While most of you are having sex, oral sex, anal sex, phone sex or getting drunk or are already deep into your REM cycle, I thought I’d take the time to craft a nifty Venn Diagram on Paint to show off my Fine Arts skill and to discuss Faith, or more specifically, my Faith in Men.
When I moved from Dhaka to Toronto, some of my wiser friends advised me not to date Bengali Men, because as past experiences of mine had indicated “Bengali Men are Cunts.”
Since then till now, I’ve dated different shapes, sizes and colours. I branched out Westwards slowly. Pakistan (fois deux), Arab Nations, out of Islam and up towards Spanish, Puerto Rican, German and Costa Ricans. A midnight kiss with a Jew. I came, I saw, they came. You know what I mean, Veni Vidi Vici and such.
But after a considerable number of douche fucks, dick heads and cunts (a general consensus of only slightly biased individuals of both genders) the conclusion was made: All Men are Cunts.
Stop! I prostested! Let me make a Venn Diagram for you! And Venn Diagram I did.
As you can see, there are Bengali Men. And there are Cunts. And then there is the intersection, Bengali Men that are Cunts. Similarly, there are All Men. And there are Cunts. And then there is the intersection, highlighted for better visibility, know all All Men that are Cunts. My optimism and faith in Men - both are disgusting and to a degree laughable. But I refuse to believe that all men are cunts. I know truly wonderful men who love and adore their significant others, and yes, I will admit that with an exception or two, every man has been an extraordinary cunt to me and have not made me feel adored, but I have faith in the good. I’ve proved it mathematically.
Generalized opinions, such as “Men are Cunts” and “Women are Bitches”, and the popular notions such ast every relationship will be exactly like that one awful relationship you had, are unfair. You deny people a chance to love and find happiness - you deny yourself a chance to love and find happiness - because of some inane conclusions that too many people have come to because, let’s face it, they’re fucking lazy. Finding love isn’t easy. You go through hell and back. You find love and you go through hell and back. And so they perceive it better not to experience the circus of emotions love entails, because they’re lazy and scared.
Everyone deserves a chance. Sometimes even two. And we owe it to ourselves to have a little faith.
