but this isn’t exactly a deep dark secret that you’re carrying around. Having a thing for 70s era Playboy spreads or dodgy pulps with titles like Lesbian Librarians In Heat isn’t really going to shock or horrify anyone, any more than admitting that you visit PornHub. It’s pretty bog standard, honestly. Some might think it’s a bit immature if that’s all you consume, but getting a thrill from stuff that doesn’t have the Straw Feminist Seal Of Approval isn’t going to get you much worse than a roll of the eyes from anyone.
And really, that’s only if you go out of your way to tell them.
Part of what I think you’re missing is that the issue with a lot of the media you’re talking about is that for a long time, it was the only thing out there. The objectification and sexualization of everyone was constant, the minimization of women to sex-object was everywhere and it was treated as right and good and if you had a problem with it, then you were a scold and a frigid funwrecker.
But as society recognized that hey, the way we’ve been acting is kinda f--ked up and making everything about this very narrow vision of compulsory heterosexuality was even more f--ked up and we’ve broadened our horizons. There’s more material out there that aims to cater to a wider array of gazes, tastes and desires – from the chaste to the depraved, from the buttoned up to the jaw-drop-wolf-whistle-lip-bite and points in between… for all genders and sexualities.
It’s not like the point of the Bechdel Test or the Mako Mori test or the Sexy Lamp Test are markers of whether media is acceptable or not; after all, “Baby Got Back” passes the Bechdel Test. The whole point of them – as well as a host of media criticism about the marketing and selling of sexuality and masculinity – is to ask people to think a little about the media they’re making and consuming and remember that women are people too.
It’s also worth remembering that women, like men and enbies, aren’t just people, they’re also pieces of meat who occasionally want to be objectified. Not all the time, not by default and not by everyone, but it has its time and place and person. And sometimes that objectification is going to be happening strictly between your ears during some private time, and what goes on there is nobody’s business but yours.
Now, I suspect that the embarrassment and shame is part of the pleasure of it all. Shame and arousal are close cousins and there’re few things quite as arousing as the taboo. Feeling like what you’re doing makes you a naughty naughty boy may give everything an extra bit of spice. But honestly, nobody you meet who isn’t a Victorian time-traveler is going to be surprised that you get a semi for boobs and butts. Some might judge you, but honestly, most of what you describe is kind of basic. You’re hardly reading The Story of O, spanking it to Salo or touching yourself to 100 Days of Sodom, here.
And the Victorians, I might point out, were kinky as s--t behind closed doors. Some of the books that were published during the height of memetic prudery would make you pop your monocle.
And hey, maybe it would do you some good to explore a little of what women read and watch to get turned on. The varieties of smut out there for women are wide and varied, and some of it is just f--kin’ weird. There’s a reason why monsterf--ker is a genre now. Fun fact: women tend to be more into tentacle porn than men.
The fact of the matter is that people fantasize, watch, read and masturbate to things that they would never do in real life, even things that would seem antithetical to their lived values. Because it’s not something they want to do in the real world, it just happens to be a thing that turns them on and gets them off. They just compartmentalize and recognize that fantasies are just that: fantasies. In phantasia veritas, except sometimes the truth is just “yeah, it makes me orgasm extra hard.”
Now the bigger question would be: the more objectifying stuff is what you jerk it to, but how are you treating the women in your life? Are you doing your best to be as equitable as possible and behaving as though the women you interact with as human beings? If you’re not acting as though women are sexual objects who are just there to be consumed, I think you’re going to be ok. Because, quite frankly, that’s going to mean a lot more to your friends and potential future partners than what’s in your spank-bank.
Feel free to keep on enjoying some Russ Meyer films. Just, y’know. Don’t make ‘em your whole personality.
Good luck.
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