Mom asked me to tape some program for her, but I forgot which one though. I will have to browse through the TV-guide and see what she would most likely watch. Anyway, the reason why I am telling you this is because I needed a tape to record it on. So I was FWD'ing through some old long forgotten tapes when I bumped into this episode of Telefacts. It is a Belgian program that bring reportages about different subjects and this episode was about submissive wifes.
There were three American wifes who voluntarily behaved like the "classic household pattern": the man is the boss and the wife is the... let me look at it from a feminist point of view... the slave. They could only speak when they are spoken to, the man writes her a to-do list before going to work, he chooses her clothes and basically decides everything like... a dictator.
I'll be honest here, I could and would never be like them. Women have been held down for ages and my ancestors have battled for equality. I will never let that battle become useless, I will never let anyone tell me what I should or shouldn't do (besides my parents) because I have a mind of my own. I can make my own decisions and I do not need a man to gain control over my life and turn my life into his life. I'm not a puppet who's strings you can pull whenever you like.
My relationship standards are obviously different from theirs. What I want is a man who respects me and doesn't consider the "classic role patterns" as normal at all. Let me explain myself better. Rule number one: in a relationship you make joined decisions. I need a guy who would ask "Hey, what do you think of this?", instead of a guy who is like "This is what I want and that is also how it is going to be". Rule number two: I don't like cleaning neither so either we hire someone who does the cleaning or you could help a hand. My dad does it and he survived it, so can you. Rule number three: I will not become a housewife. See I am working my ass off in university to get that law degree, so don't expect me to do nothing with it later.
And now I am going to have dinner! It's Verloren Maandag today and then it is always a tradition to eat Worstenbrood. That is something made of puff pastry and a Currywurst. Yam yam!
There were three American wifes who voluntarily behaved like the "classic household pattern": the man is the boss and the wife is the... let me look at it from a feminist point of view... the slave. They could only speak when they are spoken to, the man writes her a to-do list before going to work, he chooses her clothes and basically decides everything like... a dictator.
I'll be honest here, I could and would never be like them. Women have been held down for ages and my ancestors have battled for equality. I will never let that battle become useless, I will never let anyone tell me what I should or shouldn't do (besides my parents) because I have a mind of my own. I can make my own decisions and I do not need a man to gain control over my life and turn my life into his life. I'm not a puppet who's strings you can pull whenever you like.
My relationship standards are obviously different from theirs. What I want is a man who respects me and doesn't consider the "classic role patterns" as normal at all. Let me explain myself better. Rule number one: in a relationship you make joined decisions. I need a guy who would ask "Hey, what do you think of this?", instead of a guy who is like "This is what I want and that is also how it is going to be". Rule number two: I don't like cleaning neither so either we hire someone who does the cleaning or you could help a hand. My dad does it and he survived it, so can you. Rule number three: I will not become a housewife. See I am working my ass off in university to get that law degree, so don't expect me to do nothing with it later.
And now I am going to have dinner! It's Verloren Maandag today and then it is always a tradition to eat Worstenbrood. That is something made of puff pastry and a Currywurst. Yam yam!
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