Raymond, from Everybody Loves Raymond, is the poster child for the quivering pussy boy-man that has trapped a woman into being is mommy wife. He truly fears his wife, just like he does his mother. If she isn’t in the mood for sex, he gets no sex. If she is upset with him because of something he said or did, he spends the whole show trying to figure out a way to get her out of her mood. When he does something that might be considered bad, he tries to hide it from her. He is a slave to her whims, and you can literally see the anger, frustration, and pure hate she feels towards him for being that way.
Watch a few episodes and watch how Raymond becomes a mouth breather whenever his wife is in one of her moods.
So the question now is, why would a woman ever marry, or even have a second date, with a guy she knows is a wimp and will allow her to walk all over him? I have two answers: she has no choice because all of the available men she has encountered are this way and/or she thinks she can change him into the man she really wants to be with.
She can’t win either way. If she wants to have sex, she’s going to have to choose wimpy guys most of the time because that’s what’s available. And if she likes the guy in every way except he’s a pussy, then well, maybe she can shape him into the man she can drool over; an impossible task. No woman can turn a man into a man, and no man can turn a woman into a woman.
Thad doesn’t understand women. He doesn’t get why all of his attempts to make his wife happy mostly fail. He does this and that for her, yet she still gets angry. He doesn’t get why his covert contract, the one where he does “nice” things for his wife and gives her what she wants all the time and in return she promises to stay happy all the time, isn’t reciprocated.
There’s nothing to understand though. There’s nothing to figure out. Constantly trying to manage how a woman feels is a losing battle. Constantly trying to figure out the formula for keeping her happy is like trying to trip an elephant with your wiener. Women are going to have their emotional highs and lows, and as long as you’re riding along with them attempting to fix them, your wiener is going to get trampled.
And by you, I mean us, all men who seem to live to serve women.