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I have
received many e-mails over the last few weeks encouraging
me…and in some cases, nearly begging me to keep up the
intensity in my writings. I can assure my faithful readers
that I don’t plan to stop the flow of ideas anytime soon.
These e-mails give me insight as well into the male mind and
girls could learn a great deal by listening to what I’m
about to say. Their e-mails further teach me that girls
talk all of the time…to each other. To most men, women
overall are deafeningly quiet.
In other
words, these men are begging me to keep up my intensity
because there are so few women, especially
non-feminists/activists of Asian heritage, with the ability
to express themselves in a logical and public manner.
Feminists and activists try to be logical, but they
typically fail miserably to make their point in any way that
fits into mainstream society due to their quickness to
condemn and inability to control their emotions. I've
read enough of these sites by Asian girls who want to
express their angst, yet come off as even more nuts than the
people about whom they rant. Their opinions are typically
regulated to the internet graveyard of Yahoo Geocities
websites that have not been updated since they graduated
college in the summer of 1998.
Men crave for
strength with a feminine twist. It’s like they found their
long lost sister who used to play with them in the mud until
she discovered makeup, clothes, perfume, boys, and
competition (over things aforementioned) with other women.
Once her priorities changed so does most of her ability to
get dirty like a tomboy and think the part. Estrogen and
progesterone took over her mind and made emotions to be the
greatest influence of her consciousness. I’ve also been
asked questions about whether or not my ability to “take
crap from nobody” results in most men being afraid of me.
The answer is yes and no. For intelligent and thoughtful
men, i.e. most who write me e-mails of encouragement, I’d
say that my ability to express myself makes me more
approachable in their eyes. Furthermore, they treat me like
a sister rather than an object. Sure, there are sexist
remarks slipped in every now and again, but I believe that’s
forgivable as just unconscious ignorance. The problem with
sexual harassment is that most men don’t realize that they
do it. It takes a mother or sister figure to point it out
to them. The majority of men want to “act properly” around
women, but very few girls take the time to teach them.
Think of it as bad breath. You can brush and floss your
teeth, but still have bad breath. Of course, none of the
girls (or guys) you meet tells you explicitly that you are
doing something wrong until your sister tells you that you
stink. At that point you are embarrassed, thinking only of
the bad impressions you have made all day. You’d give
anything to rewind the tape of life.
The men who
would normally view most women like me as just unthinking,
unfeeling objects are repelled by me and choose not to
write. If they were to meet with me in person, they
probably wouldn’t have the slightest idea of what to say to
me. These are the same men that otherwise wouldn’t normally
think twice about approaching me on the street with a “hey
baby” attitude. Again, either they close their browser
after the first paragraph of my writings, or they read in
awe, hardly believing that girls like me actually exist.
But I believe that they would be the first to follow me if I
was nominated to lead.
The truth is
that most girls feel the same way that I express here. The
difference is that they are too shy or feel awkward saying
it directly or have no idea where to begin if asked. It’s
an emotional block, but if you give them time to write out
their thoughts, the truth often comes pouring out. So for
all of you guys out there with a wife or a girlfriend, send
her an e-mail and ask her personal questions. If she comes
to you and asks why you sent her an e-mail, tell her that
you won’t discuss it in person…she has to respond in
writing. You’ll be surprised with what you discover about
her by her answers.
March 2nd,
2005
Due to
(surprisingly) popular demand: How you can contribute to my
website.
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