[ARCHIVED THREAD] - Chivalry is dead in my mind (Page 1 of 2)
Posted: 4/17/2012 12:39:15 PM EDT
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I want to start off by saying that I am married, and plan on staying that way, but here is my beef.
Women want to be treated equally, yet always want to be recognized as being downtrodden. We have all seen the "women make 76 cents for every dollar a man makes" poster. I keep noticing however that women continually want be treated like men, "as equals". For the most part, more women graduate with Bachelor's degrees than men. So I have made it a point to no longer perform the societal niceties that are expected for men to do for women. I no longer open doors, remove my hat, stand up from the table when they stand up, etc. If they want to be treated equally, the fringe benefits stop. And yes, I did buy my wife an engagement ring. Call me a misogynist, but equality should mean equality. |
| I don't act courteous for women. I try to be courteous, because it's the right thing to do and I try to do the right thing in my life. It's a code to live life by not something done to please other people or get brownie points for. I think if you view it from that perspective you'll be able to get passed when women are rude to you for being courteous. |
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I hold the door for my wife and sometimes for other people, but always for my wife.
I pull the chair out for my wife, almost never for anyone else, but always for my wife. I open the car door for my wife and bring it around for her. My wife acts, and thinks like a woman and she expects me to act like a man. I stopped caring about other women when I got married. |
| I hold the door open for anyone behind me. This is just courteous, and not necessarily specific to "chivalry". The only time I don't, is when someone is sort of far away and they see that I'm holding the door, but they don't make an effort to hurry up a little. In that case, I let the door shut and go on my way. |
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I hold doors, am polite, and basically what one would call a "gentlemen." I have, however, realized it will get me nowhere, it's just how I am. On the other hand, I DON'T put women on pedestals, put up with "princess" mentalities, and no longer look to women as future wives, mother of my children, etc. Those days have passed me by. Still doesn't mean you can't be chivalrous... |
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I once heard the story of a man who held a door open for a woman. The woman became offended and said, "You don't have to hold that door just because I'm a lady."
The man replied, "I'm not holding it open because you're a lady. I'm holding it open because I'm a gentleman." Courtesy is something you do because it's who you are. |
I was walking home from the corner market a few years ago, I had ran down to the corner market to get a few decks of cards for a magic trick I was learning to use a the bar I tended. I got about halfway home when a huge rainstorm blew in, the kind where each raindrop is big enough to cause light head trauma. I was stopped at an intersection waiting for the "walk" signal to go on when this beautiful co-ed in a light rain jacket and tennis shoes stopped beside me. We both looked down at the curb, where a 2' wide puddle had already accumulated. Being a gentleman I told her not too worry, and I pulled off my jacket and laid it over the muddy puddle. She couldn't believe it, and gave me the most boner-tickling smile I've ever seen. She started to say thanks as she stepped down onto my jacket. I looked around a the 5 cars stopped at the light watching us. Then, with great flourish, I grabbed the edges of my jacket and yanked it with all the speed and snap I could muster. I might be chivalrous, but first and foremost I'm a magician. That trick works better with dishes and a tablecloth though.
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I was walking home from the corner market a few years ago, I had ran down to the corner market to get a few decks of cards for a magic trick I was learning to use a the bar I tended. I got about halfway home when a huge rainstorm blew in, the kind where each raindrop is big enough to cause light head trauma. I was stopped at an intersection waiting for the "walk" signal to go on when this beautiful co-ed in a light rain jacket and tennis shoes stopped beside me. We both looked down at the curb, where a 2' wide puddle had already accumulated. Being a gentleman I told her not too worry, and I pulled off my jacket and laid it over the muddy puddle. She couldn't believe it, and gave me the most boner-tickling smile I've ever seen. She started to say thanks as she stepped down onto my jacket. I looked around a the 5 cars stopped at the light watching us. Then, with great flourish, I grabbed the edges of my jacket and yanked it with all the speed and snap I could muster. I might be chivalrous, but first and foremost I'm a magician. That trick works better with dishes and a tablecloth though. http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff100/PBIR/chiv.jpg Funny story, but I never understood the "jacket on the puddle" thing. Is that a real thing that people actually do or did? I'm inclined to believe it's not; it's ridiculous pandering. She can walk around the puddle, just like I would. |
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When it became "required" rather than a courtesy to be appreciated..........that's when I refused to do it. Sure, I'll open the door for my current GF, but she also kind of tends towards the 50's style wife than the current crop of gold digging, entitled, high maintenance, party all night, spend all your money, and demand you support her stupidity that is rampant in today's time.
So, yes, for her........she's earned it. |
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Quoted: Quoted: I was walking home from the corner market a few years ago, I had ran down to the corner market to get a few decks of cards for a magic trick I was learning to use a the bar I tended. I got about halfway home when a huge rainstorm blew in, the kind where each raindrop is big enough to cause light head trauma. I was stopped at an intersection waiting for the "walk" signal to go on when this beautiful co-ed in a light rain jacket and tennis shoes stopped beside me. We both looked down at the curb, where a 2' wide puddle had already accumulated. Being a gentleman I told her not too worry, and I pulled off my jacket and laid it over the muddy puddle. She couldn't believe it, and gave me the most boner-tickling smile I've ever seen. She started to say thanks as she stepped down onto my jacket. I looked around a the 5 cars stopped at the light watching us. Then, with great flourish, I grabbed the edges of my jacket and yanked it with all the speed and snap I could muster. I might be chivalrous, but first and foremost I'm a magician. That trick works better with dishes and a tablecloth though. http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff100/PBIR/chiv.jpg Funny story, but I never understood the "jacket on the puddle" thing. Is that a real thing that people actually do or did? I'm inclined to believe it's not; it's ridiculous pandering. She can walk around the puddle, just like I would. "When Walter Raleigh met Queen Elizabeth I, Raleigh is reputed to have thrown his coat over a muddy puddle to allow the Queen to cross without getting her feet wet. Such activities were once part of chivalry, but are less common nowadays." |
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I open and hold doors for women, whether or not they are acting like ladies. I do this not because they are ladies, but because I am a gentleman. +1 ETA- you can say "you're welcome" even to the one's who don't say thank you. Frankly I can't really remember an incident without a thank you, I frequently find myself holding doors for ladies at the stores, post office, etc. and I almost always get a thank you or at least a charming smile. I guess I vaguely remember a time or two in college where I got that look from a feminist for holding the door for them. On the flip side I'll say thank you to some lady who insists on holding the door for me. (Think double doored vestibules) Return the smile with charm. 
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