AWD has seen this on a couple of websites I normally peruse and wanted to discuss. It’s an article by some Englishter womern who can’t get a man because she’s too smart (yeah, that’s it!) published in an Englishter newspaper titled:
- A recent study found men simply can’t handle it if a woman outshines them
- Kate believes this is why she’s still single
- She’s a published author and can speak multiple languages
- She’s ‘lost count’ of times she’s been rejected for being witty and clever
First off, you’ll quickly realize after reading the article that Kate Mulvey is a pretentious bore. Super-impressed with herself and her “accomplishments,” she can’t see the reason why men aren’t interested in her is not because of her education but because she is a self-absorbed, jerk! She comes across in this article as a female version of Keith Olbermann. She’s that bad.
Her article begins with her bragging she speaks five languages and recounts speaking in Italian with a hotel receptionist while her non-Italian speaking boyfriend steamed as he waited on her to finish showing off. Honey, it’s plain rude to speak another language and exclude others who don’t, especially your boyfriend. That alone shows you are an attention whore only interested in yourself. Speaking multiple languages isn’t that impressive anymore. Millions of Mezcans who have infiltrated Los Estados Unidos do it. Hell, AWD speaks two languages (Ingles and Espanol) fluently (three if you count Pig Latin) but I don’t speak Spanish in front of others who don’t hablar. Simple courtesy, Kate. Goes a long way with a boyfriend.
Here’s how Kate sees it:
“What had I done? It should be depressingly obvious. I had dared to dent his fragile male ego.
By speaking in a language Philip didn’t know, I had managed to make him – a successful writer, ten years my senior – feel small. How selfish of me to embarrass him in public with my linguistic prowess!
Like so many of the men I’ve dated, it was clear he expected me to play second fiddle to him at all times.”
Wrong! He expected you to not be an a**hole! It’s not a matter of first or second fiddle in a relationship. It’s about complimenting and respecting the other! Or didn’t you learn that in all the years of your impressive matriculation?
Kate then supports her position by quoting a study by some (wacko, no doubt) psychology group:
“I was reminded of our contretemps last week, when research in the APA Journal of Personality and Social Psychology confirmed what I’d always suspected – that men simply can’t handle it if a woman outshines them. According to the study, rather than bask in the reflected glory of a partner’s success, men feel worse about themselves.
‘A lot of men feel threatened if a woman outshines them,’ says Professor Sandi (Anita) Mann, psychologist and author of Hiding What We Feel and Saying What We Don’t Feel. ‘It harks back to cavemen days, when men had to provide the resources. If a woman is too intelligent, a man subconsciously thinks she’s taking over his role.'”
AWD doesn’t doubt there are men whose asses get chapped by the thought of his woman making more than him. But harkening back to cavemen days? Let’s discuss. Why is it little boys instinctively play with guns while little girls play with dolls? I’m talking normal children, not pre-liberals. There are traditional roles the sexes play. Why? It’s natural and things work out better when we play our natural roles.
Ask a normal woman if she wants a small, weak, short guy over a big, strong one? The tall, strong one wins every time. Why? Because most women want to have a taller guy who will protect her if the time comes. She doesn’t want to tower over him any more than he wants her to tower over him. Physically, intellectually, or emotionally. It’s in our DNA. It’s how we’re built. Men and women compliment each other. Each plays a role. Yin and Yang. Feng Shui. Mao Tse Tung. I’m OK, You’re OK and that there’s what it is. Again, I’m talking normal people…not liberals.
AWD personally cannot stand to be near stupid women. Sure, big boobs and an onion behind (brings tears to your eyes) is fun for a little while. But I like a woman who can compliment me, intrigue me, keep me interested, and challenge me while discussing more than her favorites on Dancing With The Stars. Normal women don’t want a metro-sexual type (homosexual in a metro) who spends more time on applying facial products than she. They want a witty, strong, intelligent man who can bring home the bacon and kick a little ass literally and metaphorically if the time comes.
