I need to start this article by stating that I am a male that attends university. If you are being pedantic, I am technically a university lad. But I detest everything about the attitudes and ideologies of this sexist cult. I repudiate the title bestowed upon me by gender and situation, and reserve the right to behave in a way that does not treat women like non-sentient objects capable of nothing more than offering base pleasures and looking pretty.
I also need to urge you not to assume that this means that I think women can’t have fun or casual encounters with guys. Women have just as much right as men to do what they want. I simply hate the attitudes of a specific group of men that attend university, men of the sort that I have previously had encounters with and would sooner rather than later mutilate with a machete (figuratively, of course).
My problems with this cult all stem from one observation, one that I must admit I sometimes have trouble voicing from fear of awkwardness. It is very simple and I don’t understand why more people don’t have a problem with it: all they care about is sex and, when it comes to sex, they view it only as a means to raising their ‘number’.
This is an ostensibly harmless perception. So what if all they want is sex? They aren’t doing anyone any harm. Well, I disagree with that totally and completely. Let me explain why. This monomaniacal quest for female genitalia inexorably leads them to regress through the evolutionary eons and behave like nothing more than primitive mammals. Go out into any club in England and you will know what I mean. They approach women with as much courtesy and respect as a fly might approach an alluring pile of a horse faeces. The girl will simply be dancing with her friends, having a perfectly fun night, and then, unwittingly, she will be descended upon by an opportunistic predator with a taste for human meat.
Okay that is obviously an unfair caricature, but you see the point I’m driving at. I know this because I talk to people every day who speak about women in such ways. I’ve been in flats where they have ‘sex charts’ on the walls and a common question around university is ‘what’s your number (of sexual partners)?’. If you give an answer that is not to their liking, you are greeted with a sea of contempt.
Think about this. Really think about it. Think about how these guys are viewing women. Is this right? Would any girl want to be thought of, or talked about, in this way? I highly doubt it. Again I must reiterate that women can choose to sleep with whoever they want – that is no business of mine – but the attitudes of these guys are still reprehensible and repugnant to the highest degree. This obsession with sex that is permeating throughout the halls of every university in England with more vigour than that of the 14th century plague is, I must say, a very real and serious problem.
It is a problem for women and for men. It is a problem for women because it is obviously sexist. It is a problem for men because it is turning them into disgusting apes with nothing more to offer than a drunken splurge and an awkward text. I really think that this ‘UniLad’ or ‘Lad’ or ‘LabBible’ culture needs to be obliterated as soon as possible. We need not behave like animals. We are better than that.
If you remember anything from this article, I urge you to make it this: Women have so much more to offer than a tick on a piece of paper.