Be Thankful

Natures Greatest Gift

At this time of year i am always inspired to reflect on what i have to be thankful for. Naturally with each passing year i am ever more thankful for Goddess. A divine beauty of infinite wisdom, intelligence, ambition and Femininity Who has, for another year, allowed me into Her world.

A life of service, obedience and worship. This has brought me a sense of deep personal satisfaction, and of greatest importance, the ability for make Her life easier and more satisfying. Knowing that i play some small part in Her spectacular success gives my humble life its singular purpose.  i exist only for Her.

i am also thankful for Mistress Denise. Allowing me to perform among Her stable of male dancers. This experience is the fulfillment of a lifelong fantasy as well as allowing me to please and entertain Women in an overtly public sphere and I am thankful for all the club Patrons Who found my efforts enjoyable. If i made any of these wonderful Women feel even little more fearless and empowered i am thankful.

i am thankful for Goddesses famed 'Circle', Her Coven of Dominate Women. Among them i count Mistresses Felicity and Lisa, whom it is always the greatest pleasure for me to serve and to bask in their glorious light.

This year i am thankful for the entry of Mistress Emma into the 'Circle'.  To witness the awakening of of any Woman's innate, natural Dominance is a beautiful thing. The ferocity with which She has embraced Her true nature should be an inspiration to all Females. i am thankful for the opportunity to play my small role in this process as She embarks on Her quest to collect a Harem of male slaves for Her use and pleasure. She will no doubt consume the souls of these chosen few.

i am also thankful for the little things. The sight of a beautiful Woman passing on the street, whose elegance and beauty haunts the male psyche.

i am thankful for all the Women taking charge, fighting back against abuse, gaining in education, wealth and wisdom. All Those creating the Female Future, step by step, brick by brick.

Finally an aside to the males who may be reading this.

Be thankful for the Women in your lives. Be She your Mistress, Wife, Girlfriend, Friend, or Co-Worker. Know that She is a Goddess deserving of your  deepest respect and admiration . Always be thankful for any opportunity to grace Her presence. Even if you don't have a particular special 'Someone' in your life, don't ever pass up the opportunity to show respect, be a gentleman and do some thing, no matter how small, to advance the Female Future.

#METOO and the Smashing of the Patriarchy

Recently Goddess engaged me in a discussion about the surging #metoo movement. She was curious about my thoughts, as an overt male submissive and avowed Female Supremacist, on this important issue.

my first and obvious reaction was that i found the behavior of so many prominent males disgusting. It is beyond me how men of such wealth, privilege and power could be so abusive and misogynistic. It really is beyond my ability to grasp.

my second thought was of just how quickly this became a major social phenomenon. Not so long ago these types of incidents were covered up, the victims ignored, intimidated and ostracized. Today, and i believe it reflects the  ever growing power and influence of Women, Women are standing up and fighting back. They refuse to be ashamed and have turned the tables on Their male abusers.

Also remarkable has been the reaction of the large organizations that sheltered these famous males. For the most part the organizations have shunned, fired and cast out these men. No longer is so-called 'male privilege' holding firm.

Once again we see that society is changing and Women are asserting themselves. Hopefully having so many prominent positions vacated by males will result in these same organizations being compelled to replace them with Women. This way Women's views and voices will be heard and become the norm for discourse across many more fields. This perhaps is the most positive potential outcome (hopefully.)

Perhaps these vile acts, so symptomatic of patriarchy will end up contributing to it's inevitable downfall.

Goddess pressed me further however. She demanded to know if i had ever acted in an inappropriate way towards Women. This forced me to rack my memory, to demand of myself an accounting.

Truth be told i could only think of a single time i felt some shame with regards to my own actions. i recalled to Goddess a time in university when i began dating an adorable Girl named Becky. i recalled being with Her at my apartment. i was overwhelmed with a desire to kiss Her and to take the initiative in the early stages of a new relationship (i know how laughable that sounds now.)

i found myself sporting an uncontrolled erection in my pants and could feel a wet spot forming on my briefs. i wanted desperately to touch Her.

So i asked Becky if it would be OK if I kissed Her?

She smiled and nodded rather sheepishly so I moved in and kissed Her. A gentle soft kiss which She reciprocated.

i know You/you may be thinking that this was nothing of significance. i asked for and received permission to kiss Her. i held absolutely no power or influence over Her, no ability to coerce Her in any way. If She had refused i would have been disappointed but accepting of Her decision.

