While leaving our dirt road earlier today we stopped so I could try to take a picture of a doe and her fawn, thanks to the fellow driving the van, I lost my opportunity. Earlier I had been listening to the local news channel and the fill in host who is a liberal leaning libertarian whose religious views are unknown to me was talking about Girls Gone Bad in the movies.
As I muttered to myself about the uncooperative doe and her fawn it hit me that she was just reacting to the men around her. Got me to thinking about the moments in life when I watched girls I know who seemingly went off the deep end. Call me what you will but my guess more often than not there was a man involved in those situations, or the girls were reacting to men, or proving they were equal to men. When I think about it I am not sure if I should laugh or cry.
As I think about my youngest daughter who has her faults of not wanting to clean up her room or anything else in the house but will still do so usually after a battle of wills I am thankful that at fifteen she is not chasing after little boys, sneaking out of the house and understands that when she starts dating I will not be a dad who stands by to see how things turn out. I will be the dad who takes that boy aside and lets him know I will go to jail for my daughter, if I find anything beyond what I agree to happens, unless of course he puts that ring on her finger, and even then he better not make her cry, on purpose.
Enough about me but to those girls who think they need to prove something, I ask why? Men are ugly selfish brats, me included so please do not stoop to our level, and to mothers as a man and a father I ask that you do not let your little girls dress like street walkers like that mother whose preteen daughter was dressed like many of those women who I have seen in my more than twenty five years as a stagehand who get the VIP treatment in return for their being allowed to entertain backstage or behind closed doors.
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