We can all agree this is a "time that tries men's souls." I
would only add that any time is a time to appreciate a woman's beauty.
Now
before you start...! This has nothing to do with objectifying or
stalking beautiful women. Simply speaking for thousands of robust men
here in Chicago and millions throughout the world exercising their God
or Darwin-given right to enjoy the inestimable gift of feminine beauty
on a summer day.
To be sure, there's a delicate line between
enjoying and gawking. Truck drivers and girder workers gawk. Men of my
age (old!) and culture (finally passed chemistry!) have mastered the
undetected glance:
* during an expressway gaper's block, you pull
up to her car and point down to her tires; while she checks them out,
you check her out
* on a commuter train or plane, you work
discretely from behind a partly folded newspaper; again proving that
modern technology like the Kindle has its limits
* in a restaurant, you simply but innocently ask the waiter for a different (and closer!) table
* at a party, the rules loosen because now you're free to speak as well as stare
Two
exceptions to the rules: (1) at a ball game with thousands of screaming
fans, you are permitted to stare as long and as hard as you wish (2) if
you're married, you explain to your wife the latest scientific analysis
for this male behavior: "Honey, it's not me, it's my genes that make me
do it!!"
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