It's kinda like rich people who sometimes get bored of luxury and comfort so they decide to go to a poor village and live as hard working slaves for a while to see what it's like to be poor. Of course, they do this as a form of novelty and nothing more. They can leave anytime they want, they can even buy the village and it's people if they want to. All is done from within their comfort zone.
But to be more specific on how women can do something similar, I will use an experience of mine.
When in HS, there was a girl in my class that always tried to chat me up every time we were in the same place, always tried to sit next to me if she could, always amused with anything I said, always laughed at my jokes. She was rather pretty, taller than me and very thin but not my type.
Was see trying to flirt with me? Of course not, but I used to cope thinking that she did. The case was that she was so full of validation, love, sex, that she wanted to spend some time with a subhuman incel. She wanted to to see what person I was, how a person who is the polar opposite of her is doing. I fascinated her, kinda like an animal or a painting would.
But to be more specific on how women can do something similar, I will use an experience of mine.
When in HS, there was a girl in my class that always tried to chat me up every time we were in the same place, always tried to sit next to me if she could, always amused with anything I said, always laughed at my jokes. She was rather pretty, taller than me and very thin but not my type.
Was see trying to flirt with me? Of course not, but I used to cope thinking that she did. The case was that she was so full of validation, love, sex, that she wanted to spend some time with a subhuman incel. She wanted to to see what person I was, how a person who is the polar opposite of her is doing. I fascinated her, kinda like an animal or a painting would.
