--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Duveyoung <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > Judy, > > Me? I feel like De Niro -- you talkin' to me? Judy, with your > magnificent brain, are you imagining me trying to rape and murder?
Metaphorically, yes, indeed, with words. You go on to quote parts of the attempt, so you know exactly what I'm talking about. <snip> > I flamed you in the past, so now, what?, you've decided that any > White Knightism on my part has to be countered with your attacking > me? When another woman describes your "White Knightism" in terms like this-- [Bronte wrote:] > Only when something tender is in the environment, making the atmosphere soft and safe, does that tender side come out. Edg is the kind of man who brings out that side in women. <snip> And the man who can see and value the softness in a woman, even the kick-ass ones, is the man who can win any woman's heart. <snip> > So if Edg wants to "tilt at windmills" and stand up for delicate damsels that most people say don't exist, we women hear him and a tear wells up in our eye because we understand. --I think it's important to point out that you're perfectly capable of turning off all that tender protectiveness and attacking one of those "delicate damsels" with all the viciousness at your command when you're feeling threatened by her tough exterior. <snip> > Ah, it still feels so right to flame back. How was that for you, > Judy? The above was me being triggered for the words "liar and > fuckhead," *Your* words "liar and fuckhead," remember? <snip> > I confronted Barry about his nonchallance about the possibility > of being a predator, and you, a woman, seem okay with his 007 > license to fuck As I said, I don't think he believes he has such a license. I think that's your fantasy. I'd be the last person to defend him if I thought he did. <snip> > All's fair in bars; all are able to defend themselves, so no harm > could result in any words I would write about you, right? The > flames didn't touch you at all, right? They didn't, no. But it wasn't for lack of trying on your part. Barry does exactly the same thing, BTW. The two of you appreciate women like crazy as long as they stay nice and vulnerable and make you feel all warm and protective. But the minute they challenge you, all bets are off and you do your damndest to target and wound the very vulnerability that otherwise makes you feel so strong and manly. I'd rather deal with a straightforward male chauvinist pig than a fake male feminist, frankly. At least the former doesn't lie to himself about his feelings.
