I have no desire to 'understand' women. There is simply nothing to understand that is not painstakingly evident to any intelligent mind. Nothing that would currently exonerate them from riding on the blood sweat and lives of our male forefathers throughout the millennia, to arrive at this safe technological haven from within which they may safely – stab us in the back,

A knife in the back of those men who, throughout evolution, have clothed them, built strong houses for them, protected them, fed them, entertained them with music, art, drama, and literature. Even died for them and – more fool still – loved them.

There is nothing to understand about women that would not include tales of dishonesty, treachery, disloyalty, Machiavellian machinations, selfishness, greed, superficiality, depravity, cruelty, narcissism and arrogance. What little they bring to the world to be worthy of the sacrifices of men. They have babies? So does a cow.

There is nothing to understand about women, and no inclination to do so.
Now is a time for understanding: Men.