Player haters want to know who you are,
When you’re coming down like a Superstar
- Fat Pat, ‘Superstar’
Like most people, I often have problems when trying to understand the general public. Men and women definitely have varied views in the way they look at life. If men are from Mars and women are from Venus, then that would make both genders aliens here on planet Earth right? That actually makes a lot more sense. Of course, any generalization can be labeled a ‘stereotype’ that does not fit the actual full Diaspora of gender differences. But personal observations DO define reality, and I’m from the Southside.
One of the main differences I think men and women have is their time delay. When something happens to a man, whether by words or actions, more than likely he is going to react to it immediately…
I’m going to be a little late coming back from lunch; I’m going to the barbershop.
D’mn! With all the hair you’re missing, why are you even paying for a haircut!!??
Aww shut up fatso…I ain’t trying to hear NOTHING from no FAT boy!!
But your wife likes this big belly tho’..
Yeah and your mama likes this bald head..nah!
[Shoving, wrestling, punching and flat out fighting]
After a fight, men that are relatives or close friends sit up and lick their wounds together..
Hey mane..I don’t play that mama stuff.
And I don’t play that wife stuff
Well you called me fat
Cuz you called me ball-headed
Aiight..cool.
Cool.
And that’s it..men are going to have a confrontation (argument, fistfight, court order) and get an understanding. Afterwards, the protocol will be clear, they’re either going to still kick it together or they won’t deal with each other again unless its strictly business. In contrast a woman’s reaction time would be of an entirely different force and magnitude…
Hey girl, listen, I’m going to be a little bit late coming back from lunch, I’ve got to drop by the beauty shop.
You gotta go buy some more weave? (half-smiling)
What?? Girl, MY hair is REAL!!
I know, I was just playing with you girl.
Oh..okay then.
Nothing else being said or mentioned about it, but later on while talking to another girlfriend on the phone..
Girl, you ain’t go believe what this fat heifer said to me today!
What girl??
Loud talking me saying I was going to 'buy some more weave' all in front of folks!
What?? Why did she say that? Your hair isn’t even a weave??
I know! She just up there trying to high side because that cute delivery guy was in there.
D’mn! You can’t even be FLY no mo! Them haters are just waiting!!
Ya know! Hmph..don’t hate me cuz I’M LIVE!!
You need to get that cow back!
I am.
What are you going to do??
The next time she tries to front me like that, I’mma have to let her know about those played out too-tight pants she wears… EVERY Friday!!
What started as a slight joke, quickly turned into a full-fledged battle of position. The recording department had already started making mental notes of every outfit the enemy wore to work. The emotion department had internalized the pain of the offending comment and instead of releasing it to the external action committee for immediate handling, this pain is instead sent to the boiler room, to ferment and fuel the rationalized revenge furnace. Hell hath no fury as a woman scorned…Shakespeare knew what he was talking about. It is the depth of this boiler room that makes the woman a much different creature than the cold and somewhat dimwitted male. Say the typical male memory bank for emotions is about the size of a toaster, then the female equivalent is about the size of an 18-wheeler. A lot of women can remember stuff from YEARS ago that hurt their feelings..and they never forget about it and let it go. Instead they let it marinate in the furnace, waiting for the time to explode.
Now no one knows when this aforementioned time delay is going to activate. It could be the next time a ‘joking’ remark is made, it could be reflected in the form of a hateful smirk, or it could just fester within clandestine conversations between everyone but the two parties involved. In the meantime, both parties have to start paying special attention to their appearance so that the ‘enemy’ doesn’t catch them slipping. The hair and nails have to stay tight, as does all the outfits, makeup and accessories. Women and gay men go the hardest in the paint by far when it comes to fashion. There is a silent minority that could really care less about looking ‘vogue’. But the majority of women have a DEEP and STRONG affinity for a sexy pair of shoes. I think this deep rooted shoe attraction is a key component of why appearance is such an important part of the female identity. But that’s just me and my dimwitted-testerone laden mind.
I really wish ALL people could be more real with each other as a collective body. All the whispering, slander, fakeness and gossip is wasted energy that could easily be directed in a positive form. There’s nothing wrong with being a ‘Superstar’ but you have to be prepared to handle the consequences of commanding attention. Superstars have to be prepared to handle the ‘haters’. Hate can’t be beaten with hate, that just breeds more hate. Hate can only be defeated by love. It takes a strong person to stay positive and loving under an assault of hate, but such is the battle. Here on the Southside, the Superstars and the Players alike wave the two fingers of peace high in the air and smile while we keep on doing what we do. Because we know that the haters are like the poor, they will be with us always.
