Instinct vs Hypocrisy

The sun is shining, the city is alive. A girl walks by – neckline down to her belly button, shorts like a bra strap, leggings pulled so deep into her butt that the fabric is literally sucked between her cheeks. Everything clings, everything sparkles, everything screams: Look at me.

But God forbid you look. If your gaze lingers for a fraction of a second too long. If your eyes reveal that you’re a man. Then you’re a jerk. A sexist. A pervert.

Now the contrast – the same girl posts an even more revealing photo on Instagram. Filter, pose, tits facing the camera, comments: 🔥🔥 OMG queen, You’re so beautiful, Body goals – and suddenly that’s not gross. That’s empowerment. That’s “art”.

So let’s decide – when is a woman’s body supposed to be invisible, and when admired? Because it seems like you can look, but only through a screen.

Same thing at the gym. The girl is wrapped in a set that looks like second skin. She records herself, shakes her ass at the camera, does five sets of squats with the perfect angle on her butt. But if someone accidentally walks into her frame – drama. A dirty look. A smear post on TikTok. And sometimes even a comment: “This is harassment!”

What’s more, often after such an “incident,” the girl posts a video or screenshot on her social media, describing how “horrible it felt,” that someone stared, that she was “objectified,” that she “had the right to comfort and privacy, even in that outfit.” And then the avalanche begins – her swarm of admirers charges in to destroy anyone who dared to look in a way the Internet doesn’t approve of.

A public gym becomes her private photo set, and the rest of the people are supposed to disappear, not breathe, not look.

Sorry, but that’s not how it works.

A man looks because that’s how he’s wired. He looked 100,000 years ago, before the word “sexism” existed. Because sight is his biological radar. He sees hips – thinks: fertility. He sees a waist – thinks: health. He sees skin, movement, scent – thinks: woman. That’s not “patriarchy.” That’s evolution.

And today? A man is supposed to shut down. Pretend he doesn’t see. Cage his instinct because someone decided that equality means ignoring biological differences.

It’s like telling a fish to walk on land and breathe air because someone got tired of gills.

Looking is not a crime. Desire is not a felony. A reaction to a stimulus doesn’t make you a rapist. Crude remarks, touching, crossing boundaries – that’s a whole different story. But a glance?

A glance is not rape.

Today’s world turns a man into a monster because he dared to react like a male. And at the same time turns a woman into a victim – even if she put herself on the pedestal.

We don’t want hypocrisy. We want logic.

If you don’t want to be looked at – don’t dress like you’re on display.
If you want to be a star – expect an audience.
And if you’re really fighting for freedom – start by accepting that biology doesn’t care about political correctness.

Don’t ask a man to kill what’s natural in him just so you can shout “body positive” and “don’t look at me!” at the same time.

Because then it’s not emancipation.
It’s theater.