Kate plays the oh-so-intelligent victim:
“For me, this is stating the blindingly obvious. I’ve lost count of the times men have rejected or insulted me simply because I was brighter, wittier or cleverer than they are.
They have called me ‘intimidating’, ‘scary’, ‘difficult’ and ‘opinionated’. Translated, that means: ‘You are too clever and I don’t like it.'”
Kate, these men were too kind to call you what you really are: self-obsessed, shallow, pretentious, and boring. Plus, looking like an English Sheepdog doesn’t help matters. Just saying. A Debbie Wasserman hairdo doesn’t go a long way with regular guys.
She sums up her pathetic existence with:
I’m convinced that the reason I’m still booking a table for one instead of settling down with a significant other is not because I’m a year off turning 50, but because men are so threatened by my intelligence.
I might have a successful career as an author and broadcaster, but I have never been engaged, let alone married, and my longest relationship lasted just seven years.
Sometimes I wonder if isn’t all my father’s fault – ever since I could talk, he encouraged me to hold my own in an argument. But little did he know, as he exhorted me to ‘get a good degree’ or add yet another language to my repertoire, he was reducing my chances of getting hitched altogether.
As a child, I went to one of Britain’s most academic girls’ schools, Godolphin & Latymer, where I got three top A-levels, then breezed through an Italian and French degree at the University of Kent, getting a 2:1, while keeping up conversational German on the side.
I grew into a bright and confident young woman, keen to flex my intellectual muscles and to never let a man get the last word just because of his sex.
Bless her little heart! She’s convinced nobody will have anything to do with her is because she’s so smart! Yes, that must be it! Question is this. If she’s so smart, why can’t she figure out how to get a man? AWD’s daughter has a degree in chemical engineering and respects her husband as the head of their home. For all I know, she makes more money than he does. But they still compliment and support themselves completely and are as happy as Al Gore in a carbon-belching private jet.
Since Kate is beyond considering reality for the answers, it must be her father’s fault now. Is this uber-educated (just ask her!) woman capable of self awareness and introspection? Her last sentence about “not letting a man get the last word” proves why she will be soon be a bitter old woman. A successful relationship is not about “getting the last word.” It’s about respecting your partner and not trying to outshine them but compliment them as they compliment you.
Kate’s entire life has been a competition against men. Men and their evil ways were viewed as patriarchal supremacy over women. Normal women who sought to be a partner with her man while playing the female role were viewed as diaper-changing rubes. They didn’t have the money for BMW’s. They spent their money on raising children. Now, in their 50’s, they are free and are celebrating life with their man while their children are bringing home grandchildren to visit. Who had it right all along? Maybe Kate should try being a lesbian? They hate men. Themselves, too.
This article is a thesis on what’s wrong with over-educated/under-smart, miserable women in America and what’s left of the West over in Europe. These women, now firmly middle-aged, listened to female and male women in the womens liberation movement. They grew up wearing t shirts that said “I Hate Boys” and everyone thought it was so cute. They got degree after degree, worked long hours into the night to move up the career ladder, sacrificed friends and having families because “they could do anything a man could do, but better.” They let everyone know they “don’t have time for children” and “I’d rather travel than change diapers, anyway.” So they got pets and called them “my children” while those of us with real children rolled our eyes at your pathetic, miserable life.
In short, women like Kate did what they believed would make them happy and give them a fulfilling life only to arrive at middle-age and find that they have believed a lie their entire life. They are bitter, cold and alone. It eventually happens to all who believe liberal lies.
So these womyn seek to, as usual, place the blame for their poor life-choices on someone else. It’s men! They’re the problem! I’m too smart for them! That’s why they won’t poke me with a stick! I speak five languages, for heaven’s sake! I put my boyfriends down in public and they have the audacity to leave my pretentious ass for doing it! How dare they! I’m smart! Smart, I tell you! Women like Kate cannot bring themselves to realize they are their own worst enemy.
It would blow Kate’s sophisticated mind to one day wake up and realize those diaper-changing rubes had it right all along!