Whether she's the live-at-home daughter of a pig farmer, a cashier at the Kwik-E-Mart, or an underwear model, most beautiful women discovered power at an early age, power in the form of sexual attractiveness, and power in the rather sad but overwhelming desire men have for their approval.
Put these two factors together, and a beautiful woman is, to most men, the most intimidating creature in the world; sort of like Freddie Krueger--same sculpted nails but with an awesome rack and a hellacious ass.
You get the sexual flip side to this when women are in the presence of a rich, powerful man. Suddenly, they're put in the same psychosexual tight wire act that men face when they're interacting with a beautiful woman.
Sure, put an ordinary woman in a room with Donald Trump and suddenly she knows how most men feel in her presence, only instead of the Donald merely firing her, men face the considerably more bleak prospect of not getting any primo ass.
Of course, if you pit a beautiful woman against a powerful man, then the power grab is nullified and they'll hook up and their spawn will wreck the remake of The Karate Kid.
For me, the intimidation comes not from the inherent power of beautiful women, but the fear of losing out on something wonderful. The nervousness I feel when I only get a few moments to lure a wünder babe into my man lair is like the nervousness a bass fisherman might feel when he's trying to land a record-setting fish, only instead of fearing you might not get your pic on the cover of Bass Master magazine, you might not get to stick your penis inside a world class hoo-hah and slide it back and forth, which, if successful, could possibly earn you the cover of Ass Master magazine.
I supposed the only way to combat this nervousness and the associated high cortisol is to, whenever in the presence of a beautiful woman, remind yourself of your inestimable talents and your self-worth. Most women can sense confidence and they're attracted to it. You have to admit, it sure beats splattering her suede pumps with urine from your nervous bladder.
If, on the other hand you don't have any talents or self-worth, you might possibly adopt a c'est la vie attitude and realize there's no reason to be nervous because there are plenty of other fish in the oil-coated sea that are already plenty drunk enough to overlook your multiple shortcomings.
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