This is typical, I have had four very good nights sleep, and now I have woken up. Or rather I didn’t actually get to sleep. Time for a cuppa and a fag, and do something for half an hour before trying to get to sleep again. The moon came up.
Anyway I thought I might make a comment here on that sarky essay from Mr Surkov. I am not sure if it is just teasing us girls, or actually being sarky. It’s a puerile argument anyway.
The first thing that came to my mind, was all the while Men walk around with their mobile phones in their trouser pockets they can expect a drop in totesterone. Personally I think Men need a healthy totesterone level to keep their linear minds operating successfully. They normally think of sex every 30 seconds or thereabouts. This gives them a moment to be distracted, which is actually a good thinking strategy for problem solving.
Lately I have come to the conclusion the Men do not seem to be able to think in their usual linear manner. Their thinking patterns are more like spaghetti junction. They are obviously a bit low in the totesterone department, and possibly beginning to suffer from increased oestrogen. It will take them thousands of years to come to terms with the complex analytical thinking patterns women have. They just aren’t wired that way.
I am surprised no mention was made in this rather biased article of the remarkable women scientists, astronomers and mathematicians our gender has credit for. Just because we do not seek public approval as much as Men, it doesn’t mean we do not have the brains and tenacity to accomplish great things. We just don’t advertise it.
I would also like to point out that mostly I find myself irritated at Man design. There is often an aspect of overengineering, and over embellishment in what should be utility items. Take the phone for instance. There isn’t a simple phone for elderly people on the market any longer. One with big buttons and no mute button. You can be sure you are trying to hold a conversation with an elderly relative and they have managed to hit the mute button.
Things are simply overspecified. There ought to be high quality basic function models of things. Having a washing machine with too many programs on it, means it confuses the men, so the girls end up doing their washing. Don’t think we don’t know your little games:-))
I suspect the real reason this articles general drift of women taking over a ‘Man’s World’ in the West, but not so much in Russia, is that I suppose historically women have had a more equal opportunity to go into traditionally Male professions. I am thinking of Astronauts. I can’t remember the name of the first woman Russian Astronaut at this time in the morning, I would have to look Her up.
Well Women are always there to clear up the mess that Men leave behind them. That’s either in the Home, or at the highest levels of Government. We may just be managing the mess at the moment, but we usually have a strategy, and the discipline to get the job done. Do you think we should put you back in charge once we sort the mess out this time. Don’t forget, it wasn’t Theresa May that organised the Brexit referendum.
Perhaps I ought to remind Mr Surkov that when God made the world and then made Man in His own image, and then gave him the whole planet to have dominion over Adam complained he was lonely. He was a miserable untidy aimless wretch, and God took pity on Him.
God decided His Man needed sorting out, so He provided him with a helper. Not a housekeeper. Not a sex slave. And definitely not a bimbo.
Right from the start Man was a blamer. He blamed the woman for giving him the Apple. He could have easily turned round and scolded her for disobeying God, or rather getting conned by that snake. Naivety is not a crime. Lying through your teeth is though. It was Man’s fault for avoiding God through shame and then blaming the woman for leading him astray that got God’s back up and them both chucked out of Eden. God would have forgiven the woman, but he told her she had to go with the man because he would be lonely without her.
We are just fed up with Being trivialised. Fed up of cleaning up the mess you make, and definitely fed up when the bins aren’t put out or the car not washed.
We still like flowers, and the chivalry of door opening and a general sense of being protected and cherished. Does it emasculate Men so much to think women are every bit as capable, ingenious, and downright hard working? What is the point of having two people in a household going out to work if the one can bring home a wage that pays the bills and provides a good lifestyle. If the woman in a partnership has the bread winning role, and the man the caring role, it’s not exactly a disaster.
My Husband is an excellent cook, he thoroughly enjoys himself in the kitchen. He also loves the dishwasher. He puts his own washing in the machine, can iron his own shirts, and is quite capable of using the vacuum cleaner. In my eyes this makes Him a very good partner. He is loyal. I married Him for his wonderful qualities.
However it’s me that designs things, and gets big projects done. I fix things that are broken. I organise structural repairs. It’s my job to drop good ideas that He can mull over and decide if He wants to take up. It’s my job to cheer him up when He is fed up. It’s my job to spend His money and make sure He enjoys having it spent.
