Monday, August 30, 2004

What are little girls made of?

What are little boys made of?
What are little boys made of?
Frogs and snails, And puppy-dogs' tails;
That's what little boys are made of.

What are little girls made of?
What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice, and all that's nice;
That's what little girls are made of.

--An old nursery rhyme

It's pretty obvious that girls are made of sugar and spice (and maybe just a bit of cattiness), but little boys are made of frogs and snails? No wonder most of them have to act like the dominant, better sex.

When do you see these men (little boys?) at their worst? When they're driving. Especially when they drive stinking, crumbling buses along EDSA trying to cut off the other driver of another bus because he had encompassed the whole lane picking up passengers.

Of course, women may have their occasional shouting matches with the claws all out (the inherent cattiness in them), but these man have to take the cake for pure and simple animal emotions and instinct. When they're threatened, they have to take drastic action: they corner and pounce on their prey until there's no going back. There's no puppy-tail wagging with the tongue hanging out; that only happens when they're in front of their women.

And women? When are they at their worst?
Their worst?
We're perfect, silly.