Weak women and male chauvinists.
I am not a feminist, but simply a believer in
neo-gender equality. I strongly detest males who are so big-headed all the time. Equally detestable are females who go all out demeaning every kind intention of their male counterparts and treat them with an air of arrogance.
But worst of all, is a group of women meek as mice, who are overly submissive to the opposite gender, enslaving themselves to their (often) unnecessary and insensitive wants, in turn feed the growing appetite of the male chauvinists' ego. The mere existence of male chauvinists is undeniably the result of the existence of this group of weak women, who can't even speak up for themselves.
On my way to collect my done laundry I saw this pair of couple on their way out of the residence. All along I walked behind them, and they seemed to be in a hurry. It was obvious that the girl took special effort to doll herself up, while the guy wasn't too badly dressed either. She was wearing this pair of what I would call exotic killer heels - an obvious attempt to please the visual senses of her boyfriend.
Somewhere around Block E we reached a flight of stairs. Made of not cement but brick, there were grooves and jagged ends everywhere. Then out of the blue, the guy hushed his girlfriend in a way I wouldn't be very pleased if I was the girl. He kept complaining and muttering about how slow she was and kept hushing her to walk faster.
Yet, he made no effort to 'help' her walk faster by
at least holding her arm.
The poor girl, being repeatedly reprimanded for being slow, tried hard to keep up with her boyfriend's large manly strides. But because of her pair of heels (stilettos) she had difficulty balancing her footsteps on that flight of stairs. And that's the main reason why she lagged behind him.
But even at his most insensitive remarks, she kept mum and tried hard to keep up in the most ungraceful manner thanks to the uneven ground. And that awful boyfriend of hers kept walking on, not even turning around to check on her.
If I were her, and if that guy was my boyfriend, I would have shoved my stiletto in his mouth the next moment he opened it to hurry me. Can't you see how difficult I am with balancing myself? And the reason I wore this pair of exotic stilettos was probably you once said you liked them! (At this point I'm imagining things)
Hoy, women! Get up on your feet! If men drive you up the wall then stand up and punch them back. What's the point of enslaving yourselves? If those men are so big-headed in the first place, then chances are they won't recognize your sacrifices anyway.
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On an unrelated note, my rabbit is sick today. Hope he gets better by tomorrow. Ivy you really have to study already. No time no time!
