Comments on: Baby sister http://johnrlong.com/2007/03/28/baby-sister/ I just blather on and on about stuff that interests me, mostly politics and sex and sometimes movies and art. Sun, 19 Jun 2011 14:42:05 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=4.1 By: nina http://johnrlong.com/2007/03/28/baby-sister/#comment-286 Fri, 30 Mar 2007 15:27:37 +0000 http://www.johnrlong.com/2007/03/28/baby-sister/#comment-286 No one gets out alive. Isn’t that the truth?! As I’ve said many times, everyone is crazy…what kind of crazy do you want to deal with?

The problem, for me, is since I’ve experienced a guy who was not only aware of his emotions, fully capable of expressing them and confident (much more so than I on both counts), it’s hard not wanting someone similar or at least with a bit of awareness.

Now as for emotional expression, I sure as hell do not mean that we sit around, constantly talking about our feelings and/or checking in with one another. Heck, many times I can’t sort out my own and need time to process. I think the bottom line for me, is the respect to be heard and the grace to sort things out on both sides…whether together or separate.

By the way, I didn’t intend to tag you…at least, not this time.

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By: laocoon http://johnrlong.com/2007/03/28/baby-sister/#comment-285 Thu, 29 Mar 2007 20:12:15 +0000 http://www.johnrlong.com/2007/03/28/baby-sister/#comment-285 Ah, Nina. All three of you ladies here on my blog after being in our real lives.

First, I need to let other readers know that Nina’s rather politely “tagging” me. Yes, I’m L2 and I have a problem with low self esteem and lack of self confidence. Are there meetings for this?

Just like baby sis, all three of you have your standards. Nina deserves a man who has the security and self confidence she has. Westika is open and tolerant and deserves a man to love her in just that same way. Raven is forgiving and supportive and where is her man? Baby sis wants a man who she can lean on and, alternatively, support.

It seems like these are such reasonable expectations for such outstanding women and yet … and yet … they have not found “The One”. It just isn’t fair, is it?

Get over it, girls.

You haven’t found that guy yet because he doesn’t exist.

Guys who are looking for the perfect Madonna/Whore haven’t found her either. They need to get over it as well. If a guy picks a woman because she’s beautiful he’d best shut up if she’s also a bitch. It’s the choice they made.

Our romantic expectations, male as well as female, are simply resentments that have not yet ripened.

I won’t play.

I just want a lover that won’t make me crazy.

I’ve given up on the smart, talented, beautiful, sexy, compassionate woman I think I deserve.

The very fact that I’ve made such a list of qualities I seek in a woman has set me up for failure.

Same for you gals.

Talk about “shoulding”, Nina. Of course you SHOULD have a guy who has some touch with his emotional human nature. So what?

What price are you willing to pay? There WILL be a price, you know.

Part of the problem is something you just almost put your finger on. A guy who is in touch with his emotions is very unlikely to be confident. He’s always going to be going interior to check his “hole cards.” An emo guy is the guy who is not secure and confident. He’s always vacillating and wondering about and seeking for his emotional reaction. He is not a man of action, self confident and bold. He’s second guessing himself all the time. It’s the way us goofballs are made. we can’t help it. you get one thing, but you’ve got to give up the other. If you want confident and bold, then you are going to get a guy who has learned to ignore his emotional content, his fears and insecurities, and go ahead and haul off and do the thing.

I can pick a woman who is slutty but I’ll give up the virginal mother of Jesus or vice versa I can pick out the virgin and give up the slut. The two things don’t exist in the same space.

The question for all of us is the same. It’s not what we want, it’s not what we deserve and it’s not what should be on some movieworld planet. It’s what can we tolerate? It’s what we can negotiate? It’s what is our best compromise?

For example, Nina, I would say to stop looking for your emotional but secure guy. Start looking for just what you can live with. Do I think you have to settle for some dipshit fuckwad asshole? No. I do think you have to expect us men to be seriously flawed human beings who are capable of all kinds of good things at times but will inevitably fall short of the glory of God at other times. I couldn’t say what you have as flaws. I really didn’t find any. I’m sure you have them. I’ll repeat: pick out your three worst qualities when you are at your very worst and not meeting your ordinary standards for yourself because that’s the level of “flawedness” you must be willing to accept in your man. Same for me, same for everyone.

God help us, no one gets out alive.

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By: nina http://johnrlong.com/2007/03/28/baby-sister/#comment-284 Thu, 29 Mar 2007 12:47:27 +0000 http://www.johnrlong.com/2007/03/28/baby-sister/#comment-284 I read somewhere once that it takes about 10 different relationships in your life to feel “complete.”

The older I become the more I believe this to be true. I am one complex creature, which I struggle to figure out. The different aspects of me as a mother, daughter, sister, friend, and colleague need to be fulfilled as much as being a lover.

No man can be everything to me and I don’t expect him to be.

Yes, of all the things I desire in a man, I would like one who is emotionally available or at a minimum, aware of the emotions that flow through him even if he’s unable to fully express them. Maybe even this is too much to wish for.

As for being a non-bitch, I think most men are far too threatened and/or confused when such a woman appears. Let’s face it, for a man to step up and be with a confident, secure woman who grants him everything he says he’s ever wanted, would in turn take a confident and secure man.

