I don't believe it. I think most men wish women were a bit smarter than they are. Or maybe smarter than they act.
When they're around me, women I know to be intelligent act dumber and more immature (as in, childish, petulant, and helpless) than I think they actually are. I'm not talking one or two here - it's a definite trend. For a while I blamed it on articles in Cosmopolitan or some such which might have misinformed them that men like dumb and helpless women. That's probably not it - too simple. But then I don't know what it is - are they tired of doing the thinking and want me to do it for both of us? Or maybe tired of dealing with all the stupid stuff of daily life, and hoping that I'll handle it all? Whatever it is, I don't like it. If all she brings to the relationship is dependency, that's not enough.
You are one of notably few men out there. For example, my father is ("is" because he
is still alive and only two thousand miles out of my life --literally) a misogynist/narcissist prick who has to always get his way.
My father hates when women are smarter than him so he bullies them and degrades them until they feel they've lost all self-worth. Such was the case of my mother. She is a very intelligent woman whose school and test credentials gave her the option of attending Harvard, and automatically entered her into Mensa.
My father's own self esteem is so low because he hasn't done anything with his life and now almost 50 years old, he has absolutely no retirement fund and has to support two more children (my half brothers) to boot.
But my father is not a stupid man -- in fact he too, is very smart. He's mastered the art of manipulation and leeching off of upstanding women with money, even though he ultimately drags them down to
his level. He knocks them up, belittles them, and abuses whomever challenges his authority.
He's had more than 40 jobs in his life, and is shiftless, unambitious, and constantly in a state of live purgatory. Nearly all of his brothers on the other hand (all 5 of them) are major successes. My family on my father's side consists of millionaires -- radio hosts, television hosts and movie producers, doctors, surgeons, lawyers, and the "lowest" of his brothers is a respected dean at a high school.
My father has his gifts, and he never applied them. He could have been a very rich man. Instead he's a person who lives a life of parasitism, and apologizes for nothing -- absolutely
nothing.
I've seen it time and time again. The fights, the beatings, the arguments, the rage...the cops...the extortion. My stepmother gradually developed a defensive foil to my father. She's the only woman I know of who's been able to somewhat put him in his place -- but only when it was already too late, and she and her new children were completely invested in his future.
My father is also paranoid and completely delusional...and his faith in racial pseudoscience is no less disturbing.
He once told my mother that she was so unnattractive, he couldn't even get his dick up when he was with other women on the side.
He's also an avid Bush-supporter -- ain't that beat all?
My mother apparently likes intense men. Enter my stepfather: he voluntarily works 18+ hour shifts daily and has a work ethic unrivaled by any person I've ever met. I'm also very lucky to be in his stead. He's old world derived, a real typical street punk that worked his way to wealth. The man is a considerably religious Jew and like I said, has some rather old-school intepretations and superstitions with it.
What does he say about my mother being smarter than him and as domineering as she is? "I thank my lucky stars for your mother. I've been with hundreds of women and I finally found the best. She's smarter than me, thank God -- she keeps me from getting fucked over and losing my money. I'd have been a long way up the fuckin' river without your mother."
He's cool with it. My girlfriend is not quite as smart as me in general, but she bests me in a lot of things. She's more logical, more patient, and she calls me on my bullshit. She also makes me feel stupid from time-to-time (in a good way).
I'll say this once: I
HATE stupid people. And I would never be able to even fuck a stupid person. Call it a handicap, but I'm unable to fuck someone whose mind doesn't arouse me. If I wanted a dumb person, I'd stick to blowup dolls and my hand -- puppets. Give me someone to converse and learn with, and I'll give you my everything.