Okay, now here's a thought...
So, I'm upstairs, in the "library", reading Robin Quivers' autobiography.
I'm only up to the point where she's just gotten out of the Air Force and she's made me laugh out loud, as well as agree with what she's saying, about 40 times, so far. I'm thinking while I'm laughing, "I don't "hate" this woman." And, in my mind, I saw the word "hate" in quotes, just like I'd written it, twice I think, earlier in my comment under that other post. Then, I heard myself think, "Well shit. I do like women, albeit very few of them. I like the strong, independant, not foo-foo ones. The ones who do cool "guy" things and probably also get along better with men than they can most other females..." The few woman I do like, whether they're celebrities or "real" chicks, have several qualites they share.Liiiike...
Intelligence, not having to resort to- or even know how to, they're so not interested in doing it- manipulation or playing head games with guys especially but anybody really, they're not snots, they don't feel threatened by every other bi-ped with a pussy on the planet, they're usually really attractive too, heavy or not, because of how they are, act or treat people... the few females I actually do like, a lot, are... cool people. Not morons, either by accident or choice. They don't lie.
They don't need to use people.
They don't go around hurting people for any old reason, and NEVER for overt, first-strike, personal gain. Or revenge, for that matter. We tend to just walk away. Forever. Knowing in our hearts that your never seeing us again is more your loss than ours in not having to deal with a buttmunch like you anymore. The more I think along these lines, the clearer it becomes. I don't even hate the BCs and the bims and the rest of those "other" women.
To say I hate them implies, to me, the effort necessary to lug around the baggage associated with hating people, which... I really don't do. I don't sit around 24/7 thinking about how much I hate women.
I just go right to that "JEE-zus KEE-riste, fuckin' ASSHOLE" reaction every time one does something stupid.
Especially if they do it to a guy.
That's an honest, if slightly "overkill" reaction. That's ingrained.
*waves at dead mother (and all the other women like her in my life)(with one finger)* Having said all of that, including the waving, let me now say I do see, understand and appreciate the difference between a reaction and a school of thought. It's the school I'm transferring out of.
Not having that reaction may take a little more time, a little more work. I can see me now, in about, what?, 15 minutes, maybe, wanting to say or write, "Goddamn, I haaaaeeey there, some wo-people can really be stupid asses, can't they?" I guess what I oughta feel for those other females is sorry, if anything.
Being the way they are, they're never gonna be able to like themselves, let alone ever be able to accept, love or appreciate men in all of their insane glory. How sad is that?
Like a life lived in black and white, instead of technicolor. No wonder they so pissed off, underneath alla the surface bullshit. I'd be pissed too, knowing- seeing all around me- what I was missing out on AND knowing that it's my own fault, but being so self-absorbed and stupid (and knowing that, too) that I didn't have one idea of how to change it. No wonder they "can't" see how they are, even when they damned well KNOW it.
They don't want to.
Maybe they can't afford to because the truth would all but literally kill them. Wow. What a horrifiying way to have to live a life.
Having to be an asshole to self-preserve an asshole. It's a lot like a dog with his tail in his mouth, running around in circles growling, pissed off because his tail is being pulled.
Forever. Ew. So anyway...
I don't hate women.
I just like the rare ones, hence only A FEW, among them.
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