All women should be Deborah Harry

I received a strange Myspace message yesterday that got me thinking. First of all, I have no idea why anyone reads this blog, let alone why a woman (who is capable of reading something other than US weekly) would bother.

Secondly, the hot little broad asked me if I was really a misogynist. All this before I had a chance to request that she send nude photos or some image of her holding a gherkin and two brown eggs.

And then I thought to myself, "Self, isn't it a tad the ghey to hate women?"

The jury is still out.

However, in the meantime I've come up with a few rules on the subject:

A. I actually really like/love white women for up to 5 minutes at a time.

2. Hate is a strong word. The only women I hate have either dated me, been one of my teachers or are currently mayor of Kansas City.

III. Hate implies a strong emotional investment that I've never given any broad. I'd hate to have to commit to "hating" women all of the time because that might interfere with my strict schedule for napping or cut into my X-box appointments.

Finally, I have to note that (like many things) the topic of women is one that confuses me. There are quite a few broads that I have a lot of respect for and the majority of the other skanks simply disappoint me by not living up to those standards. Not that it's important but I think that many dudes who were raised Catholic have a serious Madonna/whore complex which many broads can use, in turn, to explain why act they like tramps and then hypocritically demand respect. And all of these stupid opinions probably explain why I never went to my high school prom . . . Coupled with those slanderous rumors about date rape and foot odor.

Of course, all of this ranting pertains to personal relationships where some vestige of equality is necessary lest one person get tired of pulling too much weight and decide to leave for brighter pastures. On the topic of professional interactions with the small brained female race (other than prostitution), it's always safe to assume that all women are nowhere near as qualified as their male counterparts.



P.S. - None of this applies to Deborah Harry who is the embodiment of all that is right and good about womankind. Take notes bitches.