I often wonder if the men here are castrated as a prerequisite to be admitted into this school.
Just recently I have encountered too many situations in which I have to look at the man and be ashamed to call him my brother. There have been times when I have looked at my guy friends and had to ask them, "Where is your penis?"
I apologize if you find this vulgar, or you're a guy and you're reading this. I would not want your job for the life of me. I feel incredibly lucky to be free of the social demands men have; I've just never seen any of the implied "man's work" carried out. I could count the sincerely strong men I've met in my life maybe using both hands. And people wonder why I often lapse into heartless wench mode.
Yesterday while we were finishing up a game of pool, Willoughby said, what came to me as random, "I don't have enough balls for you."
To that I replied, "You could have." You just decided I wasn't worth the effort.
Who I Am (Reader's Digest Version)
- Deedee Knickerbocker
- I'm a college student, a Christian, and a dreamer. I love life, as fickle as it is. I believe in people, as much as they may want to hide their potential. And I know I can make a positive mark on this world, no matter what They say.
2 comments:
I wonder if in most cases it has less to do with the male-types at Judson as it does to do with the demasculinization of men in American society in general. Or maybe that's just me trying to rationalize the problem away...
I wouldn't say American society, but it's more of an Evangelical Christian phenomenon. I see it a lot in churches, both evangelical and non, where "men" just aren't quite men. As far as the heartless wench mode is concerned... haha!!! So true! Side note, who is Willoughby?
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