Why do so many men and boys hate women?

While there is a deeply unwelcome men and boys subset of society who exhibit misogynistic: attitudes, writings, photography / filming, utterances, coercive and controlling behaviour and physical assault (or worse) towards women and girls;

- I want to give a positive shout out - in vote of thanks - to the (majority) of other men and boys with whom you engage on a daily basis in the community / workplace and elsewhere - who diligently, decently, thoughtfully and respectfully behave around women and girls as they would wish others to do so in respect of the people in their own lives - as though everyone were an honourary member of their extended family / neighbourhood / local community / team colleagues etc.

Sadly, I think that I would add that the ugly-subset behaviour is also often harshly and relentlessly directed towards both vulnerable people (of any gender permutation or age group) and those people from under-represented communities too - rather than being an impact confined to women and girls.

I was in an English city centre one Saturday mid-morning (in recent weeks); when I observed some particularly unnerving ugly-subset mass behaviour by a large assembled group near some city centre bus stops (a group of males, who appeared to be aged circa 16 to 24, unrelated to each other - judging by the banter style) - the horrible behaviour was being directed by them towards any women / girl (basically any female circa aged 10  years and over) who had the misfortune to walk up the hill on the pavement beside those bus stops.

I saw and heard the youngest adolescent males, either acting solo, or in pairs / trios while still stood within the solidarity of the wider group; effectively acting as "game spotters" ...and then they would call out across to one of the mid-20's men to eagerly ask: "What do we think about that?".  The look on the adolescent faces was like a gun dog desperate to be given permission to go and retrieve some wildfowl, now winged, prey. 

It was clear the younger adolescents were taking their lead directly from the older guys about which female to start harassing - as much as anything for sport / entertainment / boredom / inadequacy ... merely while they all awaited arrival of their respective buses.

It was one of the sickest thing I have witnessed for quite a while.

As I reached the top of the hill of the bus stop pavement; I heard the conversation of a young tourist Family as they came around the corner and paused slightly (as each parent then took hold of one of the hands of each child as a precaution before intending to walk the downhill pavement of the bus stop traffic movements). 

I noticed (with real disquiet for their wellbeing) that their eldest child was a circa 11 year girl, plus her young Mother was wearing a headscarf in a Syrian fashionable manner. 

I really felt I ought to alert them to what was occurring further down among those bus stops.  

I completely stopped walking and silently looked as clearly as possible at the Father - who, thankfully, then also stood still for a moment to have a proper glance down the pavement. 

The Father discreetly nodded to me (that he took my cue) and then he swiftly escorted his charges across the road junction and they wended their happy way, unimpeded, downhill ...via the relative safety of the opposite pavement. 

I was so relieved.

Families, (or anyone), out in the Spring sunshine of a city centre Saturday morning, near the main shopping precinct, should be able to go about their own business of life - without experiencing all that I did as I walked up past those bus stops.

What was my point of difference which attracted the unwarranted attention?  The ugly-subset simply couldn't cope with the fact that I wore a sun hat on a sunny morning!  That was sufficient for them to launch their well-rehearsed campaign sequence.

I don't mind admitting; I was thankful for having opted that day for donning my rucksack, (rather than having chosen to carry a handbag), as a couple of times along that bus stop pavement: I was pleased to have both hands free.

I definitely felt there was realistic potential that I might need to resort to being ...educational / correctional - before I reached the apex of that hill. 

It didn't come to that (which was good all around, as I know from experience; that my Father had prepared me well for what he euphemistically termed: "essential life skills" - or as my Grandfather used to refer to in polite company as: "etiquette" - and no, he didn't mean anything to do with Debrett's!).

I am no timid "shrinking violet", all my numerous, rambunctious,  Cousins are male, I have lived and travelled in some spicy / dicey / unpredictable international environments, my workplace colleagues have usually been (my preference - because they often speak more directly) mostly men and sometimes within tough sectors / circumstances too.

Yet, in a public place, in broad daylight, surrounded by other members of the public - that ugly-subset were emboldened, displaying and acting out upon some kind of pack behaviour which I am unaccustomed to expecting to navigate.

They do need taking in hand, correctly, at National level - somehow - because in my direct experience they frankly ooze "feral".

Almost akin to a frightened / insecure canine (which, in my lived experience; are the most potentially, spontaneously, dangerous type).

