“for young ladies will look forward to being married, and will jostle each other in the race to the altar, and will avail themselves of all opportunities of displaying their attractions to the best advantage, down to the very end of time, as they have done from its beginning”
This passage occurs in Nicholas Nickleby shortly after two young women have cut each other to pieces verbally, hypergamously vying for the attention of the book’s namesake, a situationally high value son of a gentleman.
It wasn’t just Dickens that knew the true nature of women. Literary history is littered with warnings and admonishments as to their behaviour. It has been understood, and widely accepted for thousands of years.
How is it then that to even think such things, let alone speak them, is considered heresy for so many people today? How was feminism able to pull the carpet of truth out from under the collective feet of men, putting in its place a tattered old rug woven from lies?
Men let it happen. Collectively, we grew complacent, and failed to heed the warnings of the past. And now we’re faced with an uphill struggle to attempt to restore the social order of things back to balance. I’ve almost got to grudgingly admire feminism for how it has single-handedly repealed centuries of accepted wisdom in the matter of a few decades, imposing the feminine narrative on the Western world, to the point at which we find ourselves today.
There’s very little knowledge of humanity and its associated foibles that hasn’t been written about and known for a long time already. We ignore the wisdom of the past at our own peril.