Yet i detected afterward that i had made her uncomfortable. i'm ashamed that i ignored that feeling, that i didn't wait for the moment to be right for Her.

Having confessed this to Goddess, She acknowledged that it was a minor infraction but nonetheless unacceptable.

"you do at least understand what you did wrong?"

"yes Goddess"

"Even so you will be punished, you understand that right?"

"yes Goddess"

"Assume the position" She ordered calmly but firmly.

On command I stood up, walked to the center of the living room and locked my hands behind my head.

Goddess retrieved one of Her short riding crops from the bin by the fireplace and approached me.

"Even minor indiscretions against Someone I've never met are unacceptable. Understood? 

"yes Goddess"

"There isn't any statute of limitations for disrespecting a Woman. Is that clear?"

"yes Goddess"

"Good. I'm going to beat you ten times. you can count them out and i expect you to thank Me for each"

"yes Goddess, thank you Goddess"

With that She circled behind me and as ordered, with each sharp, searing crack across my upper back or buttocks a count was given and a genuine "thank you Goddess!" expressed.

Satisfied, Goddess pressed the end of the nasty black implement against my abs.

"If you like kissing so much you can kiss this"

Hands locked firmly behind my head i bowed to Goddess and planted my lips upon the cruel riding crop, kissing it until Goddess decided it was enough.

" Go kneel in the corner and think about what you did"

With that i dropped to my knees, kissed Goddesses foot and crawled to the corner, facing the wall on my knees, hands clasped behind my head (i'm well versed in the procedure) and did just that.

Thinking about what i had done but more broadly about the root of misogyny.  Where does it come from?

my mind drifted back to junior high and one year in particular. It was the year many of the boys in class hit puberty. Many of the Girls already having acquired truly Feminine form the previous year.

Now suddenly life started to become miserable for the Girls. roving packs of hormone fueled boys began to target Girls for what was called 'goosing.'

This involved  approaching a Girl and  tapping or touching Her between the legs on the front of Her jeans, pants or skirt.

It was aggressive and disrespectful. A successful attack was followed by shrieks and male laughter. The Girls soon adapted and fought back however. They began walking in groups and met an attack with a collective counter-response. Isolating and attacking the male, physically hitting him and verbally shaming them. This was followed by a crackdown by teachers. The 'wolf packs' were eventually brought to heel.

Personally i never engaged in this behavior. In fact i  came to the Girls defense on occasion and discouraged this behavior among my male friends.

The Girls did take notice of this and developed trust and friendship with me that didn't impress the other boys but became a valuable experience for me.

The Girls did have the last laugh in the end. Not only did They disrupt the 'wolf packs' and put an end to the goosing, They soon gained the upper hand.

This i realized one day when looking out my window i noticed something odd. Kelly-Anne, a cute girl who lived across the street from me was standing on the top of the steps to Her house. Below Her in the driveway milling about were four boys from my class. Curious i decided to go see what was going on.

When i arrived i realized i was walking into a scene rife with tension. The boys were jostling physically and engaging in verbal one-up-man-ship each vying for Kelly-Anne's attention. A pack of rutting males who didn't even seem to understand exactly why they were behaving in such a ridiculous way, embarrassing themselves just so Kelly-Anne might show them the slightest bit of attention or a positive gesture. Yet there She remained, literally above it all  free to pass judgement, withdraw or dispense the slightest favors these hungry males were so eager to lap up.

It was pathetic yet utterly natural. A raw demonstration of awakening Female sexual power and the helplessness males feel towards it. Suddenly Girls you never noticed before become the epicenter of our thoughts and imagination. our bodies respond uncontrollably to them. our lives become driven by seeking their approval.

We become helpless and desperate. we are no longer masters of our domain, merely pawns in a world of Queens. we plaster our bedroom walls with bikini posters in worship, stare endlessly at porn, masturbate continuously in a quest to douse the unquenchable fire  but it only makes us want Them more.

we are hopeless.

Part of me feels that the inability of  some males to reconcile with Female Power is at the root of misogyny. If these men become powerful and influential perhaps they think this provides them with a form of counterbalancing power.  They engage in abusive behavior they think of as getting revenge mixed with sexual satisfaction, thus putting the Female in Her place.

 In the end they lose everything.  Careers, influence and worst of all the respect of Women.

What they refuse to understand is that the rightful place of Women is over and above them. Women are to be served and worshiped. This is the way mother nature intended, We/we are hardwired by evolution to be this way. To deny this is unnatural, destructive and ultimately catastrophic.

