Quite a sad topic it may seem on one hand, but it's high time we stopped looking at headlines and cover art as much as brand name...
“Ilya, I don't understand what else young girls lack” - words of one man, when talking about intercourse. “Ilya, what else could be needed?” - astonishment when talking about the actions and behavior of a girl.
This “need” is the stumbling block in the relationship between a man and a woman. Today is 2020 and yes...no one needs anything from each other. What am I talking about, let's look back 40-50 years ago when our parents and/or grandparents were building their relationships. Back then, they were each other's backbone, support and a really important, necessary link in the mechanism called “family”. Back then, the man was the breadwinner and made money, big money. At home, a woman who kept the hearth and waited impatiently for her native man from work, setting on the table just cooked a hearty and flavorful dinner. She waited there, where he came to rest, where he was in a hurry, knowing that comfort and warmth of heart were waiting for him at home.
It was... before... Today, I repeat, 2020 and the woman is more than ahead of the man in financial prosperity... now she wants to return to coziness. A man is able to cook a hearty dinner himself or be satisfied with an order of anything delivered on time. Yes, and after work to stop by the cafe will not be difficult. Service for every taste and every whim... but what about the human warmth and tactile contact of someone with whom you feel good and pleasant?
Not without it! Yes! Just how often and for how long do you want to be hugged, kissed, chugged, and smiled at while listening to your monologues about your hard day at work? Seriously...think about it! People need people for short periods of time. To be right next to me... to be my dear, my one and only, my favorite, my golden one. Or necessary... because I'm too lazy to do anything. And very soon the radius of “personal space” starts to increase, when silence is the main listener and comrade.
I have everything. I can do anything. I don't know what else I'd want. I quickly tire of the imperfections around me. I don't hear or feel needed... all the vectors of these “I's” have a very clear direction. And it's not anyone specific, and it's not necessarily the prerogative of one particular gender...we all are. But there are exceptions to every rule. And here it is - the radiating, giving person. The one whose “I-vectors” are directed away from him. Just because it's more pleasant to live that way. And so... he meets another such person? And they start throwing these “vectors” at each other, who is faster, who is bigger. They will not even consider each other, because it is not the victory or the result that matters (which in their essence change the direction of movement of “I-vectors”), but the process itself.
Now, I don't know if your mood has changed since the first three words were read or not, but the title is just a topic for thought and the cover is an opinion stimulant. Why does a man need a man?
Not without it! Yes! Just how often and for how long do you want to be hugged, kissed, chugged, and smiled at while listening to your monologues about your hard day at work? Seriously...think about it! People need people for short periods of time. To be right next to me... to be my dear, my one and only, my favorite, my golden one. Or necessary... because I'm too lazy to do anything. And very soon the radius of “personal space” starts to increase, when silence is the main listener and comrade.
I have everything. I can do anything. I don't know what else I'd want. I quickly tire of the imperfections around me. I don't hear or feel needed... all the vectors of these “I's” have a very clear direction. And it's not anyone specific, and it's not necessarily the prerogative of one particular gender...we all are. But there are exceptions to every rule. And here it is - the radiating, giving person. The one whose “I-vectors” are directed away from him. Just because it's more pleasant to live that way. And so... he meets another such person? And they start throwing these “vectors” at each other, who is faster, who is bigger. They will not even consider each other, because it is not the victory or the result that matters (which in their essence change the direction of movement of “I-vectors”), but the process itself.
Now, I don't know if your mood has changed since the first three words were read or not, but the title is just a topic for thought and the cover is an opinion stimulant. Why does a man need a man?