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December 25, 2008

LOOKING INTO THE MINDS OF MEN

Filed under: Uncategorized — metzman @ 5:08 pm


                      

When I read fiction written by men it astonishes me that
there are so many instances where the male species shows little respect for
women. So many times the male protagonists treat important women in their lives
poorly or are emotionally distant from her. It’s like she’s a throwaway and is
easily exchangeable with the next one in line.

 

For instance, let’s say I’m reading a novel where a woman is
given an important role. It might be in the area of law enforcement,
professional, business or whatever. Then a man enters the picture. The female
immediately takes a secondary role and might even be asked to get coffee or help
a man on with his coats. She then looks to him as the one who completes the project
or solves the problems while she pitters around as his sidekick.

 

Often in novels written by men, women are treated like sluts
or saints. Frankly, if these impressions are accurate, I’d rather be placed in
the slut category. The saints become stereotypical brainless, unconditionally
adoring and mommies. What is it with you guys? You can’t take your frustrations
out in fiction. When you paint a portrait of an important male character that
is depicted as a kind and ethical person and then he turns around and berates,
verbally abuses or treats the woman in his life as though she’s a hardly a factor, it makes me angry.

 

In fiction, women tend to romanticize bad boys that at the
end change into sensitive, gentle, caring, kind but strong men who retain their
masculinity. Yes, it works in fiction. But it is not reality. Some changes might
occur. But it is rare when a woman puts in the effort to effect change and
succeeds in raising her man to treat her as a true equal.

Perhaps women in real life enable men to behave this way because
in the back of her mind she thinks she is going to change him. You have to
remember that frequently it’s too late once you’ve given him a taste of your subservience.
Men seem to want life unchanged while women fight for change – a most
contentious situation.

 

My opinion is for women to stand up from day one. Say who
you are! If he doesn’t like it, you might consider getting out of the
relationship because chances are you will not like the role you will be asked
to play. If you stay and concede to the unspoken rules you, more than likely, won’t
be able to keep contained indefinitely. If you rebel it is more than likely you
will be fighting constantly and eventually one or the other will leave – you
hope. Otherwise, remaining in an unstable, emotionally debilitating relationship
is demoralizing.

 

I had a very nice husband, but he did need some “encouragement”
to rise up above the macho, controlling nonsense. I was younger and more
patient when I started the job of raising him. I was lucky and he came through.
I won’t do it again at this stage of my life. No more raising men. A man once
told me it was the duty of women to help men be civil. WHAT?

I expect a man to have gained insight into his behavior on
his own and matured before he enters a relationship with me. We all have some quirky
and juvenile qualities, but it can be handled when the basic maturity is there.

 

Balancing equality between the sexes is a great danger zone
for relationships, but a necessary ingredient for it to be fulfilling and
satisfactory.

 

 

 

The Sexy G                                               
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December 17, 2008

WHAT IF YOU MET SANTA AT A SINGLES BAR?

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By The Sexy G

The holiday season put me into a contemplative mood. I imagined driving alone through the deserted, hushed streets the day after Christmas. Everyone inside, all warm and cozy with their gifts while I wander around the city.

I began to think about one of the blogs I wrote – do women
really want sensitive men, those
special men in touch with their feminine side? Or, are women unconsciously
repelled by the very same qualities they say they desperately need in a partner? Then I thought that the
image of Santa Claus gives him the ambiance of a sensitive man. He’s a
philanthropist of the highest order, making sure every child get a gift. He is
applauded and adored around the world and never even took an income tax break
for charity.

So, I thought, what if Santa walked into a bar where the older
set hangs out and sat next to me? How would I react? Here’s the picture:

I’m sitting in an upscale bar in Center City Philadelphia.
The bar is carved oak with a black marble counter top. Behind the bar are brightly
lit, glass shelves with top-drawer bottles of liquor. There are very few
patrons. I’m drinking an icy vodka martini and chilling out. A man, two seats
down, is staring at me. I give him a small smile. He moves over and sits next
to me.

“Want to buy me a drink, sweetheart?” he asks.

“Not really.” I say.

“Just kidding.” He looks up. “Hey, barkeep, give this nice
lady another, whatever she’s drinking.”

I look over at this brash man who didn’t even ask me if I
wanted another drink and find his appearance pleasing. He’s wearing a navy,
cable knit sweater and tan slacks. His salt and pepper hair is cut short, but
several strands sweep over a high forehead. His nose is large but quite
appropriate for his tall, thick size. He’s solidly built and in his early
sixties.

