I really think that Gloria Steinem threw a monkey wrench into things. I enjoy being a woman. I have no desire to be equal to a man. Yes, I like doors being opened for me.
Originally Posted by Ansley
I believe many men are still quite willing to open doors for their women, etc. Chivalry isn't dead, but it did and continues to get kicked squarely in the balls for its own sake; I've had more than a few women who were insistent that I not do such things for them, explaining to me that they were perfectly capable of doing for themselves.
Fine.
In yesteryear it was the responsibility of the man to take care and look after the woman in his life. In turn she supported him and his career, and of course stroked that ego of his.
I'm curious: which yesteryear do you speak of? Sounds to me as if you describe a Victorian-era relationship, perhaps post-Vict and post-WWII.
I was raised in a rural environment, farming, and women--while still considered and treated as inferior to men--were expected to and did work the land to provide for the family, as well as maintained a household and raised children.
Supporting a man's career? Stroking his ego? Synonymous terms, yes? Are we talking about women who also kept a house in order, raised children, etc., or are we talking prized hens with nannies to mind the rugrats and little else to occupy the wife's time beyond shopping, banging the lawn-boy (
) and spending hours gossiping with other bored wives?
While women are busy trying to be equal, we have pushed men right out of their role. It seems they get bored and go on to the next 'plaything.' Why wouldn't they? Women of today don't need a man.
I prefer independent women. I also prefer cats to dogs. Hopefully, my comparison is clear, but I can expound if needed.
I desire women, want them, perhaps "need" them on those grounds alone, but I've no desire to reproduce or to be a provider for another adult just to be able to have a woman around 24/7.
I think many women think similarly; they can provide for themselves, and men are no longer needed for their security.
I do not believe I could ever live comfortably with a dick-and-paycheck kind of gal.
And while it might be more difficult to find a woman who enjoys me for me, a relationship based on like and lust, I'd rather fly solo than yield to the diminished returns found in a June Cleaver type.
Viva Zappatista!