The unfair advantage

The ultimate unfairness in the world is the unfair stature that us men have been bequeathed with. The popular saying goes, “Good girls go to heaven and bad girls can go anywhere.” If it continued, one would possibly read, “…and boys, irrespective of good or bad, go mad, or go home, or both!”
Nothing angers me more than seeing the endless debates on equal rights: what is it that women want really!? It’s as if the lion wants to hand over his crown and mingle with the commonplace prey and sultry.
Women have always had the freedom to choose where they wish to be seen, or with whom, and it is only a matter of finding a man in charge, who will then willingly oblige and acquiesce to not only letting them in, but to practically own the place. From nightclub VIP sections to airline upgrades, cushy seats at the theatre to a taxi, to ever standing in any line that has more than three people. Women, single or grouped, are eternally welcome. Stag men are about as welcome as the Black Plague.
Which then explains why men hold a grouchy grudge against women, especially when they banter about equal rights. The world already favours women and is man-hostile. For men, destiny is as much of a democracy as an abattoir: a shaman has more control over world climate than a man does over his own destiny. And yet, when we are tagged along for lame equal-rights rallies, we feel only further emasculated. Maybe in the villages, where the situation is lot more tense and grave, such is applicable but if education has impaired us one way, it is definitely in submitting humbly to the prowess that is women. This equal rights malarkey is even killing chivalry, terming it as chauvinism, and young girls today are inept at telling the difference.
And the only reason most men don’t hire a pretty girl is because they are already married to a spawn of Satan, or their lawyer has warned them against having to defend them in yet another sexual harassment suite at the workplace. Apart from that, there is nothing a man can do that a woman can’t do better and, unfortunately, that includes peeing standing up. So stuff the equal rights and allow us to woo you, old school!

The writer is a lover of women and also a sommelier

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