If only they had learned that lesson way back when.  The lies and macho posturing the patriarchy tries to brainwash males with are powerful but ultimately just that, lies and utterly unnatural ones at that.

On your knees boy! That's where you really belong. Listen to yourself. You know it's true. 

Kneeling in the corner in thought post punishment is a rather effective method indeed.

The Female Future

Now that Goddess has, at long last, granted me permission to resume my web-based activities She first demanded that i begin again with a reaffirmation of the core ethos of the Female Future blog, something i have previously done from time to time but which is always good to re-state and re-contemplate.

Just what is the raison d’être for this blog anyway?

Since the beginning of this site i have transitioned from an average working guy in an outwardly ‘normal’ relationship, albeit with a far more ambitious and successful Girlfriend, to being the full time, live-in, kept male in a life of servitude to my Goddess. As She has become an outstandingly successful BusinessWomen Her staggering success so eclipsed my own that She demanded that i transition my role away from being a supposed ‘partner’ to that more akin to Her submissive 24/7 slave-boy. A role We/we both embraced with enthusiasm and some of which i have documented in this blog. This transition occurred by mutual consent and was in keeping with Our/our individual natures / desires. Even in Our/our ‘old’ relationship there was never any doubt that Goddess was always the Dominant partner, both inside and outside the bedroom. The great transition only formalized and strengthened that reality. We/we merely disposed of the pretense that Ours/ours was a relationship of ‘equals.’

It never was and never could be.

Today We/we don't play any more games or pretend Our/our relationship is anything other than what it is. She is the Goddess / Queen / Mistress and i am her obedient slave, Her property, dovoted full time to Her service and pleasure.

As a result We have a far more honest, raw, intense, fulfilling and natural relationship than ever before. i have truly found my life's purpose. What i do and what i believe exist in total harmony.

So a core reason for the existence of this blog is to document these experiences in fact and in philosophy. 

A second purpose has been, and will continue to be, documenting the emergent and natural process by which Women are rising up and taking Their rightful place as societies leaders. By exploiting Their naturally superior intelligence, both intellectual and emotional, as well as physical and sexual superiority over the male of the species, the violent and repugnant patriarchy  is crumbling.

A world ruled by Women is emerging, slowly, step by step, to the benefit of all.

Not that We/we don’t understand that no struggle is a straight line path to a utopian future. The struggles and setbacks are obvious. The big picture long-term trend is clear however.

The Future is Female.

For Women and Girls this is Their time to shine.

For males it is a time to take our place at Their feet, in awe, in servitude, and in gratitude.

For humanity and for Mother Earth.

Deep down We/we all know this to be true.

You / you may be Wondering

Just where i've been. Well i haven't gone anywhere but am only now being permitted by Goddess to slowly re-engage with the internet and this blog in particular.

There will be new content soon and the next part of the Emma saga.

Stay tuned!

-ej

Paulina Porizkova : She's a Queen and She Knows It!

"As high school approached, the boys wanted to kiss us and touch us, and the girls became a group of benevolent queens dispensing favors. The more the boys wanted us, the more powerful we became. When a girl chose to bestow her favors, the lucky boy was envied and celebrated. Slut shaming? What’s a slut?"

-Paulina Porizkova

This quote from a NYTimes op-ed by supermodel Paulina Porizkova took me, pleasantly, by surprise. I actually had to read it several times because it's a rather astonishing statement about the true nature of Female Power over males from a Woman who clearly 'gets' it.


That and, it was printed right there, in black and white, in the New York Times.

Hope is Not Lost

Something to remember in the depths of this first dark winter.

CTV feature on Butlers in the Buff

Following on from the previous post i found this really nice example
of the New Female Gaze. A service that provides buff males to work, in
the buff, at Hen parties and other Female oriented events. What struck
me about the report are a few things;

1. The business was introduced into the market by a Female entrepreneur, who saw a great business opportunity in providing this service to a Female market.
2. The positive attitude with which the customers embrace the phenomenon. Even those Who show a little trepidation at first are won over. The Women really enjoy and want this service.
3. The males positive attitude, he embraces being the object of Female attention and desire. he
   appreciates the attention and  remains deferential to the party goers.
   he understands he is there to be seen and to serve. he clearly embraces
   his role and is a great example of the 'new male'.
4. This is an interesting twist on the male stripper. These men aren't strippers per
   se but their service aprons leave little to the imagination. As one of
   the Women notes, when he bends over all is revealed.
5. It shows that the New Female Gaze is sexy, confident and playful. Women now expect men to be sex objects for Their amusement.
6. The Female news anchor at the end seems comfortable with the idea and notes
   that She did some extra research on the business and found out their
   rates (a future customer no doubt) while the two male anchors seem
   uncomfortable and almost homophobic. Neither seems comfortable at all
   with the social changes that confront them. Prudish wouldn't be too
   strong a word.

