Even after enduring misfortunes left and right, Job refuses to capitulate and goes on sucking up to his boss. The feminine aspect--the realist in this case--however, has the wisdom to yell at him and say, "WTF! Curse God and die!"
The paradox is, by doing so, Job actually is revivified and moves on the next level of understanding. Acknowledging the suffering and injustice and shaking a fist at (what one perceives as) the causal agent can lead to further breakthroughs in cognition → God is powerful. But he is not good. → There is no director and scriptwriter up there. We're on our own.