Ginger's no girl for me

Just yesterday a young woman comes my way, asking me if I’d been interested in taking part of a student’s survey. I know the game. Did it myself: wrote a concept, made a questionnaire, ran around bothering strangers and put a report together. Now what was this about?

"What kind of girlfriend are you looking for?" Ginger's first question was about. I confess, I'm neither the perfect gentleman nor a good house husband. Couch, TV and my PC take the best of me, even though I'm trying really hard. However, the question pointed in the direction of fortune polls you find in women's magazines. You know the kind of "What kind of person are you and where will you find the perfect man?!"
None the less, I had to give an answer. What does she want to hear? What did she think when she designed the questionnaire?
"She should be self-determined."
Of course, Ginger wasn't satisfied. I figure, she wanted to hear something like "blond, big breasts, thin, nude and willing", but I'm not that bad. She enquired what I meant, hoping to get some more results. As a happy single and someone who's actually more interested in finding than searching, the only answer I could give her was, that I couldn't do with someone who doesn't have a mind of his her own.

However, in reality it's like this: When I was at college, there were classes just for teachers, nurses and hairdressers that were usually just enrolled to by women. Each year more than fifty students enrolled just for one course, of which 95% been female, between sixteen to twenty years old and not very bright (if they were, they wouldn't have been there). After two years only fifteen of the fifty made it to last test. Most of the rest dropped out, at least half of them because of pregnancy. Of course that's their thing to found a family and give new live, but typically those mothers are faster at the end of the road than any other group. Most of them never go to school again, will never have a qualification and will only work in awkward jobs, if they'll work at all. Without work, they are not able to pay into the pension font. Without that, they will have a minimal pension and bad insurance. Only chance out is – and hasn't changed in Germany for decades - the formally acknowledged husband. Since marriage gets out of fashion these days and every third couple splits up, I wonder how these women will live when they've reached a certain age, when they are completely dependent on their role as wife and mother.
While the husbands earn money by traveling, meeting people and doing all sorts of things they are later able to relate to, women tend to throw their world traveling dreams over board. The only people they meet regularly then are family members, the parents of their kids’ friends and the hosts of the afternoon talk shows. Basically it's a self-inflicted social exile and it's not only done by the stupid, it's also done by the well educated. They achieve the best grades (better then men), have ambitious aims and then – when they are finally at a position to leave an impression - withdraw to family. *sigh*
Best thing: When it comes to splitting up such women rise to their best by developing a high capacity for the legal system. Particularly in laws governing divorce, alimony and child care they become experts and fight like lions. It's hard not to sympathize when family is everything for them. *more sighing*

Okay, shame on me! As a man I'm of the obnoxious half of the human species. I'm obviously neither able to empathize nor do I have an idea about the double burden of motherhood and career. But it worked with my upbringing and Mom's from – you know – the last millennium. It sickens me, to have to play to the standards of families' bread-earner role model while it's the hundredths International Women's Day. I have no reason to look for an attractive young woman, who would willingly degenerate her self-esteem and visions, by throwing away her career to care for children and household. That sort of female devotion is men-kind's oldest version of slavery. Thanks, but no thanks.

No idea what's going to happen in the next decade or so, but I want a woman who lives self-reliant and I don't like the idea of keeping a human pet. Instead I register one Barbie doll after another and become frustrated when I encounter surveys like Ginger's. Of course I didn’t tell her all this in detail, but if you like to know more about how society creates self destroying females, you may watch "Killing Us Softly 4" by Jean Kilbourne I embedded below.

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