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Monday, May 3, 2010

Spoiled people

Much debate has been devoted to the subject of spoiled children and how unattractive that is. It sucks out their very cuteness when they behave like a spoiled brat. But little conversation has been devoted spoiled adults, which in my opinion are ten times worse. Spoiled children manifest themselves in pretty uniform ways, screaming, throwing themselves in the middle of the cereal aisle at the grocery store, whining incessantly through church service or a dinner at a friend's house etc. And children behave badly is due to their tender age, their inability to fully express themselves verbally and add to that feelings of frustration. But once children are understood and they know that you get what it is that they are trying to tell you and no you will not buy them those sweets, they generally stop behaving badly. Of course there are always exceptions to the rule.

Spoiled adults manifest themselves many different forms and sometimes you won't recognize it until the behavior has exhibited themselves for awhile. There is nothing more unsightly than seeing a grown man sulk, yes, men are the worst offenders. Men have the luxury to be spoiled, women don't. We have to work, we have to keep our house in order and we just don't have the time or inclination to whine and moan about anything and everything, we just get on with it. 

If this current recession has show us anything is that women are made of stronger stock. We don't come home and shoot our families to death and then burn down the house because we lost our jobs and made a few bad investments. We don't physically abuse other people because things are going badly at work or that we feel the strain of having to prop up our whole households by ourselves. We have had to prop up our households anyways, regardless if our husbands had a job. Women do what they have to do without consideration to pride and ego. The welfare of the family comes first.

Sorry, I am suffering from a bout of misandry today. 

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