The Female Gaze Emergent

i recently came across an interesting article in a mainstream right-wing newspaper arguing that Women’s objectification of men's bodies has become mainstream and socially acceptable, sometimes to the discomfort of those ‘poor’ objectified males.

How times change and further proof of the emerging Female Future. To quote the article:

“Itʼs not easy being a hot piece of beautiful man these days.”

“Take poor Ryan Gosling, for instance. The actor will forever be haunted by viral photos of his chiseled six-pack. And then thereʼs Channing Tatum. The Magic Mike star may never recover from the degradation he experienced playing a drool-worthy stripper in not just one, but two films.”

“Actors are increasingly expected to pose topless, get ripped in the gym to secure much-coveted superhero roles and stand idly by while women ruthlessly compile Tumblr accounts documenting the bulge in their pants.”

About time i’d say. Forever under the fading patriarchy, Women have been sexually objectified and commodified, Their sexuality and desires treated as secondary, irrelevant or even non-existent.

So it shouldn’t come as any surprise that today, Women’s newfound power, education, wealth and success is unleashing the latent Female desire to sexually objectify and admire the male physique. It’s a beautiful thing to behold, a confident Woman expressing Her desires, tastes and fantasies openly.

It’s long overdue and something males need to get used to, though i suspect many men enjoy the thought of being the subject of Women’s fantasies.

On the other hand with sexual objectification comes the pressure for men to be found worthy of Female desire and the sudden realization that they have to work at being found desirable. That means long hours in the gym / exercising, caring about how they look and dress. No longer can any male assume his simple maleness endows him with the qualities desired by the Superior Sex.

An attitude adjustment also seems in order. males should show genuine appreciation at being the subject of the New Female Gaze. That and showing proper respect and deference.

The author also makes a point that i have made before. That the traditional male gaze and the New Female Gaze are in no way equivalent. In fact She argues that the sexual objectification of Women is becoming socially unacceptable even as the objectification of males becomes ever more popular and accepted. The reasoning behind this rings true;

“The reason why thereʼs no equivalent to the “male gaze” – even while women sexualize men – is that men havenʼt been subjected to the sexual harassment, pay disparity and mental anguish over coerced sexualization followed by cold rejection after a certain age that women have over the years”

 The New Female Gaze is playful, sexy, and fun. It doesn’t overtly threaten males or suggest violence towards them. It simply means that men can be judged based on their physical attributes and that Women are free to do so openly.

Is this a new double standard? Sure, but one long overdue.

“The fact that women can even be accused of objectifying men is actually a huge progressive step forward. Until recently, the female sex drive was forcibly kept in the closet. Women couldnʼt openly express desire or attraction without being shamed. They, ironically, were expected to be sexual objects without any inkling of sexuality (unless given permission by men)”

The open expression of Female Sexuality is, i believe, what actually frightens many males. For as i’ve said before, Female Sexuality is a force of nature for which the male has no answer. It renders the male dazed. It is something to which he is incapable of not responding to and being aroused by. It gives the Female enormous, natural, power over the male and is the very life force itself. Deep inside, all men know this. Real men acknowledge and submit to it while those who still cling to the patriarchy are terrified by this open display of Female Power, reacting irrationally and often violently to it. In the end however, resistance is futile, all men know this whether they openly admit it or not.

Society is changing and the New Female Gaze is yet another manifestation of this.

As the author concludes;

“Many men still feel the need to control womenʼs sexuality because it frightens them. This isnʼt a statement about the character of individual men as much as it is about centuries of fear-mongering that dates as far back as depictions of Eve and Jezebel in the Bible. Itʼs been taught over and over again that female sexuality is manipulative and dangerous. As it becomes less OK to objectify women and more normalized to sexualize men, males often feel an impending sense of doom.
The long history of the male gaze and menʼs freedom to sexualize women without repercussions makes “doing the right thing” more complicated than simply applying the same rules to everyone. Men and women have such vastly different historical experiences with objectification that equality canʼt be achieved by treating everyone equally. While men catcalling women on the street further distorts the gender imbalance, women sexualizing men actually evens the gender playing field.”