“I’m Jimmy.”

He extends his hand, and I shake it. It is cool and smooth
to the touch, not a hand that belongs to a manual worker. It’s how I picture
Jimmy to be – plastic. “Okay. Are you married or otherwise engaged?” I ask

“Nope. Been there, done that a couple of times and have
given it up for Lent. Just want to have fun now.”

At least he’s honest. Do I dare sound corny and tell him
that I’ve been there, too, but want to have a terrific committed relationship
now? I decide to keep quiet.

“You’re a pleasant looking lass, he says peering down my
v-neckline at my cleavage.

Well, can’t say that wearing this outfit was accidental. We’re
smack in the era of displaying cleavage and the tops of backsides. The latter is definitely not for me, but a little cleavage works wonders for a little attention. Oh,
sometimes men are simplistic.

“Do you know why your marriage or marriages didn’t last?” I
ask him.

“I wasn’t home much because I’m a workaholic and when I was
around I watched sports on TV. What man doesn’t do that? I just didn’t get the kind
of woman who tolerates it. Then she cheated on me. But I’m not changing.”

“When you and your wife were together, did you enjoy
intimacy? Were you a good listener and did you give your wife some quality
time?”

“Hey, that’s chick stuff. I’m sure I was a good husband. I’m
not great with domestic stuff. As a provider I did the best I could and loved my
kids. Isn’t that enough?” He shook his head. “Look, let’s not talk serious
stuff. If you want to have fun, I’m your guy.” He looks at me sideways. “I’m
good in the sack.”

So, I’m face to face with a man who has the bad boy syndrome, and, I must say, it
has some appeal. Why not be carefree and enjoy every second? No strings
attached. Hey, next year arthritis might get me or some other damned illness.

Thudding footsteps sound behind me. I turn. Santa Claus is
standing in the middle of the marble floor, removing his big, white mittens. I’m
in shock. He walks over and sits next to me.

“Can I buy you a drink?” He asks. His beard has tiny icicles
hanging from it.

“Sure, Santa. What are you doing here?”

“No one is home. I haven’t publicized it because it will
upset millions of children, but Mrs. Claus passed away last year. The elves
have gone to their own families. I was lonely.”

“Santa, you’re a super star. Thousands of people would
invite you to dinner.” Jimmy, seemingly unaffected by Santa’s presence, moves
away and sits next to an attractive woman.

“It’s one of those oddities. You see, because I was busy
pleasing everyone, I never developed close relationships. Children love me,
parents love me, but with limits. It’s sweet and pleasant, but I’m not really
an integral part of their lives.”

The bartender delivers the drinks. Santa had ordered a mint
martini. We click glasses.

“I realize since my wife died I was remiss in our
relationship. I used my enormous fame and generosity as a ploy to keep from
being close to her. We only talked about my work and the stresses that go with
it. If my wife complained, I didn’t listen to her. It even made me angry.

“I insisted that making toys for the children superseded her
demands for attention. So many people depend on me.” His expression turns weary.
“It’s only since she’s gone that I see blaming work for my failings was dumb. I
feared love because it would make me vulnerable. The woman of my life meant so
much to me, gave me everything within her capacity. I cut her off emotionally
so that I might devote myself to the world. Giving my all to others was easier
than working on my marriage with the one person who mattered most in my life.”

I finish my drink, grab his unfinished cocktail and down
that quickly. Was this real? Or was I having a psychotic episode? I admit to
being a bit strung out from guzzling bourbon eggnogs yesterday, but this was
beyond hallucinating.

“I opened up to one woman since my dear wife’s passing,”
Santa continues. “She had champagne waiting for me when I came down her chimney.
She’d heard about Mrs. Claus’ demise and thought we’d get along. I poured my
heart out, telling her that I’d reevaluated my life and knew I’d missed so much
in the pursuit of success. I wanted to change now, discover who I really was
under this hand-tailored, red suit. I wanted to discover poetry and learn to
cook. I let myself cry in front of her, told her how upsetting it was to always
act strong even when I don’t feel it. I had always lived in constant terror
someone might not like me and I became the epitome of a crowd pleaser. Now I want
my image off of all those greeting cards. I would willingly trade my celebrity for
love, passion and obscurity.

“Suddenly, this woman got a look of horror. She told me I’d
be a nobody. What did she want with someone like that? I said I’m looking for a
woman who wants to be friends first, before we’re intimate.

