DO WOMEN LOVE MEN ???
WOMEN CHERISH the idea of romance. They worship the idea of marriage. They adore the idea of kids. And that's where it all begins. And ends.
IN THEIR EARLY YEARS, almost all women start out with a starry-eyed view of love.Men don't have much to do with that, either, for the young women are enchanted by the idea of love, not of men. Oh, in the very beginning, women can be impressed by a man's performance in something dangerous, like war. If there is anything more dangerous, they would like that even better. They also like football, or blond hair if he can surf, or if he's such a renegade that they have to sneak him in the back door so the parents don't meet him.
Then the soldier gets so fat that in winter, when he is all bundled up, he gets behind the steering wheel of his pickup truck and can't get out. The football player gets a beer gut and sells insurance, and the surfer goes nowhere. The renegade might be her best bet. He could become a certified electrician.
Women go on with their lives with a sneer.
Women don't love men, but they do like marriage, even after the first romantic notion of a wedding turns into mortgage, car payments, credit-card debts, and somebody to go to the movies with. These are jot bad things ; just the reality. If anything happens to the man, there is insurance and a good chance that the woman will be able to hang on to the house and the car. Because even though many women work, it's still perceived as a man's duty to bear the bulk of the weight.
At the same time, women who work say that theirs is the most meaningful labor, because it is bringing overdue freedom. So the man works like a slob, all his life and now they don't even want him to boast about it.
Women are generally self-sufficient anyway. The truth is that they prefer women to men, but there are things that women need men for, like kids, and a paycheck. Everybody tries to downplay money in most relationships because it is too real ; people would rather fantasize. Today , when a man and a woman are hardly civil to each other, people always say they must be having great sex. It's just too crass to say that they don't have enough money to live apart.
I am listening to a woman who is speaking to her friend at a store that is supposed to be for men but is packed with women. They don't even let you have a store.
The woman is handing the credit card to the sales woman.
"The best thing about being married is knowing that your credit card is gonna go through," the woman says to her friend.
"I hear you," the saleswoman says.
From the very start of his life with a woman, the man is in second place, and through all the years he fails to improve his position. This can be learned by traveling only as far as Kleinfeld's wedding-gown store in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn.
Look up from Kleinfeld's entrance and there, just over the tops of the low commercial buildings, is Verrazano-Narrows Bridge, made of graceful blue-gray steel by men who walked and worked on cables high in the sky, with nothing under them, except the cold harbor waters rushing out to sea.
But inside Kleinfeld's you see the true powers of the universe.
"You didn't even get a picture!" the saleswoman, Judy , says to the young woman.
"I don't know," the woman says back.
"You 're supposed to have a picture so we can get an idea of what you're looking for . Did you look at any magazines at all?"
"Yeah but I don't have them with me."
"It doesn't matter," Judy says, "Just tell me the magazine."
"It was a couple of months back."
"That's all right. Just remember the page number and I can pick the dress out away. I know every page number in these magazines."
The young woman shrugs.
Judy sighs, "I can tell right now you are going to be hard to please."
She motions for the woman to follow her into the great white snowstorm of a sales floor. I asked her, "How much are you going to pay for your dress?"
The young woman says, "Oh , about twelve hundred."
"Where do the grooms go?" I asked Judy.
"Across the street."
Which is Zeller's, a corner shop that rents tuxedos for 'eighty-eight' dollars for the wedding weekend. That's all the man is worth at the wedding, so why should they charge anything more? If the groom brings in complete wedding party for tuxedo rentals, then Zeller's policy reveals the absolute truth : They give the groom his tuxedo for nothing, and that's exactly what he is.
There , is this man who doesn't look like a new groom. He wants a change in the order he gave previously, wanting another boy instead of his own son, to be the best man , because the church doesn't confirm the son yet.
"No!" the kid says. "That's for the babies"
"You have to!"
"I'll be the best man. No ring baby."
"You have to," the father says, looking at his watch. "We got nothing to say about it. This is her wedding."
Valenti, the man at Zeller's, says, "You get a new best man, we just add a tuxedo. Nothing to it. You got seven tuxedos for the wedding party already. I just have to add one more to your order. That's no problem. All it costs you is another eighty-eight dollars. You set now?"
The guy walks outside with his kid and waits in the early spring chill for his second wife-to-be to come out of Kleinfeld's. There is nothing for him to do.
Women just want something done. What it takes for man to do it, is just not their concern.
Source : Esquire
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