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Post by Crazy Horse on Jun 24, 2013 12:38:17 GMT 1
Not equal, but different. An unusual title for my latest thought dear forumites, but appropriate. Having been born a male and have so far been very pleased to be so, I want to talk about men and women being equal. Oooh yes, I can hear the interest and your opinions already taking shape as I type. It seems that in this PC day and age everyone wants to be the same, instead of enjoying the differences. As you might know, I am a PC free area now, as I am retired and can now speak as I have always thought. Now, some of you may have noticed that there is a difference between men and women. Good, I won't have to explain that bit then. The Chinese have the philosophy of Yin and Yang, two opposites dependent upon one another to make the whole. Thus, I believe it is the same with men and women. Without my wife, I would be incomplete and it is the same for her, or so she assures me. Are we equal though? Answer, no. Now before you go off and assume that I am being sexist (I loathe that word) or chauvinistic (another loathed word), I am not. Let me explain..... I am able to do various tasks more easily in this life than my wife can. Equally, (I thought I would throw that word in to keep the interest) she can do various tasks more easily than I might manage. That is the difference between us, but by both working together, we make the whole. For instance, I am physically stronger and able to work for longer at the tasks that require this attribute. My wife is perfectly capable of doing these tasks, but not as well. She however, is brilliant at taking care of our home, ensuring that we have all we need in the day to day routine of things. I could do them, but I would have to find the washing machine instructions first and then hope that everything did not turn a uniform shade of colour when it should be white. Small stuff I hear you say, not to me dear reader, not to me. We both enjoy what we are. Let me tell you a short story, are you ready?...... Not long ago, I was in the shopping centre (a moment of utter madness, not to be repeated unless absolutely necessary) and was about to enter a large store. At the same time, a young lady approached the door. Being a courteous man I opened the door for her so that she might go in first. She turned to me and said, in a haughty voice, "I am quite capable of opening a door for myself thank you." I was quite shocked as you might imagine. After my initial surprise, I gathered my wits and replied. "OK then, do just that". I walked through the door in front of her, then firmly closed the door behind me. The security chap who was standing just inside the door and had witnessed the event could barely suppress his laughter. "Game, set and match to me then", I said to him as I passed by. "I couldn't possibly comment", he said, smirking from ear to ear, which said everything! By the way, I always open doors for my wife, she enjoys the courtesy and appreciates the thought. What happened to the signs saying "Ladies" and "Gentlemen"? They have been replaced by "stick people" notices, truly a sign of the times. As the French and I say, Vive le difference! Apologies for the long post and it having absolutely nothing to do with aircraft, I have some time on my hands at the moment.
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Post by renard80 on Jun 25, 2013 0:22:20 GMT 1
As the French and I say, Vive le difference! Mais non, mon ami! The French say, "Vive LA difference" (with an accent over the first 'e'). A sensible country, even their language differentiates between male and female. Which puts me in mind of the English tourist in Paris who called the waiter after finding a fly in his soup. "Regardez!" he said indignantly. "Le mouche! Le mouche!' The snooty French waiter hardly glanced at the insect before chiding the Englishman. "Non, monsieur! C'est LA mouche! LA mouche!" "Bloody hell!" said the tourist, much impressed. "You certainly have amazing eyesight."
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Post by hghost on Jun 25, 2013 3:48:28 GMT 1
CH in today's society I have witnessed and am witnessing the remake of the Gender roles . Women dress and act and talk like men, as where men dress, act and talk like women . The woman's voice has become deep and husky in tone, blue jeans and work boots and flannel shirts replaced skirts, dresses and heels. Men in aprons, sissy voices and standing behind the washing machine and changing the babies diapers.....Sad indeed in my opinion.
I to am retired and speak my mind . Seems women are not teaching women to be women...and men are not teaching men to be men....now it is the Political correct agenda...do not offend anyone, allow anything and accept and tolerate everyone.....Sorry....a man is made to be a man and a woman is made to be a woman....they do indeed compliment each other in a natural and perfect union that fits with amazing accuracy...and well they must . But these who pretend to be what they are not and try to take the role of the other and worse totally take that role physically in all areas of life...is utter sickening to me....and as useless as tits on a boar hog.....they may be there but no matter how often they get pulled on its not going to produce the goods to feed the kids......So it is with the mixed up gender roles in our society.
CH you are truly blessed to have that Better half.....with you everyday.
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Post by Crazy Horse on Jun 25, 2013 7:02:34 GMT 1
Renard, Thanks old mate for the French lesson. I actually put that little le/la "mistake" in just for you to comment upon, I know that you have an eagle eye for these things. I would have done the acute accent over the e but I couldn't work out how to do it on my keyboard. LOL. BTW your lovely story is one of my favourites! We might have been separated at birth except that you are somewhat more mature in years than I. hghost, Yes, truly blessed. We have been together for a long time. As for women dressed like men, I agree with you, however I have to say that Sigourney Weaver looked rather fetching in the Alien films, at least to this old chap. Remember, VIVE LA DIFFERENCE! (I still can't work out how to get the acute accent).
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Post by renard80 on Jun 25, 2013 23:05:44 GMT 1
Renard, . . . I actually put that little le/la "mistake" in just for you to comment upon, I know that you have an eagle eye for these things. BS, CH! (As for the accent, I too don't know how to do them, and can't be bothered to find out.
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Post by Crazy Horse on Jun 26, 2013 8:28:30 GMT 1
Renard, . . . I actually put that little le/la "mistake" in just for you to comment upon, I know that you have an eagle eye for these things. BS, CH! (As for the accent, I too don't know how to do them, and can't be bothered to find out. Ah, Renard, Your reply has cut me to the quick. Me, Crazy Horse, BS? Never Sir. The only time that is used is when the roses need mulching and the gardener chappies get that from the local farmhands. You do not realise that the last time Lady CH and I were gracing Paris with our presence (together with just a couple of servants) I was mistaken (on numerous occasions) for a native speaker of that wonderful French language. Rather a compliment I felt. Lady CH was absolutely astounded by my repetoire, but then I do like to surprise her, it keeps her on her toes, so to speak. Honi soit qui mal y pense. Oh, I do like this banter, it is almost as enjoyable as MARMITE soldiers with boiled eggs.
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