My great frienemy Beyonce sang that “if u like it then u should hav put a ring on it.” She also called some guy names, chucked him out of her house, told him how replaceable he was, and then promptly proceeded to bring out her side dish to make her point. You see, despite her most melodic voice it is exactly that feminist crap that rubs me up the wrong way.
Right. Back to that ring. Brothers, did she have to tell us that? Do these girls have to vigorously remind us every time they rush up to wrestle for the wedding bouquet? Ag, you know what? You don’t have to put a ring on nothing. The song got me thinking though. Why are we not though?
And that is not even what I worries me. I am worried that our sisters aren’t getting married, and not just because they are not getting married but rather because they are being left single and with babies. We are rendering our women damaged goods.
I work with a few women in their late twenties. Three are single mothers. A looker, a minger and an inbetweener. They vary in shape and hair styles. Their sense of humour ranges like earth, wind and fire. Two of them don’t live with their kids on a full time basis. They can’t quite carry the burden by themselves. Cash flow. Love life. City and work life. Too much. The kids have been farmed out to their grannies. So 1980’s but in this day and age.
The whole thing gets me upset. See, I love women. From a physical and a mental angle. I love them, both as a perv and as a condescending bastard. My love for women is deep yet flawed, but these are my sisters. They are also my countrymen. They deserve to be happy and to be respected. Where is the love for our sisters? Why so many hit and runs? How can we go around impregnating all these beautiful girls just to leave them vulnerable and alone? Even if you are not her Mr Right, you have now slashed her chances of finding him. You have left her with a burden. She is now your branded cow and now you don’t want her.
With all being said to takes two to tango, and at least the same amount to get tangled up in bed. I don’t know what it is about us and making babies though. You would think with this sexually transmitted pandemic doing the rounds the second last thing people would be doing is fornicating. The very last thing would be doing that without protecting themselves. My heart bleeds for these unwanted children. I wonder how many of their mothers wish that they would have terminated.