A cautionary tale for misogynistsThis illustrates how you lady-haters create your own bad luck when it comes to your relations... *** Once upon a time there was a man named Richard. He was sick of the dating scene. Women wanted to waste time being courted and getting to know a guy before he saw a return of his investment. Richard didn't like women, except as objects. The good looking ones wouldn't give him a second look because they were stuck up and shallow. All they cared about was what a guy looked like. As for the uglies... well what did he care. Richard didn't date uglies. But then one day he went to a dive bar and met a girl who was different... Her name was Lola. Lola was dressed in a guy pleasing manner, and was giving him the eye from across the room. (Oh, look she's walking over to Richard now. Could this be his lucky day?) Lola: Hi there. I'm Lola Richard: Hi, I'm Richard. You're kinda hot. Lola: So what do you do for a living? Richard: I'm an IT manager at-- Lola: Oh, computer person. (tries to hide her frown) How many Star Wars figures do you own? Richard: Huh? Lola: I said, I bet you earn a lot of money. Richard: I make $65,000 a year. Lola: Not bad. Do you own a home? Richard: Sure. I bought it for $100,000 but its worth three times that now. Lola: Great. Do you have a girlfriend? Richard: No, I haven't gotten at in five years. Lola: Charming. I just love a guy who shares way to much embarassing personal information with a hot girl he's just met. Wanna go to my car and get it on? Richard: This must be my lucky day! The next three weeks were sheer bliss. Lola would drop by Richard's house with a beer and a pizza every week like clockwork to watch ESPN with him. Except he didn't know why since she seemed to hate sports. She'd complain until she got bored and then she go into his kitchen and start cleaning. Richard didn't understand, but he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Especially since she would tear off his clothes as soon as the game was over, and then leave without cuddling. Richard didn't think his life could be any more perfect. And then came the phonecall... *Ring* Richard: Hello? Lola: You ####! I'M PREGNANT! Richard: What do you mean you're pregnant? You said you were on the pill! Lola: Well I guess it didn't work! So what are you going to do about it? Richard: We I guess I could drive you to the clinic and pay for the-- Lola: What? You monster! You're a deadbeat! Just like my five other baby daddies! Richard: Five? I thought you said you only had one daughter and she lives in Virginia with your ex-husband? (But he's not sure Lola can hear him over her sobbing) Lola: I guess I'll just have to raise it myself along with the five others in my roach-infested one room apartment! What is one more to add to the pile? (Sobbing) Richard: Oh, heck... I'll marry you. I really didn't want to, but its not like something hotter is going to come along-- Lola: Gee, that's great. We'll go to Vegas next month. I've already booked the chapel. By the way, are you doing anything Saturday? My friend Sassy is having a Pimp'N'#### party that night-- Richard: I'd love to. Its about time I got to meet your hot frien-- Lola: And I was wondering if could leave the kids with you tonight, cuz I'm really dying to go, but the sitter cancelled at the last minute. Richard: *Sigh* I guess... Lola: Great! I promise I'll be back for them on Monday! So Lola and Richard got married, and it all went downhill from there. Lola's libido dried up and she forgot how much she enjoyed cleaning Richard's kitchen. She spent all his money until he got a second mortgage, and when he was completely tapped out she left him for someone better. At first he was glad to be rid of Lola, but he found himself single and on the dating scene, where the women were all a bunch of witches. The good looking ones wouldn't give him a second look because they were stuck up and shallow. All they cared about was what a guy looked like. As for the uglies... well what did he care. Richard didn't date uglies. But then one day he went to a dive bar and met a girl who was different... Bodwen, I eventually learned that the men who spend their time attacking and hating women were the same ones who treated women as things. They are always the ones who will talk women down all day and who never make an effort to meet a worthwhile person. This is always accompanied by the idea that "women are all the same" and that women all owe them something. In other words, these men act like mean-spirited jerks and they drive people away. Don't they ever understand that, with the nasty attitude, they will never meet any worthwhile person? Since "women are all the same" why would any worthwhile female even spend any time with them? These men want to believe that all women are as worthless as the last female they knew. With that attitude, they will be guaranteed to get the same result. Good post, Bodwen.
