Hello ladies, let me take a moment to express a missive directed at you. I hope you don’t take this as a criticism but an encouragement of sorts from a person who has no place judging anyone for I am guilty as the next when it comes to what I am writing below.
Maybe it’s just me, maybe I’m just aging and becoming more conservative (not in the political sense) and old school with each successive year. But I look around me and I swear it feels like our society is devolving into the abyss. We are turning into a culture of utter wantonness where the pleasure of the moment trumps patience. Love is being obliterated by a culture of hookups and sex.
Now some might take this missive as me blaming this on women. But in reality I am hoping that women revert back to their true essence and save us from this morass we keep sinking in. I’m understanding my father more when he used to argue with my sister that women should not strive to be equal to men. That women and men are created for different roles and equality is doing nothing more than destroying the duality that is necessary for growth.
Of course back then I was so caught up in chasing modernity that I disregarded everything that my father said and just dismissed his beliefs as just obsolete dogma. But hot damn if my father was not right; I’m looking about me and I keep seeing how women are being encouraged to be like us men and in the process losing what it is that made them unique apart from us.
Ladies, why do you want to be us? Your role is more significant than ours. It is us men that is burning this world down with our pride and arrogance, what we need is a woman’s kindness and patience not women who are in a quest to be similar to our id and ego. Over generations, if not really since biblical times, us men have turned women’s strength into weakness and in the process made your greatest assets into something to be ashamed of.
But why fall into our ignorance and give up what makes you so exceptional. The physical strength of a man is nothing compared to the emotional fortitude that is evident in our better halves. I am ready to go to the emergency room when I get a hangnail yet women endure labor pains and endless aches as they give birth to each successive generation. It is us that should strive to be like you, to be more caring and loving, but the world is steady telling you to invert your light and be more like us men.
This is nonsense, it is us men that come from women. It is a woman who cracks her rib to give birth to a child—imagine that—I mean he is a derivative of She, the dawn is before the afternoon son (do a little research on the etymology of the words daughter and son to see why I said that). I can go on and on how it’s the woman who is the building block of life. Even when it comes to the process of procreation, the task of a man is over after an hour at most, it is the woman who takes our deposit and nurtures our seed in her womb for 9 months and gives life where we just gave droplets.
We emerged from you ladies, so then why are you expanding so much energy trying to merge into the facade of us. By nature a man just wants instant gratification, if it was not for women moderating us we would be no different than the animals on Wild Kingdom. Trust me, I am not preaching to you and definitely am I not judging you. I am speaking from experience, chasing lust after lust does nothing but leave us mired into solitude and regret’s hug.
So make us work, even if there are a thousand women giving it up faster than an Arby’s drive through, resist the pull and stand apart. Make us court you and desire you, restore love instead of being encircled by debauchery’s lasso. Stop trying to be like us and love what makes you different. We men have been bragging for ages that we bring home the bacon, who cares, a bacon is just raw slop unless and until a woman applies her tender touch and turns it into nourishment.
Be less like us and embrace your own sinew. It is us that needs you, you are not a commodity you are a necessity for life. So use your power to change us instead of changing you to have the faux power of us men. If not, we will keep devolving into the muck of depravity. The might of men is burning the world, we need the tenderness of women to save us from us.
Don’t be equal to us, you are better than us, make us measure up to you instead. The world needs your kindness now more than ever; there are enough of us men trying to assuage our egos through false machismo. Show us instead that the truest form of courage is first inward love that is then manifested outward to the world.
Man’s thundering hubris is nothing compared to a woman’s quiet strength.
Teodrose was born in Ethiopia the same year Emperor Haile Selassie was deposed by the communist Derg junta. The great grandson five generations removed of Atse (emperor) Tewodros Kassa II, the greatest king of Ethiopia, Teodrose is clearly influenced by the history and his connection to Ethiopia. Through his experiences growing up as first generation refugee in America, Teodrose writes poignantly about the universal experiences of joys, pains and a hope for a better tomorrow that binds all of humanity.
Teodrose has written extensively about the intersection of politics, economic policies, identity, and history. He is the author of "Serendipity's Trace" and newly released "Soul to Soil", two works that inspect the ways we are dissected as a people and shows how we can overcome injustice through the inclusive vision of togetherness.