Messed up woman
I spoke with a friend of mine tonight on MSN...just catching up with what's happening in JM. She reminded that she is a "have" (as opposed to a "have-not"), and that she is a trailblazer who does her own thing.
I'll say that this is a girl who talks about other people's private business (including mine), in order to make friends with the hoity toity Jamaican pseudo-aristocracy. She ran back to Jamaica from exile because she didn't know how to fit into a foreign culture where people judge her character and her hard work. The prospect of easy fame and effortless popularity in Jamaica was too seductive.
Problem is, she's still having sex with her ex-boyfriend who beat the shyte out of her just two months ago. I remember receiving a frantic phonecall from a frightened 32-year-old woman, who was attacked by her Jamaican boyfriend, who was mad at her because she refused to support him. I asked her to go to the police. I thought that this would discourage her from staying with him. I can't remember her response.
I supported her, and I tried to encourage her to pull herself together and start over. To not be the victim.
She ranted that many men in her community were rejoicing over the fact that she was humbled in the sight of all men. That her man had done them a big favour by putting her in her place. She was too powerful.
I congratulated her on having done well for herself in the time that she moved back to Jamaica, and for renewing her commitment to her nation. I encouraged her to keep going, and to hold her head high because she was doing what was right and good.
A week later, she told me she was calling the guy who beat her. He responded with insults: "I never said I wanted to talk to you". A week after that, they were having sex because she didn't want to "do without". He was her "nookie supply".
It's none of my business. But anyway, I asked her to leave him alone. To stop going back to him.
She said she did, but a week later, she was dating new men and sleeping with the guy who beat her up.
Tonight, I'm ranting because I now get a lecture on a book called "the art of seduction". It's a pedantic compilation of anti-social utterances by a borderline psychopath who has a cult following of mindless drones. She says "this is good reading" and that the guy is a "thinker".
It makes sense that she's studying the art of seduction from a man's perspective. A man's instructions on how to seduce women. Hmmm... A handbook for daily living? What happened to respect for human nature and individuality? Why the desperate need to control other people?
I adore men. I have met many beautiful, intelligent, and sensitive men. That is why I do not hesitate to write about the dumbass shitheads that I meet. They are the exceptions for me, not the rule, even though I have been in abusive relationships before.
The problem with my friend is that she has already pronounced that all the good Jamaican men are married with girlfriends and babies on the side. So instead of searching for a sweetie-pie, she will keep going back to the one who treats her like crap. The rationale: "I can get nookie without making the effort to socialise". That's Lazy.
It's the same kind of psychologically regressive behaviour that causes sophisticated, financially stable, educated woman to go back to their unemployed, philandering boyfriends.
I have a great deal of sympathy for women in abusive relationships, and there are so many women who can't get out of such relationships. Out of respect for the women who have no personal power, no escape plan, and children to nurture, we educated, pampered women should not disrespect their plight by staying with men who put us down.
The married man in my soap saga is one such personal example. It doesn't matter that his wife and he discussed the idea of his having extra-marital sex. The fact is that she was not a powerful woman in her own right, and she depended on him for financial support. How could she say "no"? By hanging out with him, I was affirming his power over her and reducing her options. Luckily for her, she realised that she had to get herself an education.
With financial, social and personal freedom comes the responsibility to take care of ourselves and to look out for the well-being of others.
I'll say that this is a girl who talks about other people's private business (including mine), in order to make friends with the hoity toity Jamaican pseudo-aristocracy. She ran back to Jamaica from exile because she didn't know how to fit into a foreign culture where people judge her character and her hard work. The prospect of easy fame and effortless popularity in Jamaica was too seductive.
Problem is, she's still having sex with her ex-boyfriend who beat the shyte out of her just two months ago. I remember receiving a frantic phonecall from a frightened 32-year-old woman, who was attacked by her Jamaican boyfriend, who was mad at her because she refused to support him. I asked her to go to the police. I thought that this would discourage her from staying with him. I can't remember her response.
I supported her, and I tried to encourage her to pull herself together and start over. To not be the victim.
She ranted that many men in her community were rejoicing over the fact that she was humbled in the sight of all men. That her man had done them a big favour by putting her in her place. She was too powerful.
I congratulated her on having done well for herself in the time that she moved back to Jamaica, and for renewing her commitment to her nation. I encouraged her to keep going, and to hold her head high because she was doing what was right and good.
A week later, she told me she was calling the guy who beat her. He responded with insults: "I never said I wanted to talk to you". A week after that, they were having sex because she didn't want to "do without". He was her "nookie supply".
It's none of my business. But anyway, I asked her to leave him alone. To stop going back to him.
She said she did, but a week later, she was dating new men and sleeping with the guy who beat her up.
Tonight, I'm ranting because I now get a lecture on a book called "the art of seduction". It's a pedantic compilation of anti-social utterances by a borderline psychopath who has a cult following of mindless drones. She says "this is good reading" and that the guy is a "thinker".
It makes sense that she's studying the art of seduction from a man's perspective. A man's instructions on how to seduce women. Hmmm... A handbook for daily living? What happened to respect for human nature and individuality? Why the desperate need to control other people?
I adore men. I have met many beautiful, intelligent, and sensitive men. That is why I do not hesitate to write about the dumbass shitheads that I meet. They are the exceptions for me, not the rule, even though I have been in abusive relationships before.
The problem with my friend is that she has already pronounced that all the good Jamaican men are married with girlfriends and babies on the side. So instead of searching for a sweetie-pie, she will keep going back to the one who treats her like crap. The rationale: "I can get nookie without making the effort to socialise". That's Lazy.
It's the same kind of psychologically regressive behaviour that causes sophisticated, financially stable, educated woman to go back to their unemployed, philandering boyfriends.
I have a great deal of sympathy for women in abusive relationships, and there are so many women who can't get out of such relationships. Out of respect for the women who have no personal power, no escape plan, and children to nurture, we educated, pampered women should not disrespect their plight by staying with men who put us down.
The married man in my soap saga is one such personal example. It doesn't matter that his wife and he discussed the idea of his having extra-marital sex. The fact is that she was not a powerful woman in her own right, and she depended on him for financial support. How could she say "no"? By hanging out with him, I was affirming his power over her and reducing her options. Luckily for her, she realised that she had to get herself an education.
With financial, social and personal freedom comes the responsibility to take care of ourselves and to look out for the well-being of others.
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