Fortunately you have got
Someone who relies on you
We started out as friends
But the thought of you just caves me in
The symptoms are so deep
It is so much too late to turn away
We started out as friends
Sign your name
Across my heart
I want you to be my baby
Sign your name
Across my heart
I want you to be my lady
Time I'm sure will bring
Disappointments in so many things
It seems to be the way
When your gambling cards on love you play
I'd rather be in Hell with you baby
Than in cool Heaven
It seems to be the way
Sign your name
Across my heart
I want you to be my baby
Sign your name
Across my heart
I want you to be my lady
Birds never look into the sun
Before the day is gone
But oh the light shines brighter
On a peaceful day
Stranger blue leave us alone
We don't want to deal with you
We'll shed our stains showering
In the room that makes the rain
All alone with you
Makes the butterflies in me arise
Slowly we make love
And the Earth rotates
To our dictates
Slowly we make love
Sign your name
Across my heart
I want you to be my baby
Sign your name
Across my heart
I want you to be my lady
This was one of Yat's fav songs. I should have put it in the revised post about What Do Women Want (Part 1). When I thought about it, Self Destructive Streak was too harsh and judgmental - people grow and change as they go through life; so does love - it may grow or it may wither over time. I came to the realization that Yat had probably had a Feminist Awakening or Consciousness (read Betty Friedan's The Feminine Mystique*) and felt that she couldn't exist as a mere appendage to Heinz, as Frau Gombel, the wife of the MD; so I changed the post to Her Own Identity, Her Own Money, Her Own Space.
She may start out thinking that she had found a good 'catch', a responsible provider and a husband who had elevated her status in society, but the sense of isolation and monotony of being a 'non-entity' is simply unbearable (that accounts for the popularity of the soap opera, Desperate Housewives). Most thinking women need to be more than just Mrs. Somebody or they will start to project their frustrations on to other women whom they perceived as having more fulfilling lives. So many women are being told that they are lucky to have successful husbands and children, but deep down in their hearts, they feel the emptiness of being just extensions to other people.
All the mansions, luxury cars, designer labels and jewelleries in the world cannot make up for the lack of meaningful and substantial achievements of their own, independent of their husbands' and children's. Or they will start to find perverse delight in trivialising and even sabotaging other women's achievements. I may post What Do Women Want (Part 3) when I have finally articulated my own experiences on this matter.
As to Why Women Love Bastards as a retort to Why Men Love Bitches, I retracted that phrase since it seemed to evoke strong reactions from certain quarters who took it as a personal attack. I thought it was a witty repartee, but then again, it was not fair to Geog either. He may be very different from Heinz but he must have appealed to Yat's nurturing instincts.
"You don't need a silly dance to do jack-squat with yer life"
* The Feminine Mystique, detailed the frustrating lives of countless American women who were expected to find fulfillment primarily through the achievements of husbands and children. The book made an enormous impact, triggering a period of change that continues today. Friedan has been central to this evolution for women, through lectures and writing (It Changed My Life: Writings on the Women's Movement in 1976 and The Second Stage in 1981). She was a founder of the National Organization for Women, a convener of the National Women's Political Caucus, and a key leader in the struggle for passage of the Equal Rights Amendment. Friedan published her latest book, The Fountain of Aging in Fall, 1993 and is co-chair of Women, Men and Media, a gender-based research organization that conducts research on gender and the media.
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