We are the Dreamers of Dreams - Sunday Scribblings Post-Prompt "Human"

Human

It really bothers me that so many modern women feel like they're entitled to treat men like second class citizens. I realize that women do struggle to be treated equally and to stand on even ground with men, but the idea that it somehow gives us the right to treat men as if they are universally stupid, lazy, and ignorant just really feels, to me, as if women are just attempting to get revenge for all the “wrongs” perpetrated against us. It also seems to me that women should really be above that. We surely get upset and offended when we're treated badly and men are people, too, it hurts them just as much. Teaching little girls to treat men that way also just makes the problem even worse.

I like men. I have friends who are men and I know there are a lot of people who just don't understand how that's even possible. I promise you that it is. I go to movies with them, we talk about books and music, we make jokes, I let them read pieces of my writing, and they let me see their new writings and artworks. Through being friends with men, I've discovered that they really do think differently than women, but there are some things that they'll admit to me that are completely surprising. Or that would, at least, completely shock women carrying around the “men are complete pigs to be used and discarded” mentality. (I see a surprising amount of women who firmly believe that statement with all their hearts and who treat absolutely every man in their life that way). I don't understand why it's okay. Men are human. They deserve to be treated like people. They do have opinions and ideas about more things than video games, sports, and action sequences-even the ones who don't fit that whole “sensitive and wimpy” pigeonhole.

I've had deep, rambling conversations with him, and I've killed ugly, little computer-animated bunnies with him. I've made him homemade pizza, watched him sleep, and made him listen to dialog that I'm reading out loud just to test how it sounds off the page. He's gleefully started up the car and revved it in our garage while I stand on the step just so he can share how happy he is that he's gotten it fixed. I suggest we go get something from town, just to take it for a test drive. Sure, we have disagreements and fights and there are definitely moments where I just cannot talk to him because he is, stubbornly, thinking the way he thinks about the subject and refuses to see my side, while I, just as stubbornly, refuse to give an inch on what I think, but we never treat each other like the enemy and we certainly never, ever treat each other as anything less than human.

Current Mood: okay
Current Music: "Husbands & Wives" Roger Miller