Friday, March 12, 2010

So, Your Girlfriend Loves Bill Compton (part two)

Without further ado, let us finish up yesterday’s post:

5. “But isn’t this guy in love with…his lunch?”

Oh, you guys and your literal, pragmatic brains. Don’t overthink it. The idea of a vampire saying, “technically, you are my lunch, but you’re special so I love you” is suspiciously similar to the way women always want to “change” the bad boys. We grow up and realize that a manwhore is just a manwhore, but the seed of the bad boy fantasy lives on in what we read. “Oh, but he’s going to CHANGE for ME!” It’s stupid, but it’s still alive way, way back in the middle school parts of our brains. (We are ashamed of this.) Besides, the idea of a guy singling us out and saying, “you are not lunch, you are special” is also a variation on what we really want to hear. We don’t want to believe that men think of us as useful, yet tiring foils (as we are almost always portrayed in Super Bowl commercials). We want to believe that you’re with us because we’re special, not because we’re tolerable.

read on

Thanks EvilAmy

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