Deb
Oh my God, where should I start? Well, besides reading your
bullet-pointed litany of what Heartless Bitches justifiably lament with
increasingly vocal sighs of affirmation (there ARE women out there who see this,
think this, feel this, too!) I can, hmmmmmmmm, well, offer occasional input as a
Heartless female attorney who despite rather noteworthy academic achievements,
found herself upon entering the "real world of law" mired in classic "old-boy"
antics and unspoken, but nonetheless rigorously adhered-to sexist, frequently
misogynistic rules governing the local legal arena (take your pick of location,
they flourish virtually everywhere.) Actually, I was being kinda facetious with
that one, but it is true, my Heartless, bitter Bitchiness knows no boundaries
when the discussion turns to law and male attorneys.
Well, putting the above aside for a minute, I mean, I
can't think of a good reason why you wouldn't want me! haha I am 47,
single, never been married, (no kids) belong to Mediawatch.com, and enjoy
the fairly frequent cold calls I make to the purveyors of soft porn (your local
advertising agency, or worse, electronics corporation) or sexist,
female-objectifying publications or policies run rampant in this quaint little
"anything goes" society we find ourselves in. Personally, I sense the
current big boob/easy access porn addictions currently taking hold in the lives
of most single (of course, that's no qualifier) men is pretty much a backlash to
whatever strides of equality women may have achieved in recent
years/decades.
Whenever I am accused by the current single male in my life (which ain't
often, I might add), of wanting/needing to have some control over the
relationship or his manipulative actions (many of which are of the
"crazy-making" variety) I like to come back with a simple, "That's
R-I-I-I-I-G-H-T !!!" Or, when I sense I am being played by a player, (who
has his own unaddressed emotional baggage which he feels above having to address
before taking up with yet another woman, and therefore is incapable to
expressing his feelings for me), instead hiding behind the "we're just friends"
crap, I like to end the captious conversation with an "I LOVE you! I
LOOOOOVE you!" only because I know this is what he feels but can't being himself
to admit it. hahaha ... oh my gosh, that DOES sound Heartless, now doesn't
it? I'm not over the top am I? Please say it ain't so! :)
I actually met a few guys recently (college-educated/mid to late 40s) who
have informed me they are actively searching the "inventory" of Russian women
who are willing to leave their native land on the verbal promise of an American
man to be their husband. "These women know how to treat a man, they know
what a man wants. American women? All they care about is their
rights." Can I puke now? I can't stand it. Please ... while
you may in fact be Heartless Bitches in many respects, know that you will upon
allowing me to join, be evincing a large heart towards ME(!) in that I will no
longer feel isolated, and a lone voice attempting to counteract the insanity.
Country: United States
Yes! I want to read more from Real Life Heartless Bitches
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