Men are the Romantic Sex?
It’s a meme these days that men are the romantic sex and women are the practical one.
Like many claims about men and women, it seems true and not true.
I see guys have romantic ideas and am romantic myself in a lot of more-or-less masculine ways whereas their women and my wife are practical about them.
“Well, yes dear, I do think a custom, wearable suit of armor embossed with the family arms you just created would be nice. But the dishwasher needs replaced and we don’t have anyone to polish the suit…”
And vice versa.
And in my own life, we are sometimes romantic-practical or practical-romantic in other areas that don’t line up exactly masculine or feminine.
Sorting it out becomes more difficult because there is often not a lot of daylight between “[Men/women] are romantic while [Women/men] are practical” and “I, a [man/woman] want to be romantic about a specific [woman/man,] but [she/he] is practical about me.”
I don’t claim it is specifically by divine design, but a clever solution to the problem of having unity with someone different from yourself is having some areas where they are different from you in the ways that you are different from them in other areas. That way you are both different from them–you have something to unite–but you understand how you are different and where they are coming from–uniting is possible.
Where is Poet Head when we need him?
Filed under: We transcend your bourgeois categories | Tags: gospel of victory
Zen
September 24, 2025
This is an underappreciated aspect of heterosexual bonding – you are forced to both understand and love someone radically different from yourself, who thinks in ways that to you, are just bizarre. The synergy that can develop is powerful and divine. Men and women both have real strengths and only marriage puts them into their highest synergy.
In a very real sense, same sex marriages are easy mode, because they bypass this difficult, but important step. Two men (or women) understand each other more easily than a man and a woman.
It has been said, often with humor, that if it wasn’t for sex, men and women wouldn’t have anything to do with each other. There is some truth here. So it is fascinating and horrifying to see a sex obsessed society with men and women increasingly at odds. Often I wonder if such intersex animosity is even more immoral than sexual debauchery. All the sin and consequence and none of the fun, as Chesterton might put it. (“If I were a heathen…”)
Postscript – on second thought, I should not be so wishy-washy. Intersex animosity IS more immoral than sexual debauchery. Not that there are not problems with either sex, but animosity and enmity are the natural endpoints of unrestrained debauchery. I would rather see people sleeping around, than to just hate each other. This is NOT to suggest I think sleeping around is good. It is just not quite as bad as hatred. Am I too severe?
E.C.
September 25, 2025
. . . And now I’m just thinking of the coat of arms my brother and his wife jointly crafted, which he CNC’d onto a sheet of metal to hang on their wall, which I believe says, in Latin, ‘Always Faithful, Always Curious, Always Hungry’.
He would totally, 100% create his own wearable suit of armor . . . because his stated goal for his schooling was that he wants to know how to make his own Iron Man suit, complete with Jarvis.