On Behalf of Men I'm Sorry
Dear Women,
I am sorry. I can't (yet) control every man and get them to be as they should be and as you wish. Loyal. Sensitive. Gentle yet strong. Aggressive for you, yet calm around you.
Loyal. Exciting. All about your relationship. All about you. Your devoted knight. Forever.
I spent the most unique hour of my life yesterday listening to a succession of funny females tear, into males. For all the dumb ass stuff they do. "They" because I don't, do that stuff. I did. I don't now.
There were two girls at that event who were engaged. A third was married. WHERE WERE THEIR BOYS!? Unbelievable to me. They were hot and all funny and where the hell were the men that say they love them? If any of them were my forever-girlfriend I would cheer them on at every opportunity!
Instead they and the whole crew went off, hilariously, on all the stuff men do that's awful. Being mean. Insensitive. Obtuse. Uncaring. Hurtful. Very hurtful. In my experience, you are loyal and loving and then only later, after you've been mistreated do you retaliate. That's reasonable.
When men complain about women they are complaining about your reaction, to them, being assholes. You're good. They're bad. Then you're bad too. That's the order of things.
I am so sick of hearing comedy aimed at you. I was getting angry at the coed mic I went to afterwards hearing several boys bash on girls. I wanted to get up and bash on them but I showed up late. NEXT TIME I am going to let them have it, on your behalf.
Yes I want a girlfriend. Yes I am deliberately being biased. But I'm not lying. Philosophically, I believe that the average, the standard, the usual, most women, are loving and caring to men UNTIL you get fucked over a couple of times. Then and only then do you switch to "kill them all and give me a girlfriend" mode.
There were several out-of-the-closet lesbians who performed last night and I wanted to say, as I'm now saying, "I am not them! I really get it and I am worth giving a chance even if you wisely don't to any other boy. I cannot vouch for any other boy."
I know how to treat you. I know how you want to be loved. I know what you want from your man. I deliberately studied what you hate about all of your straight relationships and I don't, don't do any of it.
GIVE ME YOUR TRUST! and you will not be disappointed. Together we can slay the rest of the men on earth.
*****
She's always controlled, she's always confined
Controlled by her parents until she's a wife
A slave to her husband the rest of her life
Oh, I'm just a poor girl my fortune is sad
I've always been courted by the wagoner's lad
He's courted me daily, by night and by day
But now he is packing and moving away
My parents don't like him because he is poor
They say he's not worthy of entering my door
He works for a living, his money's his own
And if they don't like it they can leave him alone
Your horses are hungry, go feed them some hay
Then sit down beside me as long as you may
My horses ain't hungry, they won't eat your hay
Then fare thee well darlin I'll be on my way
Your wagon needs greasing your whip is to mend
Then sit down beside me as long as you can
My wagon is greasy, my whip's in my hand
Then fare thee well darlin, no longer to stand
-Joan Baez
