Being a lady is not an easy task. If I had a buck for every time I felt jealousy towards a male counterpart for not having to shave his legs, not getting treated like a dumbass by car dealerships/automotive repair shops/people at Lowe’s, not having to do a damn thing to look hot, getting paid more, getting more respect, etc., etc., ad nauseum, I’d be a trillionaire. A good friend of mine posted this article to her facebook page, which just depressed the shit out of me, and then I watched Tangled, and then I watched this video, which cracked me up, but I am writing this ridiculous run-on sentence to let you see where my head is – these all got me thinking about women: How we act, how we’re treated, and what our expectations are.
Tangled was a great movie – it was vibrant, beautiful (that lantern scene was CERTAINLY one of the most gorgeous animated moments I’ve almost ever seen), fun, sweet, and had a good message: Even if you’re a victim of someone else treating you like shit, YOU are still responsible for allowing them to do it. It’s up to you to change your situation. But of course, like all Disney movies featuring fair maidens, there were some fundamental life flaws. Did the lead character have magical “blond” hair that when cut, loses all its magic and turns “brown”? Yes, and that hurts my feelings, since I’m brunette, bitch. Did she end up getting married to the male savior character? Yes, big fucking surprise. Am I tired of hearing about women getting saved by men and then living happily ever after?? Hell to the yes yes yes and YES.
Disney movies do teach us a load of crap, just like JennaMarbles proclaims, but at the same time, all these gals come off for the first 2/3 of whatever film they’re in as super-independent, fiery, passionate; then at the end they find their prince and go off to be his wife. So in one sense, Disney is showing us strong, awesome females, who have talents, skills (magic vocal chords, loves to read and is crazy-smart/witty, paints, whatever) but regardless of all that jazz, in the end it’s all about getting married, la da da.
I know how bitter and hostile this all sounds, and I know lotsa gals who defy this “norm.” They’re way-awesome, have a way-awesome partner to share their life with, and this shit doesn’t define them. But I also know multiple females who HAVE NO EDUCATION, have found cute, nice, successful dudes to take care of them, and are popppin’ out the infants like BBs, all the while, happy as pigs in shit. This is fine and dandy, but is mystifying to me. To the women in these situations: How can you go through your life with nothing to fall back on? What if something happens to your partner? How can you be okay with NOT being able to support yourself? To the men: How are you okay with feeding and housing someone with no marketable skills? If a genie came to me tonight and said, “You will meet a man with no job, no degree, and no desire to have one, and you will feed and clothe and provide him with a home and vacations”, I’d be all “Get the FUCK OUT, wicked genie!”
I worry way too much about what other people are up to, certainly, and this post is in no way meant to offend anyone who is a mother. I’m not trying to undermine the importance of raising your children. If you birthed them, please take good care of them. 🙂 This is about women (and men for that matter, cause I know a handful who should listen up) being able to take care of ourselves. It’s of paramount importance! Be who you are, like Disney tells you, and if you meet Prince Eric or Charming, or Philip (don’t forget Sleeping Beauty), it’s because you rock. But if he treats you like you are a crazy bitch (because you probably aren’t – society, please go kill yourself for ruining us all), be like the Mandy Moore-voiced Rapunzel and remove yourself from the situation. Only YOU are responsible for your life, and it’s easier to do when you can stand on your own two feet.