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By: laocoon http://johnrlong.com/2007/03/28/baby-sister/#comment-283 Thu, 29 Mar 2007 06:04:17 +0000 http://www.johnrlong.com/2007/03/28/baby-sister/#comment-283 two of my favorite women, raven and westika. unlike most of the blogosphere, I happen to know both of you in realtime/realworld. And, may I be selfish and broadcast to the world how wonderful you are, each of you and both of you.
First, Westika, I was indeed mostly talking about the bitch who is not selfdefined but is so defined by others. For example, it makes not one single whit of difference that you are a brilliant mind, a talented wordsmith, gorgeous and hot. Not a bit of difference. You and I go out and every single solitary woman over the age of 35 is looking at you and saying the “b-word”. Fact of freakin’ life. There would be no inquiry whatsoever as to your sterling character nor your graduate school grades. That shit would not matter. Whatever imperfection that can be perceived or deniably fabricated would be blown up into epic porportions. Those who are sexually frustrated will add on words like “slut” no matter what your actual sexual practice might be and, believe me, you could be more chaste than a nun and still would be called those names.
You, and Robin also, btw, along with baby sis, have the problem of being 10s. The only men who are brave enough to talk to you in the main are the twos who have fortified themselves with too much whiskey.
The rest of us know better. We don’t believe we live up to the guy we think you deserve and won’t give you the chance to make that choice for yourself.
We’re skeered.
If you’ve been dumped/rejected by a 10, by a world class woman, then you’ve got to admit to yourself that you are a fuck up who fucked up bigtime. You have to believe that that woman, being a 10, has to have good judgment in the matter because she’s world class after all. If we’ve been dumped/rejected by a 10, we finally have to admit to ourselves that we aren’t a 10 after all. Maybe we’re only a six. Or, he wailed, a 4. Do the other guys know? Damn. Really? Damn. Does EVERYONE know I’m only a 4? I hate that.
But I digress, he wrote as Holden Caufield adjusts his funny long billed hunting cap.
Here’s the point: Westika, you are indeed as you describe yourself; you are not, emphatically not, the kind of bitch you describe with that word. What makes you think that not being a bitch will allow you to win? No one wins, honey. No one. The 10s don’t win, the 5s don’t win and the 1s don’t win. Male, female, all same same. The women you describe as bitches? How do you think they got that way? They thought that they deserved to win. They insisted on winning. They planned on winning. It didn’t happen. Never. Not once. No movie romantic comedy in real life. The real woman portrayed by Meg Ryan would have talked endlessly to her real life friend, Rosie O’Donnell, about Tom Hanks, but not once in the history of civilization did a real life woman give up a Tiffany’s engagement ring and go flying off to stalk a Seattle architect. Only in a dream. Only in a fantasy. Only in a movie. And if you DO go flying off to Seattle, hopelessly romantic, looking for your soulmate? You’re a kook. A new age disaster. A slut. Your friends and family will try to get you into rehab. When you find the architect and his darling son you heard on the radio, they won’t look like Tom Hanks. They will look like Jack Black or Ron Jeremey. The kid will be huffing gold paint from a spray can.
Oh, I’m just trying to be funny, you will think. You will accuse me of hyperbole for the sake of humor. Au Contraire.
Those women are pissed off because they, too, thought they were entitled to win. Not having won but refusing to give up, they are trying a second strategy: Treat your man like the worst house on the best block and try to refurbish him until you can sell him off and trade up or get comfortable with your upgrades.
And, you, poor and self sacrificing raven. Ahh, what a teriffic woman you are! I instantly fell for you. Ah, well. Just one question, my little bird: what happens if the man who falls for you is financially secure, emotionally secure if not always available (because he is, after all, a “he”) and sexually secure? How do you show your love to the man who is smart enough, funny enough and good looking enough for someone as bright and lovely as you? If your perfect guy is perfect, he’s handling his problems and then what about you?
We never learn.
You cannot win.
There are no soulmates.
We all get exactly what we are willing to settle for.
(yes, I know. sentence ended with.)

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By: westika http://johnrlong.com/2007/03/28/baby-sister/#comment-282 Thu, 29 Mar 2007 03:36:58 +0000 http://www.johnrlong.com/2007/03/28/baby-sister/#comment-282 Well every single thing you said about women is exactly the oppostie of me. Maybe the ways we’re defining “bitch” are entirely different. By your description, I would be the bitch. But then why don’t I win? Yeah, I would probably be considered the bitch by other women. But I’m defining non-bitch as the woman who totally accomodates the man, does everything he wants, wears the stuff in that picture, gives him space when he needs it, does the slutty shit in the bedroom and gets along with the group in public, maybe even has (or is about to have) that PhD. I mean, seriously. You’re telling me a guy would rather have some woman who yells and screams at him, tells him she hates him, calls him fifty times a day, gets into his shit, puts him in awkward positions publicly, etc. That’s how I’m defining bitch.

Admitting your flaws is one thing, but settling for a life in hell is another.

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By: raven http://johnrlong.com/2007/03/28/baby-sister/#comment-281 Wed, 28 Mar 2007 22:43:19 +0000 http://www.johnrlong.com/2007/03/28/baby-sister/#comment-281 ah, a cynic after my own heart. Reminded me too of a comedy act I saw the other night–Tom Papa–relating how we need to stop it already with our high expectations and just settle. It was freaking hilarious. And rang so true.

Coupla things leave this unclear to me though. I’m not so sure we’re all on the same page when it comes to our individual definitions or understanding of what a “bitch” is. It’s pretty clear that John’s and Erika’s definitions are different. Or what our understanding of “relationship” is…or even love for that matter. I agree with you that we are going at it backwards though. That’s because of my individual notion of what a relationship or “love” is. It’s not about what we get, but what we give. What we’re willing to sacrifice for the good of the other, as a daily chosen vocation…knowing it’s a tough row to hoe, and having and being a humble partner through thick and thin–well, I don’t think most people “looking for love” are of thining these things. But I could be wrong. Anyway, thanks for a thoughtful post.

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