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Women’s involvement in domestic work (e.g., cooking, cleaning) align with their mental level, offering them satisfaction.
Men, however, perceive such tasks as drudgery and create tools (e.g. dishwashers) to make their lives easier, imagining they aspire to the pursuits men value
Men falsely assume women are their equals in intellectual and emotional capacity.
This leads to misjudgments, as men interpret women’s actions through their own mental frameworks, which is erroneous
By adolescence, women "choose prostitution," planning a life dependent on a man’s labor in exchange for sexual access.
Intellectual development stop once women make this decision, though they may obtain degrees for enhancing their "market value" to men.
Women do not to use their intelligence because they do not need it for survival.
A physically attractive woman, even with minimal intelligence, can still be deemed socially acceptable.
Amerix
At birth, men and women have equal intellectual potential.
Women, however, deliberately let their intellectual capacities stagnate and atrophy, leading to mental torpor.
Life Choices:
Humans can choose between an animal existence (focused on physical well-being and reproduction) and a spiritual existence.
Women typically choose animal existence, prioritizing physical comfort, reproduction, and indulgence in such habits.
Ann and Jannet’s lives had changed. No more textbooks and campus routine. They were now swept into worlds of thrill and indulgence. Nights of laughter and late drinks became their norm.
Her mother had always warned her about life-altering mistakes. Yet here she was, staring at two pink lines.
Weeks passed, and Jannet kept the secret. Eventually, the weight was too much. She called James, hoping for reassurance.
Days later, we all met again. It was a double date at a lively joint. Music loud, lights dim, drinks flowing. Ann took her first sip of alcohol, face scrunching up. I laughed. “Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.”