Don’t expect any sophisticated analysis or world changing insights in the next few moments here. I was a party last night at a friend’s apartment. It was quite a wild evening. On a brief tangent my friend’s boyfriend drives me crazy. He was in his full modus operandi. Loudly pontificating on the merits of a people’s violent revolution over the state, and slapping women’s assess as often as he can get away with it. Apparently class concientiousness does not neccesate any progressive thinking about gender relations. Grr. I’m getting very sidetracked here, I digress.
I met K at this party last night. We enjoyed a breadth of wonderful conversation: animal rights, role playing games (think “nerds” not S&M), poetry, environmental activism, and so on. I was very happy to have met a kindred intellect. However, there was a “problem” that could very likely derail our potential friendship. K was a particularly attractive woman. Very often I find that women, particularly those who are sexually attractive by popular definition, are very distrustful of men’s motives who apparently want to be friends with them.
I think this is likely a natural development that many women get from being constantly pursued from every angle, even from “nice guys”. I think it is valid and understandable. But it still makes me sad that people would otherwise be kindred intellects and wonderful friends may not be because of that kind of systemic reality. Thankfully, I think my authenticity comes through pretty well.