I don't understand? Why do young women love bad guys?

haha! Well, There are so many weak, whiney, effeminate men now who are so afraid of everything,
a man's man is exciting!
Would you believe I agree. I look at today's colleges where everyone, male or female seems to be offended by something, that compared to the young 'uns I am a real he-man. Actually, I am no longer a whimp anyway. My wife wouldn't let me! :)
 

Here ya go:
A poem by me a few years ago:

Do men exist not bridle bound?
Who stand lone in morn's rise?
men not bent to soft dispose
by yarded fence or women's cries?

What men assert this rebel stance/
Who fiery fights mundane?
Revels boldly with abash
and strides the worldly reign?

Who's hearty laugh, unbridled taunt
Who's bond of word stands just?
Wh can't be shackled in restraint
for freedom is his lust?

men who gouge the paths they walk
who's bearing measures large
he bends to no one, can't be girthed
Who greets his fate with charge?

Do men still breath the wild air?
by Cheryl Gaer Barlow
 

It goes back to caveman days. Grogette wanted a man who could protect her and the munchkins from other Neanderthals and man eaters, a real tough guy. She wanted a hunter, a Grog good with his hands and a club and strong enough to carry heavy things. A Grog who would check a dark cave for saber toothed lions and tigers and bears, oh my.
Well, what I've heard about the Neanderthals, they clubbed their women and dragged them into a cave! Who would want that? Were the women crazy in those days??? :)
 
Here ya go:
A poem by me a few years ago:

Do men exist not bridle bound?
Who stand lone in morn's rise?
men not bent to soft dispose
by yarded fence or women's cries?

What men assert this rebel stance/
Who fiery fights mundane?
Revels boldly with abash
and strides the worldly reign?

Who's hearty laugh, unbridled taunt
Who's bond of word stands just?
Wh can't be shackled in restraint
for freedom is his lust?

men who gouge the paths they walk
who's bearing measures large
he bends to no one, can't be girthed
Who greets his fate with charge?

Do men still breath the wild air?
by Cheryl Gaer Barlow
A wonderful poem! Can I gain a bit of redemption in your eyes when I say that I came to Canada by myself at the age of twenty, experienced and overcame all the hardships of an immigrant, and that I was a sailor for thirteen years! Does that count toward "real man?" :)
 
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It goes back to caveman days. Grogette wanted a man who could protect her and the munchkins from other Neanderthals and man eaters, a real tough guy. She wanted a hunter, a Grog good with his hands and a club and strong enough to carry heavy things. A Grog who would check a dark cave for saber toothed lions and tigers and bears, oh my.
Bingo! Give the man a loin cloth! 😆 Wimpy guys die in the wild. If you wanted to survive, you picked the bad ass who could provide for you and protect you.

I've had good and bad. If you pick him right, you can have a good, bad boy. Yes, they exist! He's the boy who knows when to be bad but knows how to act in front of your parents.

Not all bad boys wear leather jackets. 😉

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Born bad.

Bella ✌️
 
Well, what I've heard about the Neanderthals, they clubbed their women and dragged them into a cave! Who would want that? Were the women crazy in those days??? :)
That's a myth.
In the 1950s and 60s (and even now), there was a pervasive, fairly specific cultural myth of the mating behavior of cavemen, where the caveman would club a woman over the head, and drag her by her hair to his cave. This of course bears no resemblance to anything in real prehistory.
Source: Google.com
 
I was not overly attracted to bad guys, but, for some unfathomable reason, they were often very fond of me. 😁
Same here; I had so many crushes on so many good type, domesticated (as somebody put it above) "beta" males but all I ever have seemed to attract are "alpha", bossy males. The good guys always seemed to treat me like a sister or didn't know I was there.
 
That's a myth.
In the 1950s and 60s (and even now), there was a pervasive, fairly specific cultural myth of the mating behavior of cavemen, where the caveman would club a woman over the head, and drag her by her hair to his cave. This of course bears no resemblance to anything in real prehistory.
Source: Google.com
Of course not! It was a joke based on the fifties cartoons! (y):)
 
Okay, time for a clarification. I was not talking about strong, confident men. I was talking about bikers and mafia bosses and drug besotted rock stars, and how female readers appear to be attracted to them! I don't blame anyone for liking Sean Connery or Clint Eastwood! Or any other symbols of true manhood! :)
 
Okay, time for a clarification. I was not talking about strong, confident men. I was talking about bikers and mafia bosses and drug besotted rock stars
Just popping in to say that some of the nicest guys I've known have been bikers. And I hear mafia bosses are very much into taking care of family. Well, unless someone rats, but that's a whole other thread. ;) Oh, and working in the music industry years ago, I can say that drug besotted or not, musicians can be absolute temperamental divas... male and female alike.
 
I do not know. In my case it was often to learn their stories. We all have one. I can think of one biker dude who first time I saw him he was bouncing in a bar. He was talking to another biker with a full keg tucked under his arm. Fast forward a few years and he got interested in medicine. Turned out he had a photographic memory…was dedicated and fearless. He became a paramedic…respiratory therapist…registered nurse. The tatoo on his arm said “live hard…die fast”. An unfortunate placement of said tatoo meant his paramedic uniform covered the live hard part…
 
Same here; I had so many crushes on so many good type, domesticated (as somebody put it above) "beta" males but all I ever have seemed to attract are "alpha", bossy males. The good guys always seemed to treat me like a sister or didn't know I was there.
You should have come over and talked to me. I was the one sitting by himself, not daring to dance because he might step on your toes! :)
 
Okay, time for a clarification. I was not talking about strong, confident men. I was talking about bikers and mafia bosses and drug besotted rock stars, and how female readers appear to be attracted to them! I don't blame anyone for liking Sean Connery or Clint Eastwood! Or any other symbols of true manhood! :)
Over the years, Sean Connery aired some rather disturbing views around slapping women. For example, in an interview with Barbara Walters, he indicated that, in his opinion, slapping a woman was acceptable, providing she deserved it. Hardly the mark of a real man.
 
Over the years, Sean Connery aired some rather disturbing views around slapping women. For example, in an interview with Barbara Walters, he indicated that, in his opinion, slapping a woman was acceptable, providing she deserved it. Hardly the mark of a real man.
But he was a man of his time. I don't condone slapping a woman but I remember two movies that were full of wives being taken over a man's knee to receive a spanking. And the audiences loved them and saw nothing wrong with it.

John Wayne's "The Quiet Man!" with Maureen O'Hara comes to mind. There was another Western (ah, now I remember "McLintock") with the two of them, where another spanking scene was featured. Her mistake? She was stubborn and disobedient to her husband! You couldn't make a movie like that these days. Time has moved on, but some of us get a bit stuck in the past!
 

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