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All Women are Scandulous....

Analysis of all persons within a certain gender “being the same” – fact or fiction. Can it really be possible that all men or all women act the same?

Others and I have always made generalizations about the sexes that predetermine how we choose to interact. If you think all men lie then you are predisposed not to believe anything a man tells you when you meet him. If you think all women can be bought for a price you probably don’t trust a woman enough to have a stable relationship. We all seem to buy into these generalities, especially when we are hurt by one of them in a relationship. Then the “all men are dogs” or “all women are liars” seems to ring from every mountaintop.

But honestly, can you truly say beyond a reasonable doubt that every man in the world is a lying snake? Is it logical to surmise that God in his infinite wisdom made all women to be whorish? It would be safe to say that we are all programmed to be unique from birth and couple that with the varied upbringings we all experience and it’s not within the realm of possibility that the sexes interact the same way.

So some one hurt you and now you want to stereotype all the rest. Is it really their fault? Or could you be the blame?

Scientifically, in order to find out if something is affecting something else, say to determine when does water begin to boil, you only change one variable at a time and leave the rest the same. So you would use the same stove, use the same pot, in the same kitchen and the only thing you would change would be the temperature of the stove. If you used a different pot each time or in 5 different kitchens you might not ever find out what temperature makes water boil because you are changing so many things.

But what does this mean for stereotyping genders and blaming them for the failure of a relationship?

The same method can be used to see if you are the problem or the 100 billion men on earth. If you have the same set of values you look for in a man (money, fame, intelligence, well-built, freaky) and you present yourself the way and you talk to men who approach you the same way and you allow them to treat you the same way and you try to get them to like you the same way…scientifically...you will always get the same man.

You have changed nothing. 2 + 2 will always be four. You have adjusted nothing about your character, your dress, your mindset, your values, etc. – so you will always get what you have always gotten.

In order to find out if it’s you or the 100 billion men/women...try to change one thing about yourself & see if you don’t attract a different type of person. Change how you allow men or women to treat you & you may end up with one that means something. Maybe change how easy you allow a man or woman to have sex with you & you might wind up with a totally different girlfriend/boyfriend than you’ve had before. Try to get some self-esteem and you may get a man that won’t lie to you. Just change one thing and scientifically you will know…it’s me or no matter what I do I’m always going to get the same thing.

I think you will find as you change, what you attract will also change. So please no more all men or all women do this because they don’t. The only thing that is consistent in all these raggedy relationships is you. It may be time to see what kind of food you are leaving on your porch that keeps attracting all these strays. Try some new food & you might not get all these wild animals at your doorstep.

The Phoenix

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