Bodwen, I have learned the following about the males who hate women: These are the same types who find women handy to "blame" for every screw-up in their own lives. They are akin to bigots who find it handy to hate any other group and blame them for everything. I am fairly sure that if one of them got caught in rain, "women" would be at fault for the weather, too. Men who respect themselves do not spend time and energy attacking women. They do not brag about the names they call women and do not attack everyone according to gender. They do not spend the day spreading demeaning jokes about women and do not run down their families and wives and everyone else in front of everyone they meet. They do not revel in attempting to humiliate those who made the mistake of trusting them or caring for them, once upon a time. Males who do these things are not "men". Men know these types and have no regard for them. Actual, real life men despise them. You will find them in the company of other males just like themselves but they are not "friends". They have no real friends--just people whom they use. They are always weak people and thought of as cowards and earn the contempt others feel for them. In the end, they know that they are not "men" and the behavior is how they show their own justifiable self-loathing. They are lost in self-pity and therefore, pathetic. Women can't fix what is wrong with them. They have to grow up and do it themselves. As long as they portray themselves as being "victims" of women, they can't change.
A man met a beautiful blonde lady and he decided he wanted to marry her right away. She said, But we don't know anything about each other. He said, That's all right, we'll learn about each other as we go along. So she consented, and they were married, and went on a honeymoon to a very nice resort. One morning they were laying by the pool, when he got up off of his towel, climbed up to the 10 Meter board and did a two and a half tuck gainer. This was followed by a three rotations in jackknife position, where he straightened out and cut the water like a knife. After a few more demonstrations, he came back and lay down on the towel. She said, That was incredible! He said, I used to be an Olympic diving champion. You see, I told you we'd learn more about ourselves as we went along. So she got up, jumped in the pool, and started doing laps. After about thirty laps she climbed back out and lay down on her towel hardly out of breath. He said, That was incredible! Were you an Olympic endurance swimmer? No. she said, I was a hooker in Venice and I worked both sides of the canal. Bodwen, Proof positive. "Ask and we shall receive."
Don't you know they must really hate that they weren't alive when women were chattel like livestock. Oh, how they must long for the good ole days.
EEO, Now, now. Again, you are being too kind. You are pretending these people are aware of history and that they would know what the word "chattle" means. Silly you! Who's the kid on Welcome Back Kotter that would raise his hand, jumping out of his seat going, **Ooh, Ooh**....anyway.............
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( That's right......I didn't know.....lucky for me I have internet dictionary )
In my property law class we studied the evolution of the law of property, derived primarily from English law, (as are most of our laws) specifically, William Blackstone. You can imagine how a classroom of about 50% women reacted to what we were learning. And, of course, several of the guys lamented the fact that we are no longer operating under that legal system. It is often difficult for me to distinguish between words in my vocabulary that are legalese and a "normal" layperson's vocabulary. There are so many highly intelligent, well-informed, articulate posters on these threads, I know that many are familiar with some of the basics. Blackstone codified women's legal nonentity in his Commentaries on the Laws of England. The English woman had no individual legal standing, no rights over her own person, property, or children. A husband could beat and rape her at will, confine her to the house, to a room. It was extremely difficult for a wife to separate from her husband. All she possessed or earned after the separation legally belonged to him. Dr Samuel Johnson swore that female chastity was paramount since "upon that all the property in the world depends." But of male adultery he declared, "Sir, a wife ought not to greatly resent this." He said he would send his daughter away if she came home because her husband was having sex with the chambermaid. [Thomas, DS 209] All this was right and proper in the eyes of the Church, which offered cold comfort to battered and deserted wives. The influential canonist Alphonsus Liguori instructed confessors to ask wives "if they have obeyed their husbands in all things." [Ranke-Heinemann, 275] Thanks EEO, for giving this info. Some women seem hesitant to acknowledge or know about the cultural prison in history, who would want to anyway. With extensive knowledge of their own history, including famous and less famous women, they could look at recent values / roles from a different perspective. | |||||||
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