[Edited to include a factual correction brought to my awareness by the Hawaiian Libertarian.]
Some believe that the book of Genesis is historic, others that it’s largely metaphoric. Either way, it’s as insightful into human nature as anything written before or since, and the Fall is no exception.
There a numerous implications of the Fall, but we can undoubtedly observe it’s a story of Adam failing a shit-test. His acquiescence to Eve’s desire to eat of the Tree of Knowledge leads to suffering. He fails the test, and in so doing fails her as well.
Although the modern shit-test replicates Eve’s request that Adam follow the Serpent, it’s also the only way for a woman to find out if the man in her life is capable of passing the test that Adam so miserably fails. She’s psychologically and biologically wired to seek out men that will decline her stupid requests, and the only way she can find out who these are is to test them. Those who pass her tests are qualified to lead her, ensuring her that she won’t make the mistake of eating from the Tree of Knowledge again.
Yet in another sense, the tests make no sense at all. Why the hell would you ask somebody to hold your purse if you don’t really want them to hold your purse? Be inconsiderate just to see how somebody reacts? Test your co-workers whom you have no intention of dating? It’s necessary, but from a masculine perspective it’s also entirely irrational.
Enter the Hamster. The Hamster has to convince her that she really wants the guy to hold her purse or she wouldn’t ask him to do it. And in a sense she does want him to do it just as much as she doesn’t. Imagine the Hamster of Eve:
Why shouldn’t we try this fruit? We’re not hurting anybody. Who the hell is He to tell us what we can or can’t do? That snake said it was just because He doesn’t want us to be like Him, and that sounded pretty reasonable to me, and the snake actually bothers to talk to me every once in a while. Besides, it’s a much prettier tree than all the other trees. We’ll try it just once, and if we don’t like it, we won’t do it again. I’ll ask Adam, and if he says it’s okay and it’s not, then it’ll actually be his fault if anything goes wrong…
So when Adam went along with it, I’m sure she was thrilled. I bet she was also vaguely disappointed, for the shit-test is a win-win, lose-lose proposition. If he fails, she’s increased her hypergamic worth and she gets whatever it was she wanted at the time, but she probably also feels confused and unmoored. If he wins, she has to shut up or cut out whatever other nonsense, but she gets turned on and feels safe. This guy will protect me from myself.
(During my beta days, on multiple occasions I thought I saw a shadow of disappointment on a woman’s face when I did something she asked me to do. Yet I could also tell she was happy. Only the Hamster could get her to put herself in such a position repeatedly with multiple men.)
Women value security for entirely understandable reasons, so no matter how empowered she may feel when the men in her life repeatedly fail her tests, there’s undoubtedly a sense of doubt and confusion that no male can ever truly understand. The more she can do whatever she wants, the greater her sense of unprotectedness. The more unsafe she feels, the stronger her requirements for masculine strength. And what’s the best way to find a really strong man?
Really big shit tests.
Vox Day recently asked “why  women ruin everything, even for themselves?” Because they’re giving shit-tests, and there’s nobody around to pass them; the men are either weak or nowhere to be found. When women know they’re testing, there’s a chance that they can limit themselves (sometimes, sort of, almost, under the right conditions). However, feminists don’t admit that they need anything from men (besides their genitalia and/or sperm), so they’ll never admit to giving tests. Nevertheless, test they must, and the more vicious their tests, the more likely men will see no need to bother with them. The Hamster, uncontrolled, untrained, and without masculine restraint morphs into pure evil.
The Hamster is now the Shrew.
All psychoses are understandable and useful psychological traits that mutate into something destructive, a cancer with a life of its own. Such is the Hamster who’s known no bounds, coddled in school, told she’s right during every conflict she has with a man, weak or absent fathers, encouraged to see her failures as the result of unfairness and discrimination. She becomes untenable, unmanageable, feral enough to make Shakespeare’s Katherina seem as feminine as Ruth.
As individuals, we can manage this to an extent. The shit-test of girls participating in men’s athletics was eventually handled adroitly by Keoni Galt. He failed the shit-test of a female in kempo karate twice, first by making her look good in a way she didn’t deserve, and then by holding back and losing to her while sparring. However, after she bragged about beating him, he beat the snot out of her. He passed her test, and despite her tears, I bet on some level she was grateful (or at least turned on); he may have saved her life.
Like Dalrock says:
So long as women demand to be taken seriously, I’ll reserve the right to take them at their word. If they put themselves in a position of leadership and/or make direct challenges to me or a group I’m part of, I’ll reserve the right to respond. I’ll do this understanding full well that many will feel that I’m unfairly picking on a poor defenseless girl in doing so. So be it.
It’s most decidedly not “picking on a poor defenseless girl,” it’s preventing the birth of a shrew, for shews have been allowed to eat of the masculine Tree of Knowledge every day of their lives. Better to scare her away from her delusions before they embitter her even more.
Unfortunately, the shit-tests modern man must confront are often even stronger than those of a single vicious shrew. The legal system, our schools and universities, and our culture are instituting a shit-test so venomous that soon only the strongest of Alphas will be able to pass it. They’re going after our boys, preventing them from even developing the courage they will eventually need so desperately as men, and the men are already dropping out and refusing to fight them.
Just like Eve, the modern shew will find that when the men in their lives all fail their shit-tests, they fail, too.