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(The above title's a quote from Tumblr.)
*To fellow readers:
This article might perhaps be extremely vulgar, dauntingly critical of a particular species and biased.
I apologise for the content that might be blatantly false for some- but they've been more than a consolidated truth for me. However this stays an astronomically exaggerated Account and it doesn't apply to all the guys out there.*
Yes. Boys are a species that I'm never ever gonna adore. I might admire, love or respect them. But adoration is something that I doubt I would be able to feel for them-although I’m not ashamed to admit that I did adore one for a while (No, it’s not the imaginary friend this time -_-). But let’s forget about that- it’s passé now.
To cut it short-It takes a lot more
than you think to tolerate boys. I wonder how some do that though. Perhaps it's
because they are so love blinded. But Boys-like in BOYS normally disgust me.
Normally. Because I've met some who have
weirdly been an exception to this law I have created. They've been the ones who
have actually been able to 'sweep me off my feet' as my friends place it,
because obviously Rhea is known as the adamant man hater and to put guys and
herself in one frame is like trying to mix to immiscible liquids. But to be
honest these sane guys for sure, have been gentlemen in contrast to those I
initially based my line of thinking on. I wonder where they had been back then-
but that does not really matter. All that matters is that I acknowledge the
fact that there are some guys who do hold the door for you. Some who do lend
you their hands. I know some who have this nice, polite way to talk. And the
pinnacle of gentlemanliness and elegance.
But I also know that this doesn't mean
that they use a totally different language during those light bantering with
their ''BROTHERS'' (As they so much insist to place that way.) I know their
interactions are full of curses and swear words. Their veiled behaviour hides
those innumerable hours spent watching pornographic videos and reading sex
magazines. Behind those very well set up courtship displays lies only facades, masquerades
and falsified truths. And to crown it all, those muscular bodies, lanky and
broad chest, bearded jaw line, hair chest and deep Vs..(Not to mention all the
kinky words that throw girls into reverie...) for me does not necessarily match
up their words, thoughts and feelings. It’s always been: What's the point of
having the charm, the charisma and the sex appeal when they can't really live
up to it in having a high enough emotional quotient or are able to help people
out?!
I have always hated male displays of
prowess. For sure, that protectiveness, possessiveness and perverted mind do at
times make them sexy, magnetic and a major turn on-But together with that ought
to come the understating of how to behave around girls. (Again- I'm not here
speaking for all of them.)
There’s something that some need to be
understand. Spraying tonnes of perfume does not want to make us throw ourselves
at you. *Those moments I just know that a boy has walked into the class-no not
because I intuitively knew it- but because my nostrils flared up when the
perfume particles tickled my nose!*
And how about those guys for whom
cigarette is merely an extension of their lips sand alcohol the blood that
courses down their veins. My teenage hood was given it's kick start with
exposure to boys who made it a point to price their masculinity and macho
demonstrations was inflicted on us through those perpetual bullies by paper
flyers, verbal abuse and excessive use of a dirty, vulgar and wasted- I can't
even label that language.
And what were they? Only in their 14s? Pfft.
Some seem to live to whistle.
The main reason why I've banished boys
from my scope of adoration is because of their greater influence-ability to
succumb to this drugs addiction because of peer pressure. And believe it or
not, from a sociological approach, males are the most easily influenced and
susceptible to faster and deeper internalisation of values that pleasure them.
(That of keeping women on a lower pedestal, that of boozing till the next
morning, that of glorifying patriarchy.) Principally, I have refused to
understand males, because it seemed to me that they can only be perfect
products of society and their brains are restricted to the dominant non
changing ideologies if a rotten society. But I believe in the meanwhile I had
forgotten that I had not given myself enough time to know more of the opposite
sex. I can't regret this, for I live the person I've grown into without really
having any boys in my life. Not even my elder cousins.
You know those guys who try to peak
through your blouse to determine your bra colour? And those who try to stare
beyond your calf. And how about those classmates that sneak into your T-shirt
when you bend to look into a microscope?
Or even those who cough when you move
in front of the class wearing a backless? Ouh and wait- how about those who
literally dare touch you or caress you awkwardly while walking? And those
exaggerated perverted long stares that dudes give you? And how about that day
where you finally dare ask a question in a class where you are sure nobody
understands a thing- and everyone looks back at you like you are a monster? Oh
and those open checking outs? "Yeah Man- 10-36-22?!"
MEN: I remember those incidents friends also
recounted. Apparently some men even dare open their zip to show you their penises-
right like anyone was interested in looking at that ugly stuff. See there's a
reason as to why movies show boobs and not penises. I know those instances
where man sitting back in the bus try to get as close to you as possible such
that their thigh stick to yours. And they open their legs as if they are
getting a sadist's entertainment! And when you're about to get down they
literally dare slither their hands up your thigh inside your skirt? And some
follow you for some days! And then, when you are at those chic parties and an
arm suddenly surrounds your waist as if your body belongs to them????!!!!!! To
be honest- it appeared to me that men took it for granted that women's body
can be used in any way and disposed off in the most freakish way. Hellllloooo??!
And for most of the part, some drivers
mistake their steering wheels' horn for their testis! Dude, public masturbation
is a violation of social codes of conduct!*When you are walking on the road and
are apparently the weaker sex?*
Go cut your thing off! They should be
expedited to Ancient Rome so that their testicles could be crushed!Ouuffff!! Detesting
guys is really not a hard task. Just think of them as those barbaric who no
matter what resort to degrading themselves. And to be honest, these are episodes
that occur in tuition- a place where people are getting education and in public
places- where eye witnesses are meant to be present to condemn asshole
behaviour.
In a sense, by not stopping such
things- our world speaks a lot for itself. Seems like even commoners love to
have such demonstrations of sex and gender disparities.
Now imagine those dark alleys of the
world.
-2012 to 2013 Rants, again- just an exaggerated account!
Critiques to this Posts, collected from Reddit.com
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