Thoughts on Women

Thinking.   So far as I can tell, men think in linear terms: A > B > C, 1 > 2 > 3.   Women think in non-linear terms:  A > bread > Friday.  We get in trouble for assuming the opposite sex thinks the same way we do.  They don’t.  And since we don’t think the same way we’re in a poor position to predict their behavior no matter how well we know them.  Certain trends based on familiarity are the best we can do.  Men seem to be better than women at acknowledging that this difference exists, but as noted we’re limited in our ability to compensate for it. 

Relative vs. GF/Wife.   I don’t recall ever having any major problems with my mom, sister, or any female relatives.   All of them treat me fairly and honestly.  Which is a sad and strong contrast to my experience with women in a romantic context.

I’ve really had three major relationships, with women I’ll identify as LC, GG, and LS.   Each of these had their ups and downs and the first two are over as romantic relationships, though I remain on friendly speaking terms with LC.  I won’t complain about any of them, though I will comment as I see fit.

Honesty & Consistency.  Consistency is sadly a concept I rarely see recognized or followed by women, particularly women in a romantic relationship.  The most egregious example was when I was with GG in Bucharest.  Her husband – who she was supposedly in the process of divorcing – apparently had a GF on the side back in Holland.  This pissed her off big time.  Mind you, she also had a French BF who she was living with before, AND a Romanian BF who was himself married.  In addition to me.  So for awhile she had FOUR different men at the same time.  Then again, I suppose I should mark her down as the extreme end of inconsistency.

For men, so far as I can tell, 5% are scrupulously honest:  they would tell the truth about literally anything, even if it meant going to prison or dying.  At the other extreme are 5% who are hopeless liars, lying about everything, even when the truth is actually more favorable than the lie.  In the middle are the 90% who are mostly honest but lie occasionally when it’s in their best interests to do so for compelling reasons, e.g. to avoid jail or being killed.  They apply this honesty to friends and relatives equally to GFs or wives.  Perhaps marginally less honest with strangers or adversaries.  

For women, that 5% scrupulously honest do not exist.  Nope.  I’d say women are almost scrupulously honest (95%) with their male relatives (brothers, fathers, sons, etc.) and fairly honest (70%) with their husbands or boyfriends.  With strangers and adversaries that number drops to below 50%.  

Sadly, the women I dealt with were not completely honest with me.  I’m not talking about times at which we might have been fighting, arguing, or on bad terms, either broken up or about to break up.  I mean at the peak time at which we were on best terms, intimate, in love, and considering marriage.  Even at those times I could not count on 100% honesty from these women.  To encounter incomplete honesty at the optimal points in the relationship is disconcerting. 

Notwithstanding the sad circumstances under which some of these relationships have ended, I still look upon all of them favorably.  April 2006 in Bucharest was fun.  Five trips to Rio de Janeiro were enjoyable.  Trips to L.A. (2010) and Paris (2017) were also enjoyable and unforgettable.  I will not complain.  However, I would warn my male readers to always use your brain and never let love turn it off.  And I also bring this up to admonish my female readers to critically examine their own behavior relative to their loved ones and not solely focus on whether their male companions are treating them fairly or honestly.  It’s a two way street.

Women

All women are different.

Some are nice, warm, loving, caring, affectionate; some are cold, cruel, evil, nasty bitches.

Some need a man 24/7 to define them, they go nuts unless they have a boyfriend or husband; some are independent and only hook up when they really like the guy, and can get along on their own.

Some are greedy, insatiable for money; some don’t really care about money or material goods.  All women love to shop, to various degrees.

Some are smart, some are stupid stupid stupid!  Watch out – some of the “dumb” ones are sandbagging!  And occasionally you find “smart” ones who aren’t as smart as they think they are.

Some are exciting, some are dull.

Some women are flirtacious and make every guy think she’s interested in him (these women are popular, I wonder why!); some are cold and contemptuous even with men they do like; but most tend to be warm with men they like, cold with men they don’t like, and polite with the rest.

Some are pretty, some are stunning, some are average, and some are...well, less so.

Some are loyal and faithful, some are cheating.

Some are short, some are medium, some are tall.

Some love sex and have voracious appetites; some don’t care for it; and some simply enjoy it but don’t seem to care much about it.

Some believe that size matters, others believe it doesn’t if the guy doesn’t know how to use it.

Some are white, some are black, some are Asian, some are Latina/Portuguesa/Brasileira – and of course, some are mixture of these.

Some are skinny, some are BIG, some are voluptuous – though women can and do gain and lose weight.

Some women can debate politics, some women can’t be bothered to think of such things (“fiddle dee dee”).

Some are sharp, some are normal, and some are downright crazy.

Some go crazy a certain time of the month, others seem to be stable all month long.

Some like older men, some like men their own age, some like younger men.  Some even like other women, though I believe bisexuality, like lesbianism, is a small minority and not as prevalent as some guys seem to want to believe.

Some women will sleep with any man who pays their rent; some have morals and standards and cannot be bought at any price (yes, those women DO exist – though the first group would prefer to believe otherwise...)

Some are wise, though not perfect; others are fools, doomed to make the same mistakes over and over, never learning or changing.

Some women have a refreshingly accurate impression of their own self-worth; others suffer from excessively low self-esteem; and yet others seem to think of themselves as goddesses, worthy of everything and entitled to settle for nothing less.

Some are honest (relatively so!), while others will lie about anything to anyone at any time.

Some women make great mothers; others are selfish and should be sterilized against their wills (“You! Out of the gene pool!”) because even these women seem to want children.

Some know how to wear makeup, wear clothes, or fix their hair; others seem to slap on makeup with a paintbrush (usually the less attractive ones who believe makeup will make an ugly girl pretty – no, it just makes an ugly girl into an ugly girl with too much makeup); and others don’t wear makeup at all, either beause they are stunning or because they can’t be bothered.

Some women smoke, some toke, and some don’t smoke anything at all.  Same thing with booze.

Some women exercise, some exercise until they get married (!), and some don’t exercise at all.

Some women work and expect to support themselves and pay their fair share of the household; some do the bare minimum – especially if they’re between rich boyfriends/husbands – but eventually expect some guy to support them so they can sit on their ass or shop all day, or fool around while he’s at work trying to satisfy her insatiable desire for wealth for its own sake (t-shirts: “you better make more than I can spend” and “size doesn’t matter as long as you buy me stuff”).

Some have beautiful voices, some have average voices, some sound like Darth Vader (heavy smokers).

Some women read books (those things with words and no pictures or ads), others just read fashion magazines, recipes, or Cosmo.

 The list goes on.  Every woman is different and special, in her own way.