There is an epidemic that has become an inflection upon certain fathers of the western world’s daughters. To them, it is an innocent thing, born out of love and happiness. A stark contrast for the rest of us, and when I say the rest of us, I am of course talking about the male population. This virus is an altogether disgusting and ugly abomination of a cultural kind, and it has to be stopped, or else future generations of men will suffer the same fate as us; complete and total hatred towards the loveliest creatures to have ever walked the planet but, if only they didn’t know it.
There is an epidemic right now of girls dumbing themselves down… in middle school because they think it makes them attractive. Danica McKellar
Princess culture has swept the world thanks wholly to a few fathers that, for some reason bow down to their daughters as if they were some precious creation that spawned from the centre of a rose as suppose to his hairy nut sack! We worship women in such a fashion that is unknown to them, apart from the instinctual need that each of these sirens feel, that of being held within a man’s eye. Surely, a father’s love for their daughter would satisfy this appetite for male attention, annoyingly for us, it doesn’t. However, it is not the love or attention that they desire from men that is the problem; in fact I quite enjoy nothing more than filling such famine desires, after all it goes in the territory of being a devilishly handsome charmer! What is and remains the problem is the depth of the well, that has been created by these weak men. If you dropped a penny, don’t expect to ever hear a splash.
In my dreams, I could be a Princess, and that’s what I was. Like most little girls, I believed nothing less than a Prince could make my dreams come true. Loretta Young
Princesses are never satisfied. Raised with a expansive wealth of blinkered expectations, these creatures are quick to argue when uncomfortable, or made to feel second best. They’re vile, disguising creatures and are doomed with a destiny of that of the angry old lady on the bus that nobody gives up their seat. Crying herself to sleep most nights, she wonders “what went so wrong?”
All the people like us are we, and everyone else is They. Rudyard Kipling
One of the most important lessons a parent can ever teach their child is that of the importance of being aware of other people’s feelings, and that they’re no more important or better than anyone else, and certainty shouldn’t command such respect. Nevertheless, this vital lesson in character building is lost. Parents are for the most blinded by ego, denial and regrettably the worst one of all, love.