What's with men and bloody wars, spiders and skulls, and the undead?
I've always wanted to believe that behavioural differences between men and women are strictly social as opposed to biological. Still, it strucks me as odd that there is such a huge difference in tastes of colors, hobbies, language, actions, etc. between genders. I am dissapointed to admit that I haven't met one guy who doesn't like one or all of the items listed in the first line. What is so fascinating about unpleasant things?
My first impression is that it's a ritual, or a tradition inherited from previous generations. The parents teach girls how to fear horrible things and teach boys how to enjoy them. Seeing it in writing makes it sound even less convincing. In order to provoke such amusement from guys for the ugly, there has had to be some real brain washing. Anyone who asks a seven year old (male or female) if he/she likes looking at a bloody courpse will recieve a no for an answer. In most cases, it will scare them.
Now, I don't want to generalize too much here. I do know there are girls that like these things, and boys that don't. I am very aware of the gaming communities of only females, who love the type of games in which you can blow someone else's head off. But why is this so blatantly uncommon?
Is is that men try too hard to impress chicks or each other, and unpleasant things do the trick? Is it that girls are too busy nowadays trying to prove themselves that they find no time for such chidish tastes? I, for one, simply don't get it. Unpleasant things are unpleasant, therefore, I don't like them. I'd rather have cute and funny. Not unpleasant. What's the big deal with big ugly monsters and muscle-y deadly fighters? Sounds like something a child would be surprised about, not a grown-up.
I do like big cool mosters though. I love the Eva's in Evangelion, and I simply loved to watch them fight. It was the fact that they were piloted by children what amused me, really, and that these kids had a really tough life. I liked to see them fight both in their work and in their personal lifes. They could have worked at a polyjuice brothel for all I cared. It was what they went through and how they reacted to it what really interested me.
Is caring about the characters a trait of females, or a trait of an educated mind? Are boys violent with their games, their online nicknames, their chatroom dialogues, their appearences and their language because they are immature? Is it cool to be dark and scary because people like me keep tryig to figure out why anyone would want to be like that? Or is it that boys will be boys and that's what they do?
Why have I spent half of my life repelling this manly men club where the nasty and rotten rule? But most embarrasingly, why have I spent the other half wishing I was part of it?