I was talking to a buddy over the weekend about a messy relationship where two people weren't getting along and we got onto the topic of how some people feel a need to control the relationship and have a hard time getting along with their partner when their partner makes it known they aren't happy being led by, or punched in, the nose.
I grew up in a mostly catholic family. My parents met in the 50's and hung on to a lot of traditional ideas. My dad was the bread-winner and my mom was the home-maker. I only mention their relationship in passing since I was brought up in a traditional household with little exposure to "progressive" ideas, a wonderful euphemism in it's own right. They had different responsibilities and didn't allow themselves to get into situations that led to one of them attempting to control the other. Seemed to work for them for 20+ years until my mom passed away.
I've been living in the north country rural areas for the last 9 years now and have heard some horror stories about domestic abuse. This isn't a rural phenomena, in fact just doing a quick search, one site states rural and suburban areas experience 20% less of it than urban areas around the country. Maybe I'm just getting older and paying more attention to the extinguishing of personal liberties now more than before. Maybe it's due to the fact that rural communities have a tighter knit weaving through the fabric of their lives where partners are less apt to expose their partners, and themselves, to the shame invoked by the violence involved, the sheer relinquishing of liberties that goes along with such capitulation for the sake of saving face within the community. At any rate, some stories are horrendous. As someone who feels that personal freedoms are a fundamental right of all living things, I simply can't abide the limiting, or outright denial of, someone else's freedoms. It rubs me the wrong way in the worst way. But I digress.
To get back to the topic from over the weekend, the woman in this relationship is attempting to leave and be rid of this Machiavellian bullshit for good. Meaning she won't be sleeping with him, meaning no kids will come from that relationship, meaning his seed has been weeded out, left exposed and mummified on fertile soil in the bright sunshine. Ring the bell for liberty! I say. Natural selection through breeding wins again. The seed-trait of being a usurper, a bully, an effing tyrant has just been carved out of the gene pool. One bottom-feeder at a time. Hoo-rahh...!
Which led me to another branch on the thought-tree. Our kind, like every other living thing on the planet, is being slowly but definitively honed and sculpted, refined to reflect qualities that have staying power. Processes are in play that over the course of hundreds, thousands, and millions of years will define who and what we are. These will be the qualities that we as a species have declared through time, and our very existence, to be of value. We will declare these qualities to be representative of ourselves as individuals, and to be worthwhile to our civilization as a whole, and reflective of our massed conscious decision to be qualities that we find to be noble and worth passing on to the next generation.
Is that too much to take from a chick deciding to dump a loser?
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