I have been raised with the notion that a man is the head of his family. The leader. The king. Up to this day, that is true…mostly.
But of course, this is the scenario AFTER the marriage thing. Before that, I’m afraid the same cannot be said. We, gentlemen, are on the losing end.
Let’s star from the beginning shall we? At the courting stage…flirting, wooing, mengurat, whatever you may call it, let me ask you this, who is doing all the chasing? The men, of course. That seems normal enough, right? Because that is what has been going on since the Stone Age. But this is no longer the Stone Age. Back then, when the men chose, the women obeys and follows him. Nowadays, however, the power to choose has transferred to the hands of women. Nowadays, the men simply propose while the women have the right to say “yes” or “no”. Such simple words yet tremendous consequences. Men would run around crazy day and night, thinking about “The One” and buying her gifts and remembering her birthday. In the end, when the moment of truth comes and the guy finally gathered up the courage to ask The Question of, “Would you be my girlfriend?”. 8 out of 10 she will say “no”. Reason? Plenty. There’s, “I’m not ready for a relationship”, “It’s not you, it’s me” and the all new classic of the new era, “I thought we were just gonna be friends..”. when the cold hard truth is either we are not good looking enough, not rich enough or just plain not good enough. You’d think if a person like Prince William asked the same person the same question she would still say “no”? Even if she were 5 months pregnant I’m willing to bet she would have no doubts saying “Yes!! Oh God, yess!!”. For the 2 out of 10 that WILL say “yes” is either because the guy said the right things what the girl wanted to hear or it came out of self pity.
Let’s say the guy DID get the girl and they are in a lovey-dovey relationship. You still think the guy has the upper hand? Think again. When THAT time of the month comes, which every healthy woman experiences, the guy is always on the receiving end. Always. No matter how you look at it. Mood swings would be the least of your problems. Saturday night football? Say goodbye to them because Saturday night is when you spend time with your girlfriend considering every other weekdays you are both busy with each other’s lives. Do you think she will give a damn if Juventus came to the Nou Camp? Or when David Beckham returns to Old Trafford? Those weekend nights will be filled with movies like Titanic and Sleepless In Seattle. And we’re not even talking about the anniversary or the mourning in remembrance of her dead cat. Oh, and her birthday. God forbid you to ever forget that day. If you do, then it will be no talk let alone a smile for the next 2 weeks. In the event of you taking her to a restaurant for a so-called romantic dinner, may it be known to you that preference will be on her side. We guys are easy because we eat anything. As for girls, well, make sure she knows what sushi is before you start taking her to Nippon Tei. A woman’s taste buds are unpredictable. Italian may be her favorite this week but she may hate it the next. You may take her to a fancy $100 per head restaurant but she may just order the salad because she had an apple that morning and she’s still quite full. And how about the gifts? For every 10 gifts we give to them, we are lucky to get 1 in return. Extra lucky if that one is not your birthday present.
Gentlemen, unlike what we want to believe, women are taking control over us. Who do you think came up with the “every man has a feminine side to him”? I’m pretty sure it wasn’t a man. Last week I saw a picture of Sylvester Stallone wearing a pink shirt. Pink, for God’s sake! This is Rambo we’re talking here! The epitome of men.
As much I would like to believe otherwise, the dignity of men is on the downslide. And women say we are commitment phobic? I’d say we have every right to.
Friday, November 26, 2004
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