Islam supercharges sexuality.
When a theology teaches that seeing a woman’s hair is a sin, that hearing her voice is shameful, and that being in the same room with her is dangerous, it cultivates hypersexuality.
Boys raised under this system are denied natural, healthy interactions with girls.
They are taught that women are inherently sexual threats, temptations sent by God as a test.
The result is an obsession with the forbidden.
Basic human interaction becomes eroticized. Any glimpse of female skin becomes a trigger. Curiosity turns into fixation. Repression doesn’t reduce desire, it intensifies it.
And that’s just the beginning.
This framework teaches that men are the victims of women’s presence, and women are responsible for male desire.
If he lusts, it’s her fault. If he harasses, she “asked for it.”
Islamic Paradise filled with eternal virgins (houris), described in physical, sexual detail.
Obedience earns not enlightenment, but unlimited sex. Lust isn’t transcended, it’s promised.
That’s how you create a psyche built on entitlement and fantasy.
When men conditioned by this theology step into open societies, where women are free, unveiled, and autonomous, they don’t see equals.
They see tests. Triggers. Temptations.
Her freedom violates everything they were taught, so they project shame, rage, or perversion onto her.
They weren’t trained to respect women, they were trained to survive them or possess them.
That is the hallmark of hypersexual culture: constant arousal without emotional maturity or relational equality.