Emancipate Prince Charming
“By the way, if anyone here is in advertising or marketing, kill yourself. …No really, there's no rationalization for what you do, and you are Satan's little helpers, OK? Kill yourselves, seriously.”
----Bill Hicks
I’m going to admit something here that is probably going to disappoint a lot of men and surprise a number of more sensible women:
I love Valentine’s Day.
I love the schmaltzy cards, the cakes that are shaped like hearts and covered in pink icing, I love wearing the colour red to commemorate. Even though I know it’s all a marketing plot to terrify men and stage-manage women into spending money most of us can ill-afford these days, I still love it. I love it, even though I know very well that every man in a relationship, including my husband, probably hates it.
Because men cannot win on Valentine’s Day. They can never think like females, and so, no matter what they come up with ─ what gift, what card, what outing, they’ll never be able to live up to the icon of Prince Charming that both sexes have been deluded by since babyhood.
Prince Charming harms all monogamous romantic relationships, and is one of the main reasons why couples come to believe that, “the thrill is gone” after a number of years together. It’s not that the couple’s expectations of ‘romance’ are too ‘high,’ it’s that those expectations have always been a dysfunctional mess. And for that we can thank fairytales.
Let’s examine the Prince and women as they are portrayed in fairytales, which were one of the first literary selling tools of imbalance between the sexes, right after the Bible:
In Cinderella, there are five women. Three are greedy and malicious, and one is brutalized and downtrodden. The only one of the five (the fairy godmother) with any power that did not become hers by hooking a man, has been desexualized into an old, physically unattractive woman. Little boys and girls reading this fairytale are taught that a true man is a rescuer, and that the most desirable woman is the one who is meekest and has the smallest feet. (Standards of popularity that sure leave me out.)
In Snow White, what attracts the Prince is not only a ‘beautiful’ woman, but the ‘most beautiful’, according to a spiteful mirror, whose exacting qualifications mimic Mr. Blackwell’s.
But, it’s in Sleepy Beauty that PC’s choice for female partner is most disturbing. It borders on pedophilia. What the hell kind of marriage will he have with a sixteen-year-old virgin whose done nothing more than live with three maiden aunties, and then fall asleep?
No woman with any real spine, spirit, depth, or passion, truly wants to be any of these three gals. And yet, her image of ‘the perfect man, the perfect marriage,’ is equally skewered by these stories.
Fact: Even a loving, responsible husband or lover isn’t always going to be able to get his woman out of the sh*t of her own making. Nope ─ there will be times when he’s just as clueless about what to do to fix things as his woman is.
Nor is any heterosexual male, unless he’s narcissistic, self-absorbed, and totally shallow, always going to wear the perfect ‘Prince Charming’ ensemble. (Except if he’s from Rome, of course.) Instead, he will almost always pick his favourite, though far less glamourous ‘suit of mail’ when he and his princess go out on Valentine’s Day ─ and that will always be the one that doesn’t pinch around the crotch.
Fact: No self-respecting, modern female wants to get married before she does anything else, just so she can be “safe”. Nope ─ she’s going to want to get out there in the world and try stuff out, including other men, so she can learn who she is, and therefore which Prince she wants, before she settles down with him.
Nor is she going to wait with infinite patience while her lover tries to figure out on his own the best way to get inside the castle. Instead, she’s going to shout directions to him, whether he wants to hear them or doesn’t. And that goes for any ‘castle’ he’s trying to storm, including hers, by the way.
Any couple that adheres to the quaintly toxic notions fed to us in fairytales is going to be unhappy with their relationship, and unhappy with themselves. This stuff is cute once in a while, but it shouldn’t last forever, unless you live in a polygamist religious sect, and want to blend in.
So, for this Valentine’s Day, I say let’s see if we can, like in any good fairytale, transform the Prince and Princesses and release them from the parameters of their bond. Genuine, healthy romance can always be found, even in a long term relationship, if one knows where to look.
For example, does your husband:
• warm your side of the bed with his body, while you are still brushing your teeth?
• say, “Cellulite? That’s not cellulite, that’s just an adorable, little dimple?”
