Hell Hath No Fury

So, I was talking to my cousin Kareem in our usual debriefing and I came to one very founded conclusion. Dudes are effed up. I mean, not that I didn't already know that but I was reminded of this fact when Reem the Dream and I retrospected to our days of kindergarten. When you're five-years-old you're sweet, cute, and innocent. Right? Wrong! While that may be the case for little girls, that is not all true for little boys. They are scarred in a way that I have only just realized tonight. Scarred in the way he thinks to connect with the opposite sex. Think about it, when a young boy likes a little girl his age what is his first impulse to get her attention? Push her down in the sandbox. Why not? It's a perfect plan. It gets her attention. It makes her cry. It makes me feel powerful. When little Jimmy decides that he likes lil Sarah what is the first thought this seven-year-old has? Put a worm in her hair. That'll get her to love me. When baby Duante sees little baby Whitney looking nice in her purple bib, what is his initial inkling to grab her love? Take her rattle and watch her sob. Why is it, for reasons unknown to me and probably men everywhere that we arrive at the same conclusion about how we relate to women? No matter what our circumstances, who our parents are, or what our experience has been. When relating to the opposite sex, males of all ages, creeds, and ethnic backgrounds learn almost from birth one way of relating to women. Violence. Is that not a shame? Think about it. Every pair of children you've ever seen playing on the swingset of a playground. Think even back to your own childhood. How did you let the first girl you ever had a crush on know? How did the first boy to like you show it? There is something terribly wrong with that. In a class I took this year at HU called "Violence Against Women" we studied the behavior of societies that exercises hostility towards the female gender; through subjugation, ostracization, mutilation, and the ever-popular marginalization. Seems to me there is something more vile that taints the heart of global society as a whole. There is something in the way we are socialized as human beings that somehow teaches male children from the wound that they are superior to their female counterparts. And it is this oppressive superiority complex that forms the strongholds of Bigotry worldwide to keep women in their place, below glass ceilings. What a tragedy. It seems it's high time someone pushed back. Well here's my stand. Women, I make a vow right now: I will never hit you (not that I would have before) and I promise to teach my son a different way of looking at our Queens. I feel I have to do something. It's a problem that no one has ever given honest thought. Why? Why aren't we talking about these things? Domestic violence didn't just grew from nothing. (Yes, I said it like that on purpose) And if someone doesn't take drastic measures soon, Rihanna is not going to be the only beautiful and battered daughter of the 21st century. Why we do we live this way America? How can we truly heal this World? We gotta do better. Let's take this first step, right here, right now. Together.