Every major decision a man has ever made has sex somewhere in the background.
The car he bought. The gym he joined. The business he started. The suit he ordered. The neighborhood he moved to. Somewhere in the calculation, even unconsciously, was the question of how it positions him in the eyes of women.
Wars have been fought over it. Empires have collapsed because of it. Politicians have destroyed careers for it. Pastors have abandoned pulpits for it. Men have handed over family fortunes for a season of it.
And women are not exempt. The makeup. The body. The carefully curated Instagram. The strategic positioning near successful men. The soft voice that appears from nowhere when the right man enters the room.
Everything is downstream of this one biological current.
Religion tried to dam it. Culture tried to redirect it. Law tried to regulate it.
It is still winning.