So unless Mr Surkov was just dropping a wind up (which I suspect he was), the tone and manner of his little essay was a little Luddite-ish. Possibly a jibe at Women in general, which sounds like a dose of Male menopausal angst.
Time for another cuppa, and possibly a nap.
am. Now I have had a nap, another cuppa and a cigarette, it does occur to me girls the men are beavering away at the very bottom of the ladder.
They have managed to produce rather ridiculous Barbiesque robotic sex dolls for their fantasies, and tried to produce an intelligent mannequin for conversation. Sophia hadn’t got a clue how to deal with the Ukrainian problem.
If you ask me the world could do itself a favour, drop the sanctions on Russia over it, and let them annex the Ukraine as well as the Crimea. They would be doing us all a favour:-)))
And another thing that amuses me is those Alexa type gadgets. I am sure they are to have something for the Men to shout at and be fucking rude to without having them answer back. I vote they have a repetoir of sarcastic responses when Men ask them stupid questions or can’t be bothered to look something up because they are too bloody lazy to use a diary.
My husband doesn’t need one. He has me for the sarcastic remarks and bad tempered responses to inane questions.
Heres another Man-ism.
Our dog developed a nasty cough last night, and was rasping this morning. My Husband phoned the emergency Vet when told to, and we initially had the advice to give the dog children’s cough mixture from the nurse who answered the phone and take her tomorrow, Monday. I wasn’t happy with that advice, and was discussing what we should do with the sickly dog who also has a serious heart arrhythmia.
Lo, 10 minuets later the Vet phoned us. No definitely don’t give the dog cough mixture. She was already up having done a 5am emergency call to a cow. My husband immediately offered to take the dog to the other side of the island to the Vet.
He came back still chuckling. Apparently the Vet arrived at the farmers where he took one look at Her and said, ‘You’re new, do you do Cows’?
’No, I am the Cat specialist’. She said.
Oh well at least you’re honest, said he.
She said, ‘I do know one end of a Cow from the udder though’.
Thats all right then said the Farmer.
I can imagine the Cow rolling it’s eyes at her, with that ‘You have to put up with bullshit as well then’ remark.
As a dairy Island, every Vet that comes here has to know about Cows...
Anyway I thought I might make a comment here on that sarky essay from Mr Surkov. I am not sure if it is just teasing us girls, or actually being sarky. It’s a puerile argument anyway.
The first thing that came to my mind, was all the while Men walk around with their mobile phones in their trouser pockets they can expect a drop in totesterone. Personally I think Men need a healthy totesterone level to keep their linear minds operating successfully. They normally think of sex every 30 seconds or thereabouts. This gives them a moment to be distracted, which is actually a good thinking strategy for problem solving.
Lately I have come to the conclusion the Men do not seem to be able to think in their usual linear manner. Their thinking patterns are more like spaghetti junction. They are obviously a bit low in the totesterone department, and possibly beginning to suffer from increased oestrogen. It will take them thousands of years to come to terms with the complex analytical thinking patterns women have. They just aren’t wired that way.
I am surprised no mention was made in this rather biased article of the remarkable women scientists, astronomers and mathematicians our gender has credit for. Just because we do not seek public approval as much as Men, it doesn’t mean we do not have the brains and tenacity to accomplish great things. We just don’t advertise it.
I would also like to point out that mostly I find myself irritated at Man design. There is often an aspect of overengineering, and over embellishment in what should be utility items. Take the phone for instance. There isn’t a simple phone for elderly people on the market any longer. One with big buttons and no mute button. You can be sure you are trying to hold a conversation with an elderly relative and they have managed to hit the mute button.
Things are simply overspecified. There ought to be high quality basic function models of things. Having a washing machine with too many programs on it, means it confuses the men, so the girls end up doing their washing. Don’t think we don’t know your little games:-))
I suspect the real reason this articles general drift of women taking over a ‘Man’s World’ in the West, but not so much in Russia, is that I suppose historically women have had a more equal opportunity to go into traditionally Male professions. I am thinking of Astronauts. I can’t remember the name of the first woman Russian Astronaut at this time in the morning, I would have to look Her up.
