||inspires pride for me, particularly when being called such by an angry man who's lost his temper and his control. It usually means that the poor fool's frustrated 'cause I'm not just not being whoever he wants me to be or whatever else he would prefer, etc. In short, it means that whatever we were arguing about, at that point I know I've won. It infuriates them all the more when I smile in response -- it's a terrific feeling, really.
Funny, most of the men I know would be infuriated if someone called them a "cunt", honestly more so than most of the women I know. It has been my observation that it's used as some sort of ultimate "You're not a man!" insult, much as was previously true in the case of the word "bitch".
The kind of man who would likely hurl that word at me in an attempt to scorch is, oddly enough, exactly the sort who wouldn't be gettin' any from me, ever. And not because they used that particular word; instead because they're obviously of such low intelligence that it was the best they could come up with -- and that demonstrates a distinct lack of grace under fire in my book. At least a clever or articulate insult merits some small measure of respect, even if it pains me to recognize this at times.
Also, could someone please explain to me this: Why is it that heterosexual guys who are rumored to think about sex/women/fantasies/etc. several times each and every minute are the ones most likely to use various terms that generally degrade women when insulting insult other men? Does anyone else see the discrepancy between the ongoing act of chasin' pussy and insulting people with words like "motherf*cker" and "cunt"?
And to carry this line of thinking a bit further, I'd like to know what, exactly, are men are implying whenever they express admiration for a woman by stating that "She's got balls!"? If the implied logic is true (that balls are more admirable than cunt), then might it be possible that male sexuality is a much more confusing subject than society would generally have us believe? I could go on, but there'd be little to be gained in doing so, I suspect.
(And then you have the gall to wonder why we don't find y'all irresistable and why it's so difficult to catch and hold our affection? Now if I could only stop laughing and think about something more easily resolved instead... C'est la vie.)