“She thought the idea of being friends first was gay. She
asked if I had sexual relationships with the elves? That did it. With a
clatter, I zipped back up the chimney. As I sailed through the air in my
sleigh, I decided that I wouldn’t let her attitude stop me from seeking answers
within myself. Somewhere, a woman exists who truly wants a sensitive man. I’ll
search even if I have to miss next Christmas.” He sighs and his blue eyes get a
mischievous twinkle. “When I first saw you, I thought you might be that kind of
woman.”

I look over at Jimmy. He sits alone now and gives me a big
smile and a small wave.

I stare at Santa, little beads of water from melted icicles
cling to his brilliant, white beard.

“I’d love for you to dance through life with me until the
music stops,” he says

Or my tits fall off
- whichever comes first.
I say a
little prayer that Santa is a vegetarian. Then I remember his fondness for his
pet reindeers. He’d never eat meat.

“Santa, want to come back to my place?” I ask.

SexyG

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December 11, 2008

HOW TO WIN A MAN AND KEEP HIM

Filed under: Uncategorized — metzman @ 6:23 pm


Does the title of this blog have a familiar ring to it? So many
books and articles are popping up all over the place on this topic – hundreds
upon hundreds. It’s all about new
approaches to how to get a man and keep him. New approaches my foot. All I see
in this excess of words, pushing women into retro dating. I’m really
shocked. It’s a retread of old, tired methods.

 

I did mention in another in another blog, a tad tongue in
cheek, that the best way to a man’s heart is through his ego. Give him
unconditional adoration and you’ll get him. Now, mind you, that is not for
every man, but it does apply to a large segment of males, even many relatively
stable ones. Well, that’s only a small part of it.

 

Women are being told to resort to the good old-fashioned
methods of snagging a guy. Some say make sure you wear sexy nightgowns at
night, wear that thong and put that make up on even at bedtime. Never mind when
your man walks around looking scruffy, with his big belly hanging over a pair
of tatty boxer shorts, and socks. 

 

One article suggests a woman think about a variety of upbeat
subjects to talk about with your man in the evenings. Don’t bring up reality,
like who is taking the kids to school, picking them up and going to the soccer
game. Heaven forbid that women, after a grueling day at work, dare interrupt
their hubby’s TV sports watching to address the issue of the massive mound of
laundry and the empty pantry.

 

The directive I loved
said that if a woman wants to keep a relationships intact, don’t question your
man’s opinions and don’t ever refuse
him sex. Cook the delicious meals he loves and don’t rock the boat about your
problems, needs or any crisis on the horizon.

 

And when courting, she should play a little hard to get. Wait for him to
contact you and then don’t always be available. Refuse to go out with him on a
Saturday night if he calls later than Wednesday. Don’t always answer his calls
right away. But when you’re together, paste that smile on your face and do the
unconditional adoration stunt. What the hell is this all about?

 

I thought we’d done away with those out-dated notions that a
man will chase a woman until she catches him — by deception. Didn’t game-playing in
relationships go out of with gas lights? Once you get into manipulations to
snare/keep someone in a committed relationships and/or marriage you have
established expectations that might prove impossible to maintain.

 

When the reality of everyday life hits on a daily basis, not to mention having children
who up the ante of domestic responsibility, game-playing goes out the window.
Then things can get ugly. Because divorce is common, and there’s
always a lineup of women who are ready to compete in the catch-a-man Olympics,
men subtly drop hints that their woman had better shape up or ship out. The
emotional devastation on couples and children in this event is devastating.
Many women live in terror of being dumped.

 

This fear of abandonment is a very real psychological issue
and strikes terror in the hearts of overworked and overwhelmed mothers. Women are
usually quite aware that their partner might stray to a younger, unencumbered
woman if they don’t deliver. Yes, he’ll
find a woman with no liabilities who is available. Then he marries her, and she may
be number two or three. Often, what she wants is security and a child or two.
Then the burden of the real world enters the picture and the façade of
unconditional adoration fades because it is too hard to keep up forever. By
then, the male learns the outcome of the lesson too late. I can’t tell you how
many times a man has said to me that his second/third/fourth marriage is not
any better than the first. Or, as one man once said, “I rate my second marriage a
C-.”

 

 

In light of this new problem facing the modern woman who is honest and tells it like it is, she is more
than likely to butt up against the retro desires that many men have found
impossible to shed. Of course, they will give lip service and deny vehemently
that they are sexist, but are often not being honest with themselves.

