Why are women so crazy?

Forgive the generalization.

Granted lots of men are too, but why do so many people seem to seek out drama and cause for stress in their lives? Life can be pretty simple and enjoyable if you want it to be.

sigh

I don't think gender has too much to do with being 'drama queens' these days.

Toooooo many people have been indoctrinated into the "MEEEEEEE Generation" in the past couple of decades...

It's not women. It's both men and women. I could be completely wrong here but my observations have made me come to the conclusion that we as a society might be growing up faster than ever as far as responsibilities go but as far as maturity goes, we are not maturing at the same age we once were.

Of course, I am being general too but most people I know in there mid to late 20's and early 30's act like a bunch of high schoolers. And I also am observing that most "problems" between people (at least with the people I know and have to talk to daily or weekly) are not dealt with at all. They are simply ignored. No one confronts anyone when an issue arises. It's always, "don't say anything" or "be careful of what you say because you don't want to offend anyone".

Men aren't men anymore. They are over-sensitive douchebags that don't know how be secure, make decisions, and stick up for what is right or at least stick up for what they believe is right.

And women are more interested in attention from anyone than substance from one person. When they get together with there friends they talk like valley girls. "Like, oh my god". And when they talk to each other, they aren't listening. They are simply waiting for their turn to speak. :blah:

Of course I could just be generalizing here. :D:D

I suspect that a little over half the population may have some difficulty with forgiving the generalisation.

Here's why women are crazy: because they are the child-bearing sex, they have lots of "down time" in the old Cave, gestating, suckling and caring for Cave-baby. Men were designed to simply be more physically massive and physically stronger so they could both fend off enemies and drag sabre-tooth tigers back home to said Cave for Cave-mom and Cave-baby.

Men also have much more testosterone---the flight, fight and {censored} hormone--coursing through their veins than women do. What this all means is that, in caveman days, just as today, most men can physically overpower most women. So, in the battle of the sexes, most women simply cannot always defend themselves well--- physically, that is. To compensate for this undeniable inequality, Woman has had to devise and cultivate all manner of mental and emotional coping strategies to protect her own self-interest and the saftety of her children. Women really ARE more sensitive on all five senses... they hear sonic frequencies men don't (the better to hear babies crying), they smell and taste food that's gone bad before a man will (to protect her milk and her children)... A woman has to see more colors to safeguard her role in the family and cave-society (the vast majority of color-blindness and astigmatism occurs in men).

Not infrequently, this has entailed trying to predict and second-guess just what the man in her life is gonna do: Is he going to caress her? Hit her? Bring her food? Throw her physically out of the Cave? Like her parents? it has been of monumental importance for a woman to be able to successfully predict men's behaviors.... it meant life-or-death.

This is why women are crazy.... They're always trying to live their life as best as they know how, but lingering in the back of her cavewoman mind is the omnipresent knowledge that man can beat the {censored} out of her physically. This kind of "walking on eggshells" behavior has been ground into woman at the cellular level; so modern women still live with its legacy. It will often look like "craziness" to today's urban caveman who doesn't appreciate this dynamic...

Modern cavewomen are torn, because they are scouting out the male who looks (and smells and feels) strong, aggressive and virile--- for optimum child-rearing, genetic hybrid vigor, and protection of the family--- but at the same time, they don't want a man who's going to be a too-aggressive brute.... who only wants to {censored} her and beat her up and leave her for the next Cave-bimbo who comes along. Human babies, unlike precocious birds and snakes, are altricial and need lots of close care before they reach adulthood (13--18 years, depending on which GOOD HOUSEKEEPING article you read). Women need a guy who's in it fer the long haul, so they will often go to what seems to be ridiculous extremes to attract and keep a man (read: Maybelline, breast enhancement and pole-dancing). This is Woman's Eternal Dilemma, and it will sho' 'nuff look like craziness to many.

Very insightful - - and chauvinistic.

One can't escape ones roots though... The basic dynamic between genders is evolving, but even evolution starts with what's already there.

I have a song that explains it all.

Someone had a rather interesting upbringing to say the least .

Here's why women are crazy: because they are the child-bearing sex, they have lots of "down time" in the old Cave, gestating, suckling and caring for Cave-baby.... :blah: ...Women need a guy who's in it fer the long haul, so they will often go to what seems to be ridiculous extremes to attract and keep a man (read: Maybelline, breast enhancement and pole-dancing). This is Woman's Eternal Dilemma, and it will sho' 'nuff look like craziness to many.

...and men say that women are crazy???

Okay

Maybe he likes to be called Bam-Bam when he clubs his woman and leaves her for the next cave-bimbo to come along. :D:D

When I read the first line, I thought the lines below would be sure to follow...

My grandmother bought me a cute little toy

Silver bells hanging on a string

She told me it was my ding-a-ling-ling :D:D

This isn't going to turn into a Tom Leikis-like thread, is it?

When I read the first line, I thought the lines below would be sure to follow... My grandmother bought me a cute little toy Silver bells hanging on a string She told me it was my ding-a-ling-ling :D:D

I thought the same thing!

Maybe this dates me a bit - - but I remember hearing that song for the first time at a Chuck Berry / Quicksilver / Trapeze concert around 1971. The ticket was $4. (Ahh, the good ol' days... the older I get, the better they were!)

