I’ve been wondering about this ever since I read Kythereia’s OP.
The whole thing makes me shudder. And yet…
I am a man, (who according to some definitions) is middle-aged. I see no indication that my interest in women is going to go away just because I am over 40.
The age-range of women who have interested me has certainly broadened as I have gotten older (it’s a good thing if I can get the attention of a good woman between 30 and 45, for instance), but the lower numerical limit of that age has not necessarily increased as quickly as it might.
Actually fulfilling that interest in a Much Younger Woman, however, would be dependent on so many other factors (not the least, mutual cultural differences and expectations of external censure), that it is unlikely that I would have the oppurtunity to pursue it successfully.
And what do these other factors ensue? Seeing the other person as a person!
I suspect that we men are frequently hardwired to be interested in the female form. I know from my own experience that it’s often very difficult to break past the distracting shell of appearance and just deal with the person opposite me. But that’s what a real man does. He sucks in his gut, puts the little brain down below under firm control of the big brain above, and deals coolly, civilly, and professionally with women, no matter how distracted he might want to be.
Now consider the historical tendency to treat women as property (to be fought over, handed over upon marriage, etc). Consider an older man raised to believe that women are subordinate. Consider the ageing process.
I can see a possibility that some sad, lonely old man just wants to relive a better day, when he could seek out women under the guidance of his culture and be welcomed. I have some sympathy for this man.
BUT.
That potential sympathy should in no way take second place to a tiger-like defence of your safety and personal space, Kythereia.
Diplomatically refusing the first advance of a nostalgic old man, or of anyone you are not interesated in, is one thing. Kicking the metaphorical or physical ass of some creep who is looking at you like you are just an object is another.
These Creepy Old Men are not seeing their desired partners as people, just as fantasy images and goals. They do not want to know your hopes and dreams, they do not want to learn from you, they do not want to relate to you as an equal. They just want the object.
And you have every right to request the aid of your management, store security, police, whatever, in your defence.