Watching an old couple vacate the bus. It's nothing like watching a person of my age or younger, step off the bus- but more like a moment that triggers some unexplainable thing within you.
This morning on my way home I watched this little old lady, slowly but surely make her way off of the bus, and then once her feet were on solid ground, she turned around, held out her hand, and helped her husband, who held a cane in one hand- and bags in another, safely step off the bus.
We grow up being constantly reminded that the male species is superior. Stronger. Better. Yet in that moment, watching the old women, help the old man, there was no distinction between superior and inferior- his body was just as weak and frail as hers. Age is not sexist. Ages comes whether we like it to or not. It is something most dread- but why dread something that is inevitable?
Yes the male is physically built superior to that of a female. Yet there is more to each species than the physical aspect. Yes men can use their strength to beat women, to hold them down- but does using power they were given without having to work for, to place others in vulnerable and inferior positions, is that really being superior?
So Men are stronger, so what? Eventually age will take over, and just as I saw today that will no longer matter. The women will help lead the man off the bus, and not because she has become superior- but because the male has finally seen what its like to be physically inferior. Because with age- there is no longer a clear and distinct difference- they become one in the same.
Alright that's all I've got for now, naturally there is more going on in this head of mine- but I either can't find the right way to put it down, or I'm not sure it should be pasted across cyberspace...so like always more will come later.
Tak Cau,
Mit hezky den ( have a good day)
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