Just a small rant...

By flawed personality · Jan 4, 2019 · ·
  1. Sometimes, I really hate humans. Not all the time, but fairly often. It can be little things that set me off, like not giving way to a pedestrian waiting to cross the road. Or people at home playing loud music late at night. But sometimes, there are those moments when I can't help but see red. The mist descends, and boy does it linger!
    I admit I have gotten like this more than a few times in my life, though I am much better now than when I was younger.
    Lately, my issue has been with women, specifically. Sometimes I hate knowing that I am one of them. All humans are capable of warped and despicable behaviours, that much is true. But some people, some women, have it down to a fine art. I would admire it if it weren't sinister, self-serving, and manipulative. The power that they can wield is very impressive, but potentially very dangerous.
    I have seen possessive mothers who tell their adult children to be careful crossing the road, and who tell young children that anybody they may show any interest in having as a friend is a low-life, and not to be associated with. I particularly hate when I hear mothers who say to their children things along the line of "Don't run off, cos a nasty man will catch you." Genius! Making children terrified of any and all strangers/males is a brilliant idea. So if they ever get in trouble, and they need outside help, they'll be too anxious to approach anyone. Marvellous parenting.
    Even I am aware that I have some kind of feminine wiles, which I have to be careful when handling. Trying not to phrase things in a certain way, or put the wrong emoji, so it can't be misinterpreted by others. Though I am not the type of person who goes in for manipulation of others, having been on the receiving end of it a few times myself. I try to pride myself on being a rational voice and attempt to give sound advice. I won't say that I am always successful at it, though. After all, I am only human.

Comments

  1. paperbackwriter
    I was lucky my wife wasn't warned about guys like me by her mother.
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