Monday, November 30, 2009

On Pussywhipped Men

I think I have hit upon the explanation of how otherwise smart, interesting, normal men turn into such pussywhipped girls when they meet a particular kind of bitch that all of their friends hate with a passion.

This discovery came about on Amtrak when I was given no choice but to eavesdrop on a conversation between two midlife men. They were sitting across the aisle blabbing about their lives and I was mindlessly checking my blackberry emails and handicapping the Breeder's Cup entries and listening without interest when suddenly the conversation turned to "wimmen." My inner Yenta could not be denied.

The gist of the conversation, centering around the incredibly depressing prospect of weekend activities with soccer games, family entertainment, in laws, was how these men prefer women to "take over" because they are busy with their jobs so they figure an aggressive bossy woman gives them a "break" from being decisive and always in charge. I think that explains it.

Men just cannot be bothered with thinking about anything other than their dicks, their jobs and recreational activities that they alone deem worthy. Anything else is just noise, but acknowledging that there ARE nonwork demands made on them, they become so damned grateful for a bitch to take charge. They don't pay any attention, remember, EVER, to ANYTHING not work or fun related, and having to be decisive at work takes so much out of them that they basically all are vulnerable to the bitch takeover.

The pussywhipped behavior happens when the reckoning comes: when there is a conflict between two competing factions of his life, either friends and family and the BITCH. This is when the chickens come home to roost, when the bitch starts sticking her proverbial high heel in his eye, when the shit hits the fan and he realizes that "UT OH, I'm going to make Broomhilda MAD" and when Broomhilda gets MAD he just has no experience in handling it, so he turns into a girly man. Ergo, friends lose, bitch wins. Because among other things, most men hate conflict believe it or not. The only conflict they engage in is the conflict they chose or the conflict they are stuck with in the workplace.

PW girly man caves in and lets the bitch have her way and that's the way it stays forever and ever because people never change and bad habits like this are just impossible to reverse.

It's not really "sex" related, turns out. It's mind related. It's mental. The term pussywhipped has such a universal understanding that it really is the word to use even if it isn't very accurate.

It is a damned shame and I really don't think there is a cure for a pussywhipped man girl. My father's wife was a horror show from hell on wheels who deserves to burn in hell, so you could say I have plenty of experience with this fact of life.