Because we are men
If we put a women on a pedestal and try to protect her from the Rat Race, we are a male chauvinist pig. If we stay at home and do the housework, we are a pansy. If we work too hard, there is never anytime for her and the kids. If we don't work hard enough, we are a good for nothing layabout. If she has a boring repetitive job with low pay, that is exploitation. If we have a boring repetitive job with low pay, we should get off our arse and find something better. If a man gets a promotion ahead of her, that is favouritism. If she gets a promotion in front of a man, that’s equal opportunity.
If we mention how nice she looks, that is sexual harassment. If we keep quiet, that is typical male indifference. If we cry, we are a sheila. If we don't, we are an insensitive bastard. If a man thumps her, that’s wife bashing. If she hits him, its self defence.
If he makes a decision without consulting her, he's a chauvinist. If she makes a decision without regards for his feelings, then she's a liberated women. If he asks her to do something she doesn't enjoy, its domination. If she asks him, it's a favour.
If we appreciate the female form and frilly underwear, we are sexual perverts. If we don't notice, we are poofters. If we like a women to keep in shape and shave her legs, that is sexist. If we don't care, it's unromantic. If we try to keep ourselves in shape, that’s vanity. If we don't, we are slobs.
If we buy her flowers, we are after something. If we don't, we are forgetful. If we are proud of our achievements, we are up ourselves. If we aren't, we are not ambitious. If we ask for a cuddle, we never think of anything but sex. If we are totally wrecked after a long and bad day at the office, we don't give a stuff about other peoples needs.
If she has a headache, it's because she is tired. If he has a headache, it's because he doesn't love her anymore. If we want sex too often, we're over sexed. If we can't perform on cue, there must be someone else.
Don't worries boys, living with women can be a joyful road in itself, full of wonderful surprises and gifts. It can also be a nightmare, but what counts is that you work together in it. But true to form, it's in every blokes blood to say to your mate, "Hell, looks like you are having a rough day. Fancy a drink at the pub?"
And that’s my philosophy that I would like to share with all the guys (and some girls too)
To every man upon this earth
Death cometh sooner or late
And how can a man die better
Than facing fearful odds
For the ashes of his fathers
And the temples of his Gods
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