Monday, February 2, 2009

Is The New Age Man like a Little Girl?

She talks just like a woman, yes she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.

Bob Dylan pulled at the heart strings of generations of middle class flower children with these words...But a short twist of fate has lead me to state ..that breaking like a little girl has become iconic to the gods of steel rather than the mistresses' of spices..

With the debacle of the Aus Open behind us , the legend gave way to copious tears as his opponent consoled him and his female fans hit the bottle.
The symbolism of all that was great and good looking crying like a little girl is perhaps just an expression of the new age man today who have turned femme with a vengeance. They never cease to cry, whine, sulk, throw tantrums and put your pigtailed 6 year old to shame.

It isn't one man it's all of them...It 's like the Great Plague! As i keep tabs on the men my sisterhood are friends with ,wed, date, work with,offer friendly shoulders to...their tales all sum up to a summary of the anthology of angst...

Dont believe me ..u judge

Snow White and The Seven Dwarfs
My friend P has started an analytics firm with 7 men co workers. All the work which they do is squabble and sulk!Instead of Making Hay While The Sun Shines, they ARE RAINY DAY WOMEN who bicker continuously about recession, money, future, finances,cricket,politics, pubs to go to , concerts not to go to..and in this entire social debris ...their chief function is to whine, groan,moan and cry buckets! leaving Snow White wanting to trade all of them for the wicked step mother who , when last checked with Walt Disney plotted..planned..hatched , cracked a looking glass or 2 but never ever complained of getting stoned!

Hansel and Gretel
The Best Friend Syndrome is one which has been written in tears.
Men make the worst best friends, because they believe that a woman friend is something between a long last nanny and a fairy god mother who has to listen to them crib about their jobs, the wives/girlfriends who left them, the women they hope to nail, the boss who is way dumber than they are,and their oh so work in prgress hair and gymn stories.
..They also believe that as best friends they are entitled to continuously have an opinion on everything and force it down your throat, win every arguement,be the devil's advocate and always understand 'the guy who slept with you and never called back' point of view.
Learning : Gretel should feed Hansel to the wicked witch and not give in to any silly ideas about using breadcrumbs to find the way home.

Beauty and The Beast
The Prince Charming of yore was this dashing handsome man who would sweep you, a horse and a sunset off on his strong shoulders and not turn a hair.But today , the Prince Charming and the Beast have traded places and how.Love in the 21st century is defintely choleric!
You pay for most things...equality has given us a raw deal.
He is always broke or paying mortage or a divorce settlement or EMI on his jazzy bummed car.
Remember the beast who used to keep pining for beauty and eating rose bushes or similar vegetation..
The modern lover is no better, he pines, he wallows, he gets upset when the simplest trysts are not kept, he is emotional, he is painful, he nurses a mental image of a broken heart and yearns for those golden times when you could lock a woman in a castle and just keep her there..He smses , he calls,
he lives the Sting song,'Every Breath you take, I will be watching you.'
And he cries.how he cries ! having gotten in touch with his feminine other..he has switched over..so much so that today with his gymn toned body and his pretty Loreal Locks he is Beauty and she is the Beast

Question: How do we fix this gender bender..How do we stop the weeping, wailing ,whining?
How do we stop them ,'breaking just like a little girl'?

1 comment:

Unknown said...

I am sure there is going to be reels of lines that are going to be attributed to this one event. FED UP OF TEARS....nah...crying is not about gender...

“I love walking in the rain, 'cause then no-one knows I'm crying.”

Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life with a clearer view again....am sure with this we would all see a refreshed Fed