Dude....incoming for sure. Wilma is gonna be along on the Mercedesaurus and she's gonna run all over yer cave ass like 20 times. Sleep with one eye open, on an inflammable surface, and watch for poisoned Brontoburgers. :lol:

Dude....incoming for sure. Wilma is gonna be along on the Mercedesaurus and she's gonna run all over yer cave ass like 20 times. Sleep with one eye open, on an inflammable surface, and watch for poisoned Brontoburgers. :lol:

ROTFLMAO!!!! :D:D

So its pretty much trying to find a girl who's craziness can be compatible with my own I guess.

Oh yeah, and make sure that you don't leave any loose ends hanging on the sheets you sleep on when you come in drunk at night. She might just tie you up in them while you're asleep and give you a dose of your own medicine, while using YOUR club to clobber you.

When I read the first line, I thought the lines below would be sure to follow... My grandmother bought me a cute little toy Silver bells hanging on a string She told me it was my ding-a-ling-ling :D:D

I learned to hate that song so very much (being a big fan of the Chuck Berry hits of the fifties) that I must have put it completely out of my mind.

The line from my song actually is a (very slight) ref to another song -- Leadbelly's "Cotton Fields":

BTW, philbo, that $4 concert ticket was pretty expensive for 1971, seems to me. I remember top tickets for rock shows being in the $3.50 range. Maybe that was with the 50 cent agency fee?

I've considered myself a feminist since the 70s (in the sense that feminists support an equal playing field for men and women -- something we have yet to achieve as a society, and that's painfully obvious) -- but I never thought it made any sense to ignore our biology or our history as a species. Jokiness aside, there's a fair bit of truth in this, seems to me.

But Ras should discover the joys of breaking his writing into smaller, easier to read and absorb paragraphs. (Also, if one is going to eschew lines between single space paragraphs, he should certainly employ paragraph indents.)

A good beating every now and then keeps them in line

One's own better judgment is usually the best advice a person can find. Nobody knows yourself better than you. If you meet a chick that tries to change your ways, accommodating in the beginning to appease her will NOT change after you make her yours.... it only gets worse. The same is true vice-versa with man to woman.

DATE!!!! Go out and find out if the two of you are even compatible by spending time togther doing things that you enjoy doing; sports, music, movies, travel.... Do these things BEFORE romping in the hay if you are looking for ANYTHING of a relationship. Sex can offer a false sense of security and become a obstacle in genuinely getting to know a person.... plus it's WAY too risky to be jumping into bed with a stranger.

If you're just in it for casual sex, make damn sure that she is on the same page as what you are and that you BOTH practice safe sex. Intimacy can lead to insecurity; especially if one partner has stronger feelings than the other. Great lovers don't always make good spouses or companions, and at times, the compatibility does not extend beyond the bedroom. Actually, it's sometimes harder to walk away from a great lover that causes you grief in your life than someone that is just mediocre or lousy in bed who is a chump .... At times, when you are the restless spirit type, chemistry and passion will prevail over comfort and security.

Sex is indeed an important part of a relationship, but one must remember that sex is NOT the relationship itself. If you're not seeking a commitment while indulging in an intimate encounter, then keep your head and your heart out of it. If you don't, you'll go crazy.... You'll think your partner is crazy if all doesn't go as according to plan... You'll find yourself caught up in the HEAD GAMES and strapped inside an emotional rollercoaster that doesn't have brakes to slow the downward spirals....

Anyway, there's so much that can be said on this subject... but crazy is what you make of it.

BTW, I am using the word YOU in a third person sense that is not directed at anyone in particular.

I think I remember hearing about Willie Nelson's wife doing that to him once...

Tied him in the sheet & beat him with a broomstick. Might just be a fable. But even fables are worth listening to.

Wow, Ani, that is very profound. And, at this point in my life (divorce just became official on Friday the 13th, last month, then my youngest son went off to Marine boot camp a week later), it is extremely sage advice. Now, all I have to do is decide whether I'm in it for casual encounters or a long lasting emotional rollercoaster!

Actually, it'd probably be stupid to pursue anything, serious or not, this early on - I'm going to need solitude more than anything else for a while, methinks. Hopefully that'll let my soul regraft itself onto my heart, or whatever...

I'll see if my 2 cats are in the mood for conversation, for the moment.

I've never heard anything about Willie Nelson's wife because I'm not much of a country music fan. I do, however, remember my mother telling us about one of her aunt's that did that to an abusive and drunken husband one night when he beat her up. After he dozed off to sleep, two other women helped her tie him up and they all three beat the holy crap out of him. I guess that he never hit her again after that. Me... I divorced my abusive husband; that was husband #1 and there were no children born to the marriage.

There was also a housewife in the neighborhood that I grew up in that put her husband in the hospital during his sleep for cheating on her. She took one of the old time steel cannister vacuum hoses to his you-know-what and turned the high powered vac on full speed. This incident happened years and years before Lorraina Bobbett hit the news headlines.

If only I could be half as much of the bitch that some of these women are... sigh!!!

Though she's years younger, I'm a fan of some of Kelly Clarkson's material... Just Walk Away describes me to a tee.

wow, that must have sucked!! (;)Sorry, couldn't resist!)

FWIW, I'm really glad you're not a bitch at all... In fact, as far as I can tell, you're the anti-bitch. (I hope that sounds better when you read it than it did when I clicked 'save')

Some might tend to disagree with you because, at times, I can be. I won't lie. Just never when I NEED to be in my personal life. Some of the folks that I manage on the job don't think I'm so sweet... at least that goes for those that are indolent.

But thanks anyway... I'm a different person outside of work than I am standing on the front lines at work.