‘Bloody Men’
October 30, 2009 –
I have had a few instances in my life where I have heard that phrase – ‘Bloody Men!’. The first time I can remember it was when I was a little lass and there I was amongst these big strapping older ladies. Terrifying they were and frankly not very nice either. Bullies really. I was working…, well you dont need to know where I was working but anyway, this one lady in particular kept saying that ‘Bloody men’ as though all the ills in the world fell squarely on the shoulders of the male species.
I didnt like it then (as a wee thing) and I still dont like it now. This lady, when I look back was a miserable person really. Someone unfulfilled and bitter. I can see that now. As a young girl, I knew there was something not quite right with her but I didnt know enough then to tell. I wonder what she is doing now and more importantly how she sees the world now.
The thing is men arent ‘bloody’. Actually men are alright, more than alright. And I am not saying this as a marketing ploy purely for this blog or website. Oh no. Anyone who knows me will know I like men. I really do. Most of my best friends are men. I am a rubbish friend for females. I dont keep in contact constantly and go shopping and all that stuff. I love my male friends because they are low maintenance. They dont care if I havent called them for 6 months. ‘Hey you, Lets go out, grab some supper!’ they say, when I call after months and months of zero contact. And I smile because they say that. I obviously have female friends and I like them very much, I do, and I enjoy the conflab.
But men, I like them. Forget about the sex thing. I like men because we are different ( a little bit) but the same you know. I do appreciate that difference but the more I get to know you (men), the more I like you. I think you are kind and fair and funny and sometimes even wise :)
I have (apparently) a man’s sense of humour. I lived in a village once and it is the law, in a village to pop into the pub once in a while. You have to dont you? Well, it was an anthropologist’s dream. Couples would walk in together and then segregate into male or female enclaves. Except me, I never did. I always ended up with the boys. Not because I was a vamp, and wanted to flirt. No. Just because I felt more comfortable and had more fun with them. I never wanted to be with the ladies talking about….. well all sorts of stuff that never interested me. I liked to make the fellas laugh.
So you can see why I get a bit peeved when I hear that phrase dont you? Oh I know some fellas can be a right royal pain in the derrier, but then again, so can some women. It may be a thing you say when you are married. I was married once and I never thought that. Not about men in general. Its sexist and like all the ‘ists – a little bit , no a lot yuk.
I have heard several comments on trains directed at guys lately that quite frankly, if they were said to women, there would be a right royal punch up. Thats not fair is it? We (women) cant expect men to respect us and treat us properly if we cant repay that courtesy.
So this (apparently it’s called) misandry, no I dont like it at all.