While there is a deeply unwelcome men and boys subset of society who exhibit misogynistic: attitudes, writings, photography / filming, utterances, coercive and controlling behaviour and physical assault (or worse) towards women and girls;

- I want to give a positive shout out - in vote of thanks - to the (majority) of other men and boys with whom you engage on a daily basis in the community / workplace and elsewhere - who diligently, decently, thoughtfully and respectfully behave around women and girls as they would wish others to do so in respect of the people in their own lives - as though everyone were an honourary member of their extended family / neighbourhood / local community / team colleagues etc.

Sadly, I think that I would add that the ugly-subset behaviour is also often harshly and relentlessly directed towards both vulnerable people (of any gender permutation or age group) and those people from under-represented communities too - rather than being an impact confined to women and girls.

I was in an English city centre one Saturday mid-morning (in recent weeks); when I observed some particularly unnerving ugly-subset mass behaviour by a large assembled group near some city centre bus stops (a group of males, who appeared to be aged circa 16 to 24, unrelated to each other - judging by the banter style) - the horrible behaviour was being directed by them towards any women / girl (basically any female circa aged 10  years and over) who had the misfortune to walk up the hill on the pavement beside those bus stops.

I saw and heard the youngest adolescent males, either acting solo, or in pairs / trios while still stood within the solidarity of the wider group; effectively acting as "game spotters" ...and then they would call out across to one of the mid-20's men to eagerly ask: "What do we think about that?".  The look on the adolescent faces was like a gun dog desperate to be given permission to go and retrieve some wildfowl, now winged, prey. 

It was clear the younger adolescents were taking their lead directly from the older guys about which female to start harassing - as much as anything for sport / entertainment / boredom / inadequacy ... merely while they all awaited arrival of their respective buses.

It was one of the sickest thing I have witnessed for quite a while.

As I reached the top of the hill of the bus stop pavement; I heard the conversation of a young tourist Family as they came around the corner and paused slightly (as each parent then took hold of one of the hands of each child as a precaution before intending to walk the downhill pavement of the bus stop traffic movements). 

I noticed (with real disquiet for their wellbeing) that their eldest child was a circa 11 year girl, plus her young Mother was wearing a headscarf in a Syrian fashionable manner. 

I really felt I ought to alert them to what was occurring further down among those bus stops.  

I completely stopped walking and silently looked as clearly as possible at the Father - who, thankfully, then also stood still for a moment to have a proper glance down the pavement. 

The Father discreetly nodded to me (that he took my cue) and then he swiftly escorted his charges across the road junction and they wended their happy way, unimpeded, downhill ...via the relative safety of the opposite pavement. 

I was so relieved.

Families, (or anyone), out in the Spring sunshine of a city centre Saturday morning, near the main shopping precinct, should be able to go about their own business of life - without experiencing all that I did as I walked up past those bus stops.

What was my point of difference which attracted the unwarranted attention?  The ugly-subset simply couldn't cope with the fact that I wore a sun hat on a sunny morning!  That was sufficient for them to launch their well-rehearsed campaign sequence.

I don't mind admitting; I was thankful for having opted that day for donning my rucksack, (rather than having chosen to carry a handbag), as a couple of times along that bus stop pavement: I was pleased to have both hands free.

I definitely felt there was realistic potential that I might need to resort to being ...educational / correctional - before I reached the apex of that hill. 

It didn't come to that (which was good all around, as I know from experience; that my Father had prepared me well for what he euphemistically termed: "essential life skills" - or as my Grandfather used to refer to in polite company as: "etiquette" - and no, he didn't mean anything to do with Debrett's!).

I am no timid "shrinking violet", all my numerous, rambunctious,  Cousins are male, I have lived and travelled in some spicy / dicey / unpredictable international environments, my workplace colleagues have usually been (my preference - because they often speak more directly) mostly men and sometimes within tough sectors / circumstances too.

Yet, in a public place, in broad daylight, surrounded by other members of the public - that ugly-subset were emboldened, displaying and acting out upon some kind of pack behaviour which I am unaccustomed to expecting to navigate.

They do need taking in hand, correctly, at National level - somehow - because in my direct experience they frankly ooze "feral".

Almost akin to a frightened / insecure canine (which, in my lived experience; are the most potentially, spontaneously, dangerous type).