The Women's March

"Maybe this is what it takes for Women to finally wake up and take power"

- Quoting Goddess after Our/or participation in the Women's March 

Emma : The Day After Part I

Discovered by Michelle

i was suddenly awoken by the sense of someone in my presence. Bleary eyed i blinked a few times and a pair of Women’s Nike trainers came slowly into focus.

It took me a moment to register that i had at some point fallen asleep, then suddenly the images of last nights humiliation at the hand of Emma rushed through my mind.

“What the fuck is this?” a Feminine voice demanded. Lifting my head i found myself looking directly into the piercing gray eyes of Michelle,  the petite, curvy blonde who works at the club.

“Is that cum? For fucks sake! This isn't a brothel you dumb shit!”

I quickly glanced down at the white, crystalline splatters on the hardwood floor. Emma’s handiwork and my shame.

While my mind reeled I realized two things. One was that Michelle had snapped a few pics of my predicament and was typing what seemed like a text message into Her phone. The second was that i had become semi-hard. A demanding Feminine voice having its usual effect.

Checking me out from behind she demanded, “how am I supposed to get you out of those things?”

“the keys are over there Ma’am, in the far corner”. As She strutted across the room i couldn’t help but admire the sublime curvature or Michelle’s behind through Her tight yoga pants, Her golden hair shimmered in the morning light streaming through the windows as She bent over to collect the keys.

Turning back towards me She revealed a serious expression, rather pissed off i’d say. She moved quickly and after fumbling a bit i felt one of the manacles unsnap.

i was free. Painfully i pulled my arms back around in front of myself, trying to stretch out the discomfort from many hours in that position.

Michelle made it clear that was the extent of the help She was giving me. She contemptuously through the keys onto the floor between my legs.

“The rest you can do yourself”

“Thank You, Ma’am”

“Yeah what-ever” was all i got in return.

Slowly standing i hoped to make a quick escape from this latest shameful scene but before i could even make a single step towards the exit Michelle had other plans.

“Where do you think your going? You don’t actually think I’m going to clean up your disgusting mess do you...you slut?”

“slut”, the word practically dripped from Her voluptuous lips.

“There’s a utility closet in the hallway, get some cleaning supplies from there. I want to see that floor shine, I don't want to find even one of your dead little swimmers left on that floor, do I make myself clear?”

Though She radiated anger and disgust I thought I saw just a glimmer of amusement in Her sparkling eyes.

“Yes Ma’am, right away!”

With Her command properly acknowledged i quickly ran towards the door, my naked feet pattering across the cold floor as my hardness bobbed up and down.

Returning quickly with some spray cleaner and cloths i dropped to my knees , squirted some solution onto the spots of dried cum and got scrubbing, down on hands and knees as Michelle stood over me, arms crossed but to my surprise  making a video of the whole humiliating incident.

When i was finished i kneeled up seeking Her approval. Michelle took Her time, circling slowly around the newly polished floor, before declaring my work satisfactory. She circled around behind me and delivered a hard kick to my right ass cheek.

“Get out of my sight!”

With that I ran swiftly, naked as adam, through the hallway, down the stairs and into the performers changing room and directly to my storage space. It must still be early since i didn’t see anyone else around. As i collected some clothes and got dressed i was filled with dread. I should be able to catch a train back to Goddesses house but then what, how will i explain the fact that i was out all night, how on Earth can i explain Emma? Filled with dread i nervously rushed to the side exit and into the cool morning air of the alleyway.

Out of the frying pan and into the fire.

Then just as I reached the end of the alley and turned the corner there She was.

Leaning against the rear fender of Her cheery red A5 coupe was Goddess.

She spotted me probably before my mind even processed what i was seeing.

Oh fuck, how did She know?

Michelle, it must have been Michelle who turned me in. Dammit, now what?

Goddess just stared at me coldly. Her icy blue eyes locked on me, a stern expression formed on Her lips.

She looked PISSED OFF!

She crooked a red lacquered finger tip at me, beckoning me towards Her.

Rushing to Her, driven by fear and shame, without even thinking about it i dropped to my knees in front of Her right there on the sidewalk and began planting contrite kisses on Her black leather, stiletto heeled knee-high boot.

She let me linger there for an exceptionally long time. i could sense the passers by, sometimes hear giggles and muffled gasps but She didn’t care one bit. I was to going demonstrate submissiveness until She decided it was enough. After what felt like an eternity She kicked me off Her boot and i pressed my face to the sidewalk, not daring to move.

