Asexual Men and the Creeps Who Live on Campus

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Do men realize how pathetic they have become as they endlessly
pursue cheap substitutes for a lost sense of erotic excitement?

By Rabbi Shmuley Boteach



The nation has been riveted by the story of the alleged rape of
an African-American woman who worked part time as an exotic dancer by
members of the Duke University lacrosse team. But the case, which has so
shocked American sensibilities, barely raised an eyebrow with me.


Because no one knows what really happened that night, anything I
write below is purely speculative. But what is certain is that a bunch of
drunken college boys at an elite university hired an exotic dancer as a way
of entertaining themselves. And I am, unfortunately, used to scenes like
that with male students. You see, I served for 11 years as rabbi at another
elite university, Oxford, and witnessed firsthand the growing misogyny that
has become a central staple of university life.

Even when I read the e-mail the police released that was sent
out at 1:58 a.m., directly after the alleged rape by one of the players on
the team, and which read, "To whom it may concern, tomorrow night, after
tonights show, ive decided to have some strippers over to edens 2c. all are
welcome. I plan on killing the bitches as soon as they walk in and proceding
to cut their skin off while [ejaculating] in my duke issue spandex.," my
reaction was one of resignation and recognition. University men in the
Western world view going to college as an opportunity for the fulfillment of
their unbridled lust. And, sadly, it is these ostensibly exalted educational
institutions that one finds the greatest contempt for women. Saddest of all,
unless these activities lead to some terrible tragedy, like rape, nobody
cares.

At Oxford during the rowing "Eights Week" that took place every
June, I used to listen in astonishment as the male students chanted:

"A-bor-tion, A-bor-tion.
Lay that lady on her back. Pull that baby from her crack.
A-bor-tion, A-bor-tion.."

Then there were the "panty-raiders" at Eight's Week, the male
students who would steal women's underwear and hoist them up the boat house
flag pole.

It is time for the Western world to accept the sad truth that
universities are becoming bastions of female-hating lechers who spend four
years trying to bed as many women as possible, while making the word "bitch"
one of the most used in their vocabularies. Tom Wolfe's newest novel, I Am
Charlotte Simmons, chronicles the unbelievable scorn for women that
permeates the American campus, and depicts how women have lost all dignity,
becoming complicit in their own degradation, as they stop at nothing to
become the male plaything.

The greatest cultural story since the 1960's is the decline and
fall of the Western male, and how women have accommodated that fall by
allowing themselves to be treated like garbage by men. It's now 40 years
since the second wave of feminism, and yet to be a guy today is to have your
pick of hundreds of women who will sleep with you and expect not only no
commitment, but not even courteous treatment. You can burp in their
presence, break wind, and they will still go to bed with you. To be a guy is
to have women move into your apartment and cook and clean for you, even as
you endlessly push off the question of marriage, which you have no intention
of addressing anyway.

Once, when I lectured at Yale, a female student perfectly
identified for me how it is a man's world and how it all begins at
university: "When it comes to love and relationships the men here sit and
pick us out, like a man sifting through a jar of jellybeans for the colors
and tastes that he likes, leaving behind all the ones that don't appeal to
his taste buds at the moment."





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