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The Myth of the Woman's Roar
I moved to Los Angeles in 2002 and quickly learned that much of the PC nonsense shoveled down our throats throughout all levels of education (and the media in between) has proven itself to come up short in all respects. Part of this PC fiasco revolves around the myth that woman are capable of doing what a man can - and even better. While I will never dispute that there is always the exception to the rule, I will lay down all of my cards and state that: Women, as a whole, are fundamentally inferior in all aspects to men - especially in the corporate work force.
Since I've been in LA, most of my bosses have been women (which is kinda weird). From shitty corporate sales jobs to publishing, to working in the film industry, I have discovered that woman not only fail in the intelligence department, but seemingly fail to grasp the concept of alternate approaches no matter what the task at hand. At first read, one might suggest that these are the traits of all bosses, but these faults are compounded by the natural fact that women are chemically imbalanced. Bouts of hysteria, crying, and eratic moodiness accompany their professional routine to the point of madness. Regardless of the task at hand, i have found that every female boss I've worked for is an absolute failure, an illiterate idiot, and hyper insecure and often react with spite.
I've become so frustrated by this realization that I can barely stand dealing with women at all at any level of transaction.
Am I missing something here, or are we slowly, as men, being forced to work down to a more complicated, less structured, and fairly imbalanced standard? On top of all this, I can't tolerate all of the "powerful women" bull crap about how they've been held down by men and have to battle them everyday to keep their position - all i can say to that is: So what bitch, welcome to the world, fucking act professional.
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When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.
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