the monologue.

Dearest shadow,

i wonder....

what is it about being female that makes life so difficult? i mean, why dont the boys have the same problems? Did god create an invisible washing label that read : wash and treat separately, iron on super high heat, use to absorb blame and reproach. Do not treat with care.

i'm a feminist. a full blown one. i think chauvinists ought to be castrated. and i strongly believe that women who make their counterparts' lives difficult should be shot with a pistol at point blank range.

if any of these happen in reality, please do not quote me from this website. I wont even kill a cockroach. i'd rather stand up on a chair, scream my head off and tear my hair off despite my hair loss situation.

but really, looking at such inequality makes my blood boil so much so that i'm worried my blood might just evaporate from overheating.

so what if you're a boy? just because you have a dick, you're superior? you can do EVERYTHING better than a female? and the opposite sex is your punching bag cum sex object cum unpaid slave? i cant accept that such a esthetically unpleasant looking body part is the driving force of bloated egos. geez.

oh and so what if you're my mother? does your need to please shallow people make you compromise ideas of justice and equality? what happened to the "god created all people alike" lectures i used to get when i didnt share my lego blocks, hot wheels and helicopters? why advocate something, preach something else and practice the complete opposite? i didnt get to play with my hot wheels btw. they were boys stuff.

What is about being a male that allows you to get preferential treatment? what makes you better? what is the x factor that makes you superior? i dont see it. you could strip a man and put him infront of me and i still cant see it. i'm not saying that women are equally competent at everything. but i recognise that there are things that men and women can do with much more ease. do you hear a woman say "oh you mean you cant talk on the phone, write a phone number down, doodle, watch tv, cut your fingernails and watch out for the boiling water in the other corner of the house at the same time? why, Thats downright pathetic!"

find me a woman who says that. i have a hat i can take off to her.

i'm starting to get this disillusion that there is that invisible label. and i think women enslaved themselves. why do things out of love for people when they step all over you and see you as nothing better than things that ought to be subjugated? where will you find another species like this? they enslave themselves. they make situations worse for their daughters, daughter in laws and make sure that the message gets passed unto the current generation of men and the next generation of women.

for a evolved mammal with a 3lb brain and at least 30% more brain connectivity between both left and right brains as compared to men, women are just plain wierd. almost primitive. you gotta agree. they'd rather teach other women to cook, clean, wash and please their partners sexually than to wake up and realise that they are in no way lousier than anyone else.

ok wait. someone get me NASA's number. i think i found the aliens. they've been living amongst us in the first place. i think they first started to appear after this huge comet hit the earth 65 million years ago. you see, its the men who "evolved" first. the women are missing from the evolution chain. so they ought to be the ailens. or did darwin completely forget their existence? someone conveniently forgot to mention that the bloody Y chromosome is a mutation and doesnt carry half of the genetic information required to make a full human being.

i always thought that the need to be loved, to be fed and to be nurtured was a human need. i just learnt today that all of that is a woman's JOB. she was put on earth to do just that. her sole purpose is to do that. Abraham maslow's hierarchy of needs doesnt apply to her. she's not human. so please get me NASA's number.

send me someone whom i can love, feed and nurture. then i'd just need to die. cuz, at the end of the day, thats what i'm here for right?

right. life has wonderful lessons. and this is one of those. and when it comes from your mother, you better listen. or else, you might not have dinner the next day.


i think then, that chauvinists ought to marry their own sex. why marry the gender that is lousier than you? i mean, shouldnt you marry someone your equal? you can make children in test tubes. oh and you can always make sure its a boy.

all i can say is, if i was the opposite sex, i'd be able to do my first solo flight. literally see the clouds three feet from my face. run competitively. play the piano from age 7. play golf. do my own aeromodels. gone to art school. majored in music and dance. come home without the need to report my location via GPS.

i was just telling nan that day...i think god is a man. I hope that this god whom i love alot, will let me learn this lesson for the last time. and please send me a man with a little god in him so that he'll save me from all the scary torments that my mom predicts in my near future.

yes, i'm a feminist. and i believe strongly in egalitarianism. if that helps.


oh and, thank you for reading my monologue and rhetorical questions with a pinch of salt....


i'll go brush my teeth now.