Last week, a few dozen women took their tops off at Buenos Aires’ Obelisk monument to protest for the “right to make free use of our bodies,” as one of them told The New York Times.

The few naked women were joined by only a couple hundred dressed protesters. It is a sign of the times that such a relatively small gathering generated a massive amount of local and international media coverage.

The protest was sparked by a specific incident that occurred a few weeks ago near Buenos Aires, in which police expelled several topless women sunbathers from a beach under threat of arrest.

However, the outcry was clearly directed more generally at what contemporary feminists see as oppressive, patriarchal social norms that violate women’s rights “to the free use of our bodies,” as another protester told The Associated Press.

In other words, this was nothing more than a regurgitation of what radical feminist groups such as Femen have been doing for the last couple of years.

Facepalm moment

Of course, it didn’t take long for feminists to show their true character with as much zeal as they showed their bare breasts.

A couple of hours into the protest, many of them started attacking men that happened to be around.

Many of them, obviously, were indulging in the very natural pleasure that looking at breasts provide for the tetosterone-laden member of the species:

Attraction to breasts “is a brain organization effect that occurs in straight males when they go through puberty,” [Larry Young, a professor of psychiatry at Emory University] told Live Science. “Evolution has selected for this brain organization in men that makes them attracted to the breasts in a sexual context, because the outcome is that it activates the female bonding circuit, making women feel more bonded with him. It’s a behavior that males have evolved in order to stimulate the female’s maternal bonding circuitry.”

Men were pushed, screamed at, and even pepper-sprayed.

As usual, men’s “objectifying gaze” was considered a terrible offense that justified a violent response.

Lashing out against a law of nature is enough to elicit a facepalm from anyone with a brain.

But in this case, reasonable people will find an even stronger reason to slap their foreheads with all their might.

The perverse effect of boob oversupply

Obvious as it seems, this is the more important point that feminists fail to grasp:

Obliterating the taboo against boob nudity is what makes men “objectify” women’s bodies.

We live in a world of sheer boobitude.

In the history of mankind, it has never been easier for men to see naked breasts. Either in the flesh, or in the computer screen.

Men’s incentives to make any effort whatsoever to obtain that delightful view, are weaker than ever.

The “empowerment” babble that usually accompanies Kardashian-emulating pictures on social media couldn’t be more Orwellian.

Whereas in the past men would attempt to move heaven and earth in pursuit of a woman,

Today, they might swipe right. Of course, ancient depictions of the beauty of female bodies also required months, if not years, of intense work to produce, which is a completely different scenario than getting a high-school or college hottie to instantly text you topless photos.

Ancient art also elevates a woman’s body as something worth years of effort in pursuit, while pornified bodies degrade and commodify human beings as pixels to callously flip through and discard.


Take what happens when there are more women than men in a dating pool. Manhattan has three women for every two men in the under-30 college grad dating pool. Men in a market like this, where there is a preponderance of available boobs women, tend to not settle down and engage in productive activities like building a family. They may even start to see women as interchangeable, as the market incentives drive them to move on as soon as they need to put in some effort to sustain a relationship.

The women/men ratio in a city like Buenos Aires is similar: 86 men for every 100 women.

No wonder men in Buenos Aires have gained a reputation as master players (chamuyeros):

The Argentine equivalent of our Anglo-Saxon “player,” the chamuyero will go to any and all lengths in order to literally charm the pants off of you. This, regardless if he’s in a serious relationship, married, engaged, or on the brink of death.

(Not to mention the fact that about one in four Argentine homes are single parents, 72 percent of which are single mothers.)

And Argentine feminists are trying to fight men’s “objectification” of women’s bodies by increasing their exposure to boobs?

Good luck with that.