Mirror Magazine

Mirror Magazine

Against your own kind
By Scribe
Envision this scenario. Loud music, dancing, food, drink and of course the little cliques of friends huddled together in various parts of the house. A house party could not be complete without these little huddles, right? Now, picture the entrance of a girl clad in a short mini skirt and ‘boob top,’ who’s expertly accessorised and made-up, with a bunch of her male ‘friends.’ This alone is quite enough to get all the tongues wagging overtime, and the huddles get tighter as they join forces to trash the ‘new entrant.’

“Bimbo alert, bimbo alert!”, “Look at the way she’s dressed…”, “Looks like a real slut!”, “She must be a real good time girl. Why else would she be surrounded by guys otherwise…?” Sounds uncannily familiar, doesn’t it? That’s probably because at some time in our lives, every one of us has been guilty of passing judgment on or adopting a ‘holier than thou’ attitude against our own species.

Now this is something worth pondering on because women regularly complain of having to fight off prejudices, discrimination and injustice brought upon them by the ‘male world.’ However, now, in addition, women also need to justify their lifestyles and behaviour patterns to their own sex. What’s become of the renowned concept of unconditional female acceptance and understanding?

Men trashing the opposite species is considered quite normal, and is most often even expected of them, as it’s common knowledge that they have little else to do to while away their free time. However, when women lash out at their own kind… now there lies the real tragedy.

This is not the only such situation. Let’s take the circumstance where a young girl is seen draped on the arm of an older, not so good looking man. The immediate conclusion is… ‘Gold-Digger!’ She’s obviously after the money. There’s no question about it. What other possible reason could there be for this improbable union? Love, soul mates, or total compatibility couldn’t be anywhere in the equation, right? Of course not. There’s not even a minute possibility of that being the actual case. No way!

Let’s not forget the complete onslaught of the slim, by the ‘not so slim.’ Even though, you’d be all smiles to her face, the moment she walks out the room, out crawl all the ‘CATS.’ “I have more fat in my little finger than she has on her whole body, so why is it exactly can’t she have that extra doughnut again??? Is she trying to console us or feel one with the ‘Bulge Club’? She doesn’t know the first thing about being fat, so what nerve does she have to try and identify with us?” Meow, meow, meow… we go, right into the wee hours of the morning.

To start with, the fact that she’s slim is bad enough. But ‘her slimness’ attempting to associate with the rest of the ‘un-slim’ community – now that’s outrageous! This is without doubt a typical ‘salt in the wounds’/‘in your face’ situation, which earns her a just reward of countless stabs in the back. After all, ‘if you do the crime, you gotta pay the time,’ right?

So to all women out there – a word to the wise. With the million problems thrust on us by the rapidly diminishing so-called ‘male dominated world,’ why go out of our way to sabotage ourselves too?

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