You know, I never really had the talent to write a good blog header, or for any essay, paper... any of that. Something I just don't know how to do. In part, the title probably wont have anything to do with what I'm about to say, then again all of my blogs turn into rants, rambles, and just a bunch of random garble thrown together. And I tend to digress... if you have not already noticed! With this said, lets just start this thing.
So what, today is the the 6th of February, the month of love. Yes, indeed. I have not had so much experience in this area, but for you love birds out there, I'm sure your all getting hyped up for this. Something to note though, don't you believe that the holiday of St. Valentine's Day just a little... well, over the top? It seems to me that people, mainly women get so wrapped up in the idea of love, and the perfect event. It seems that they are setting the bar up so high that they in essence are setting themselves up for disappointment. I am of course talking about teenage women, whom as far as I can tell are very immature when it comes to making such decisions in relationships, and get there heads in the clouds about the perfect man from the mass media.
A quick note from the topic, I know I am sounding like one of those guys whom just attacks people, and writes the flaws of them. I hate to get into that topic, but hey, I just want to give my opinion on how I see it happening.
I've read several articles in the School paper The Investigator, the name coming from the school mascot a gator. An exact copy of the gators down in FL (Yes I am talking about the college).
There seems to be a big issue of this whole relationship with the younger generation of preteen to teenagers and the mass media, mainly in the cinema. You see, we are seeing more and more girls going out and looking for the picture perfect man, something you are probably not going to find in this day and age. Today, with shows trying to appeal to a male audience you will find that they seem to be more degrading to women. The ideal image of the male roll from Victorian America seems to have been scrapped for something much more simple. I don't even notice men holding open doors anymore. It's rare to come by. It seems to me that the real gent is hard to come by. The moral lessons simply are not being taught these morals by our parents, peers, and the media. Just to prove my point that woman in this world are probably not going to find that perfect man to fill there massive void that they have set up for themselves.
Its just been driving me nuts thinking about it. People dreaming about vampires from books such as the Twilight series, or Troy from A High School Musical. It's probably not going to happen. I say the only way to fix this is to reverse our modern morals to something more replicating the past. Yes, we can be modest about it, I'm not saying we need to be a bunch of picture perfect men in tuxes walking around with our canes and top hats. With our pocket watches, always checking the time. I'm just saying bring back some of the etiquette of the past. Guys, just open the door for others, its not that hard. Sure you may wait a few extra seconds before you enter the building, but its worth it. Trust me after you get do tasks like this, or helping anyone that may need it, picking something up, you feel great. I cannot really explain it, it's just a great feeling of doing something. As for you ladies, or dolls as I like to say sometimes. Step up and realize that you may not be able to find the perfect man. I also say in a new age for something, can you please take hold and make an approach to some men. I have taken note that some of the nicest men that I know, whom know true moral values are usually the silent ones.
I realize that I sound a little degrading to women after reading this through, and I am sorry. I just don't know how to word it without sounding so harsh. I just see it as the olden days before the mass media and the depictions of the perfect man, it was rare to label so many as freaks or geeks. It was a little different. I am sorry, I really cannot explain it that well.
Look at how long this little thing became... see, I'm so verbose. So with this I guess I'll end.
-Takahashi
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