“Get up”

As I rose to face Her She just slapped the Audi’s key fob against my chest.

“Drive me to the office” She demanded almost without emotion, just a heart stopping, icy stare.

With that i scrambled to open the cars long door and guide Her into the seat, carefully shutting it and rushing behind the car to the drivers side.

I nervously fumbled getting the car in motion. The whole way to the office She remained silent. my mind raced trying to find something to say, anything to diffuse the tension but ultimately i decided that keeping my mouth shut was for the best.

‘boys should be seen and not heard’ being Her usual rule.

Today i’m not sure she even wanted to see me.

Politics and the Female Future

No doubt many of You/you were disheartened by the events of the past year. It seems patriarchy is not going down without a fight, holding tooth and nail to male privilege, no matter the ultimate cost to society and the planet as a whole.

Make no mistake however. This is the last desperate gasp of the last male dominated generation. The widespread social revolution seen throughout much of the world will continue. The advancement of Women has become like gravity, something that can be fought against but the eventual outcome is inevitable. Women have acquired ever more education, wealth and power. The trend lines are clear no matter how much of a backlash there may be from certain sectors. Of course the coming few years are fraught with danger, dark forces are on the lose. History isn't a straight line from A to B. Vigilance, activism  and determination will be required. Just know that the natural order will prevail.

Don't ever forget how some people doubted that America would ever vote for a Woman president yet Hillary Clinton got almost 3 million more votes than her male opponent. Only quirks of the political system and outside interference tilted the results away from the will of the people.

Don't despair, get engaged and get active.

Looking for a Doctor? Find a Woman.

Add this to the pile of ever accumulating evidence of Female superiority. Of course finding a Female doctor is becoming ever easier. Many medical schools now report Women making up ~ 60% of student enrollment. -EJ

New Evidence of the Superiority of Female Doctors
James Hamblin
Salaries for female physicians average some $19,879—eight percent—lower than male physicians. At academic hospitals, male physicians receive more research funding and are more than twice as likely as female physicians to rise to the rank of full professor.
These disparities have historically been attributed to the effects of disproportionate domestic responsibilities—including maternity leave and subsequent part-time schedules. As physicians Rita Redberg and Anna Parks note, this can be perceived to “undermine the quality of female physiciansʼ work and explain male physiciansʼ higher salaries.”
But no. Female physicians actually tend to provide higher-quality medical care than males, according to research released today. If male physicians were as adept as females, some 32,000 fewer Americans would die every year—among Medicare patients alone.
The research is published in the journal JAMA Internal Medicine. Researchers from Harvard University reviewed the records of 1,583,028 hospital visits among Medicare patients. Within 30 days of arriving at the hospital, rates of death and re-admission were significantly lower when the patientʼs doctor was female.
This was true for people with medical conditions of all sorts and severities. The researchers tried to account for every variable; but ultimately all that was left was the finding that women are superior to men at treating these (65-and-older) patients in the hospital. The association held true even for patients who were randomly assigned to a physician when they arrived. People treated by a female had a 4 percent lower relative risk of dying and 5 percent lower relative risk of being admitted to the hospital again in the following month.
To explain the discrepancy, the researchers point to past studies that have shown female physicians are more likely to provide preventive care and psychosocial counseling. Female doctors are also more likely to adhere to clinical guidelines. Though as Redberg and Parks note in an accompanying editorial today, adherence to clinical guidelines “does not always equate with quality or value of care.”
Instead they point to data that says female physicians “have a more patient- centered communication style, are more encouraging and reassuring, and have longer visits than male physicians.”
Still the implication is not that everyone should rush to choose a female physician, discarding males in droves. For one, this would be impractical since females make up only one-third of the American physician work force. In the journal article, the researchers conclude, rather: “Understanding exactly why these differences in care quality and practice patterns exist may provide valuable insights.” And in a press statement, researcher Ashish Jha said the next step would be “to understand why female physicians have lower mortality so that all patients can have the best possible outcomes, irrespective of the gender of their physician.”
While gender differences in practice styles have been shown in past research, todayʼs study is the first to compare such meaningful outcomes as death and re-hospitalization. These are the results that many patients and doctors—and certainly hospitals and insurance corporations—care about most. In a profession increasingly conscious of bottom lines and quality outcomes, these numbers may be what it takes to spur equal (or better) compensation and opportunity for female physicians.