Let me say that I am not politically correct. Sorry, I'm just not. I will however try to keep it clean.
Now to get started, it is buried in our subconscious that we mate and propagate the species. It's just hardwired into us as a species. With that in mind, from caveman times, really until just the last century or so the female's role in this left her helpless for long stretches of time. Think about it, she had to carry the child, and for some of that time she had at least diminished capacity and was less able to fend for herself. So she needed someone to help her fend off the predators and elements. Who better than the miserable jerk who got her in this condition? That's right, he had a role in this, and so should share the responsibility. So he'd better be able to provide for her and her offspring. And that need didn't end for several years after the offspring was born. First couple of years of course she had to nurse the baby and tend the baby. Of course when the height of technology is a sharp bone tied with rawhide to a long stick for your main weapon pumping milk and saving it was not realistic. So she had to physically have the baby with her for several years, and anyone who's ever even baby sat knows how that cuts down on your freedom of movement, and ability to work on productive projects. Eventually of course the baby grows to the point that it must be taught how to survive and live on it's own, and its role in society. That to usually falls on the mother because the male is out slaying the woolly mammoth to feed these other 2 mouths.
The male's role is more simple, and his motivations are also. He want's someone to keep the cave clean, the food cooked, and the bed warm. In exchange for this he will gladly go forth and undertake the most dangerous of tasks, including attacking a woolly mammoth that outweighs him a hundred to one, and has tusk the size of Grecian pillars. Of course he doesn't know the tusks are the size of Grecian pillars since the Greeks haven't been invented yet, but he knows they're huge and sharp, and can impale him in half a second if isn't careful. Then at night, when the saber toothed tiger comes around looking for a snack, he has to crawl out of the bed, and grab his puny spear and go convince it to get it's snack elsewhere. She can't, she's busy nursing the baby, and no matter how much the man would love to trade with her and let her risk her neck, he is simply not equipped to nurse the baby.
It's a symbiotic relationship. But how did they pick each other? Well, the male being a guy looked first for willingness in the bedroom, and then for aesthetics. Face it, he's a guy, he's thinking with the little head here. If he's luck he gave some thought to if she'll be a good cook, and treat the kids right, but pretty much once he found someone who would say yes to sex, and not be hideous to look at if he is normal, he is lazy, and done searching.
The woman on the other hand has a whole laundry list of things to look for before she'll say yes. Is this guy going to be able to feed me and my babies? Is he going to be able to fend off the saber toothed tiger? Is he going to actually stick around, or is he going to go to the next cave neighbor and canoodle her at the first sign of trouble? Lastly, can I live with him long enough to raise the kids without using his spear on him myself?
Well, that last one is a personality thing, and highly subjective, but the others really boil down to will he be a loyal father who will provide well for her and her offspring? Answer yes, and she's willing, answer no, and she's not. Simple as that. But, how to answer this question? Ah, now we've hit the crux of the matter. You see, she can't just ask him, he's not totally stupid, he'll give the right answers, and usually will mean them. So she has to observe his behavior. Does he jump up and run out to confront the aforementioned saber toothed tiger, or does guard the fire pit? Does go on hunts with the other males, and does he come back with meat? Or, does he hide by the river pretending to fish while actually snoozing?
Well, any guy with half a brain soon realizes that to feed his little head he has to produce, both security and meat so he sharpens those skills, and if he's good at them he finds himself with a mate. If not he's lonely his entire life.
Fast forward a few million years, and it really hasn't changed. Substitute a large house for protection, and money for meat, and that's still where we're at. Women want (note I said want not necessarily need) security, and men want sex so to accommodate each other the woman looks for a man who can provide financially before she says yes. With that in mind socialism takes away not only all external incentive to produce, but also all signs that you have produced if you do produce. So, the male of the species has ZERO reason to produce. So he won't get up and go slay the wooly mammoth, or risk his rear end driving off the saber toothed tiger, or attempting to build a financially successful business. Instead he will spend his time trying to appear like he's able to provide security and meat. Usually that means turning to either governmental work, of which there is a limited supply, or extra legal work. That of course has it's own risks, but does offer the possibility of the reward he is seeking at the expense of undermining the socialistic system.
So, as you can see laying aside my attempts to make it humorous our sex drive makes socialism actually a failing proposition no matter what. So why don't we just let it go folks? We won't do it, and it won't work. You may argue that those things aren't needed anymore, and to some degree you're correct. Technology has tended to make us less dependent on raw physical skill, and a mate than ever before. And while that makes sex for fun a nice bonus it doesn't change the last 3 million years of hard wired behavior. Until that changes we need to be aware that we simply are not going to allow socialism to work. We as males will be able somehow to show our prowess as providers, and the female of the species will reward those males that do with sex. And anyone who's ever tried to get between a guy and his sexual partner knows how futile that is. Sorry, just the way it is.
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