The Strong Silent Type
There is this strange archetype used in literature and everyday conversation that has never made sense to me. It is the myth of the strong, silent type – used to describe that special type of manly man with little to say and deep inner feelings that have yet to be unlocked by the ‘right woman’.
Honestly, I’ve never met this dude before. However, I have met many of what I would call strong, silent types, and they have all been women.
To exist in relative safety as a woman in this world – meaning, you’re still bombarded by misogyny and abuse all your life, but you may not die or be driven completely insane because of it – you absolutely have to be smart, strong, and silent. Men don’t like women with opinions, women who believe in human rights, and women whose opinions are that their rights as actual humans are being abused. Although strong, these women are not silent, and they are in much more danger than the average strong, silent woman.
Men, on the other hand, tend to have the insatiable need to opine on everything under the sun, regardless of knowledge on the topic, loudly and annoyingly, drowning out female voices of reason and expertise. And they are ALWAYS right, even what is coming out of their mouths is absolute bullshit, absolutely provable-wrongable, absolutely hateful, inane and moronic. Speaking just to hear oneself speak, a common modus operandi for men, is a sign of weakness.
It takes strength to shut the fuck up when you don’t know what you’re talking about. It takes strength to admit you don’t know anything about the topic at hand. It takes strength and intelligence to just sit back, listen and learn from those who know more than you.
I wish men could be strong, silent types. And strong, silent women would finally have the air space to share their intelligence and expertise.