Well Women are always there to clear up the mess that Men leave behind them. That’s either in the Home, or at the highest levels of Government. We may just be managing the mess at the moment, but we usually have a strategy, and the discipline to get the job done. Do you think we should put you back in charge once we sort the mess out this time. Don’t forget, it wasn’t Theresa May that organised the Brexit referendum.
Perhaps I ought to remind Mr Surkov that when God made the world and then made Man in His own image, and then gave him the whole planet to have dominion over Adam complained he was lonely. He was a miserable untidy aimless wretch, and God took pity on Him.
God decided His Man needed sorting out, so He provided him with a helper. Not a housekeeper. Not a sex slave. And definitely not a bimbo.
Right from the start Man was a blamer. He blamed the woman for giving him the Apple. He could have easily turned round and scolded her for disobeying God, or rather getting conned by that snake. Naivety is not a crime. Lying through your teeth is though. It was Man’s fault for avoiding God through shame and then blaming the woman for leading him astray that got God’s back up and them both chucked out of Eden. God would have forgiven the woman, but he told her she had to go with the man because he would be lonely without her.
We are just fed up with Being trivialised. Fed up of cleaning up the mess you make, and definitely fed up when the bins aren’t put out or the car not washed.
We still like flowers, and the chivalry of door opening and a general sense of being protected and cherished. Does it emasculate Men so much to think women are every bit as capable, ingenious, and downright hard working? What is the point of having two people in a household going out to work if the one can bring home a wage that pays the bills and provides a good lifestyle. If the woman in a partnership has the bread winning role, and the man the caring role, it’s not exactly a disaster.
My Husband is an excellent cook, he thoroughly enjoys himself in the kitchen. He also loves the dishwasher. He puts his own washing in the machine, can iron his own shirts, and is quite capable of using the vacuum cleaner. In my eyes this makes Him a very good partner. He is loyal. I married Him for his wonderful qualities.
However it’s me that designs things, and gets big projects done. I fix things that are broken. I organise structural repairs. It’s my job to drop good ideas that He can mull over and decide if He wants to take up. It’s my job to cheer him up when He is fed up. It’s my job to spend His money and make sure He enjoys having it spent.
So unless Mr Surkov was just dropping a wind up (which I suspect he was), the tone and manner of his little essay was a little Luddite-ish. Possibly a jibe at Women in general, which sounds like a dose of Male menopausal angst.
Time for another cuppa, and possibly a nap.
am. Now I have had a nap, another cuppa and a cigarette, it does occur to me girls the men are beavering away at the very bottom of the ladder.
They have managed to produce rather ridiculous Barbiesque robotic sex dolls for their fantasies, and tried to produce an intelligent mannequin for conversation. Sophia hadn’t got a clue how to deal with the Ukrainian problem.
If you ask me the world could do itself a favour, drop the sanctions on Russia over it, and let them annex the Ukraine as well as the Crimea. They would be doing us all a favour:-)))
And another thing that amuses me is those Alexa type gadgets. I am sure they are to have something for the Men to shout at and be fucking rude to without having them answer back. I vote they have a repetoir of sarcastic responses when Men ask them stupid questions or can’t be bothered to look something up because they are too bloody lazy to use a diary.
My husband doesn’t need one. He has me for the sarcastic remarks and bad tempered responses to inane questions.
Heres another Man-ism.
Our dog developed a nasty cough last night, and was rasping this morning. My Husband phoned the emergency Vet when told to, and we initially had the advice to give the dog children’s cough mixture from the nurse who answered the phone and take her tomorrow, Monday. I wasn’t happy with that advice, and was discussing what we should do with the sickly dog who also has a serious heart arrhythmia.
Lo, 10 minuets later the Vet phoned us. No definitely don’t give the dog cough mixture. She was already up having done a 5am emergency call to a cow. My husband immediately offered to take the dog to the other side of the island to the Vet.
He came back still chuckling. Apparently the Vet arrived at the farmers where he took one look at Her and said, ‘You’re new, do you do Cows’?
’No, I am the Cat specialist’. She said.
Oh well at least you’re honest, said he.
She said, ‘I do know one end of a Cow from the udder though’.
Thats all right then said the Farmer.
I can imagine the Cow rolling it’s eyes at her, with that ‘You have to put up with bullshit as well then’ remark.
As a dairy Island, every Vet that comes here has to know about Cows...
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