 

I know a young couple where the man wants to leave his wife
and four children who are all under the age of eight. He says it’s because she can’t
find time in her life for him, and he needs to be attended to. Well, if you’d step up to the plate and do your
share at home, dude, she might give you a lot more than attention. Studies have
shown that men have more sex when they are active participants in attending to mandatory
household needs.

 

 

Now there are many people out there who give professional advice on how to win and keep your man. There is a
whole new set of rewritten directives blaring to women from every corner,
whether the counselor is credentialed or not. Honest women who are direct and refuse to indulge in artifice are being blasted for doing
everything wrong and told they deserve to lose their man.

 

I’d hate for women to universally accept the nonsense
bombarding them about returning to another era. They have to be strong and
unite. No one, except for young children, gets unconditional love. Everyone is
responsible for their actions and behaviors and must answer for mistakes made.

Again,
I hark back to early childhood training. We have to redesign toys, children’s
movies and books to eliminate the underground currents of sexism that now
exists. In addition, mentors must become aware and practice equality.

 

 

The sexy G                                               
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December 4, 2008

HEAD VERSUS HEART IN ROMANCE

Filed under: Uncategorized — metzman @ 3:43 pm


Should we use our heads or hearts when choosing a mate? There
are a percentage of people who go into a relationship based on the initial response of
their romantic chemistry and it works. On the other hand, so many more of us go
into relationships using the same emotional draw and it is a disaster. I have a
strong opinion in this debate that usually stimulates a good bit of
disagreement.

 

Unfortunately, the unconscious longings that compel us to impulsively
react to the wrong mate usually go unrecognized by most of us. Rather than deal
with what compels strong emotional feelings toward someone, we simply label it
as mysterious romantic chemistry. Even
with some vague inklings of impending disaster, we might still go with the raw instinct that propels us. Not dealing with the issues is an easy way
out of taking responsibility for choosing unwisely. If we become aware of the elements
within ourselves that produce this allure, we are in a position to make better
decisions. In other words, we can’t depend exclusively on this magical,
supposedly inexplicable emotional/psychological response.   

 

We all know that our romantic chemistry can lead us astray,
and it very often does. Too many people are reluctant to use rational thinking
to choose a partner. Just look at the divorce rate. Perhaps the relationship that has all the markings of success might lack the hot sizzle that excites us. 

 

Well, if you depend on experiencing the thrill — anticipation
to see that person a lot, inability to sleep or eat, miserable when that
person is out of reach, and walking on air, then think a little
about this. Your attraction might be coming from unrecognized, distorted
unconscious needs. It will be the reason why you lose the fascination after time, and with
no solid foundation, the entire relationship might come crashing down. Remember, even when things are going well, the dazzle will inevitably soften or move into a calmer rhythm.

 

Now back to the question of using our hearts or heads in
choosing a partner. It is a forever ongoing battle. If you have had multiple
bad relationships that began with mindless magnetism, you might want to
consider going into the next relationship thinking with your head on straight. You must
attempt to deeply examine what the attraction was that led you astray with the others.

 

Are you picking the same type of person in different disguises?
For instance, is it always someone who is the opposite of yourself? That can be
fun for a while, but ultimately, irritating. Are your choices someone who is abusive
in some way – verbal, emotional distance or otherwise? Think hard about this
one because abuse comes in many different forms. Give pause to examine the reasons for your choice before proceeding to the next selection.

 

We must examine expectations in a relationship very
carefully. Are you going into this with eyes wide open, devoid of unrealistic
fantasies? Do we have expectations within the realm of possibility? We must be aware
that a mate will not replace a parent’s inadequacies nor can you expect
unconditional adoration or the temporary razzle-dazzle of bad boys/girls. Bad boys/girls,
generally, are into themselves. Why in the world, if they are not
compassionate, empathetic people when you first meet, would you expect them to
give those qualities later? 

 

 

I prefer using the mind more than heart in an attempt to avoid future pain. If
you find yourself involved with a potential mate for which there is not a lot
of allure, try adding up their good
qualities. Then balance them against the negatives. If the positive side is
much longer and healthier, this is where you probably should be. In
my estimation, loyalty outlasts any early attraction fraught with electrical charges. It is not
far-fetched to develop an exciting love/excitement atmosphere, given time, with someone who is kind, caring and on a
similar wave length. And, in the best scenario, if this person
aligns well between having some romantic chemistry and a long list of good
qualities – it’s a go!

 

 

The sexy G                                                             
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