• ignore the endless opportunities he has to point out to you how horrifically bi-polar and boorish almost every member of your family is?
• love your biological children (his stepchildren) as his own, even when they are being so obnoxious you can’t bear them, yourself?
• consider making love to you one of the finest things in life, and commit to memory every little thing that turns you on?
• escort you someplace you know he really doesn’t want to go, and then tell you graciously that he enjoyed himself?
• believe in and support your dream, whatever it is, as much as you do?
Or, does your wife:
• do all the birthday/holiday shopping for the entire, extended family, because she knows that just the thought of doing it yourself, makes your stomach turn with anxiety?
• say, “You’re absolutely right, dear; I completely agree with you,” in a calm, believable tone, because she knows you’re upset, and can’t help that what you’re saying is completely asinine?
• try to make sure that all your favourite foods are in the house, even when you forget you’re running low on them yourself?
• leave you alone when you simply “don’t want to talk about it,” even when it’s killing her to know what “it” is?
• appreciate every gift you give her, even the ones you worry are not ‘perfect’?
• consider making love to you one of the finest things in life, and commit to memory every little thing that turns you on?
• believe in and support your dream, whatever it is, as much as you do?
If this list looks familiar to you, or you can make a list similar to it of your own, then you are part of a very romantic affair. Prince Charming and his Princesses cannot compete with what you and your partner have.
Enjoy your Valentine’s Day.
Comments
I was just commenting earlier how Happily Ever After is so overrated. Every day should be an enjoyment. Knowing that there is a happily ever after takes all the spice and spontanaiety out of life.
A second thing, men do indeed try and fix things. If you want help fixing a problem, discuss it with us. If you want empathy, discuss it with your best friend. Men have a hard time with empathy.
John
You know, it was really funny when I read part of this post on the neighborhood page. It stopped at "Because men cannot win on Valentine's Day" and then I scrolled down and saw "Enjoy your Valentine's Day." I knew there had to be more, but just how it stopped and started like that. Haha!
I think today's Jump Start has a lot to add to your post.
Anyway, you bring up a lot of good points. I happen to differ with you on the happy ending. I do think you can have a Happily Ever After. It all depends on how you define it. You know how sometimes you hear about those 80-90 year old couples that have been together for many years and can truthfully say that they have had a full, happy marriage? To me, that is a Happily Ever After. There might be some fights over the years and other bumps in the road, but to be truly happy, you have to be well rounded and be able to get through the tough times. Life is an adventure that doesn't stop til you do.
Also, I hate the overcommercialization of Valentine's Day. Ok, of too many holidays in general are too commercialized. It kills some of the of the joy. I'm glad you still like the holidays =) Can't wait for your next post!
However, I always get gooey in the knees when I see a couple sharing genuine love rather than showy, public affection. For such people, Valentine's Day is every single day, and to those people I always say "Happy Valentine's Day."
However, I always get gooey in the knees when I see a couple sharing genuine love rather than showy, public affection. For such people, Valentine's Day is every single day, and to those people I always say "Happy Valentine's Day."
However, I always get gooey in the knees when I see a couple sharing genuine love rather than showy, public affection. For such people, Valentine's Day is every single day, and to those people I always say "Happy Valentine's Day."
When I was young I would mention to boys when they were flirting with me that I was not going to have sex until I was married. They never called me again. I knew what they were after, I wanted someone who wanted more from me. I am more. Then Mr. L came along, I never used the line about sex with him because he respected me right up front. I call him my prince charming, he loves me for me, he supports me and he feels supported by me. We see each other as equals in this marriage, in our love. For Valentines day we just make it a point to maybe go out on a date, or exchange cards. We do not make it a big deal, because really, our romance happens every morning when he gives me a big kiss despite what I taste in my own mouth, when he hugs me so close before he leaves for work, when I slip tiny love notes in his lunch, when I greet him at the door with a huge hug and kiss when he comes home at night.
With Mr. L every day is valentines day. ;-)
"men have a hard time with empathy."
It's not that men don't feel empathy, I think it's just not comfortable for them to express it.
LOL! In reference to giving men 'space'
Oh, I've been cured of this female affliction of saying "nothing" when I actually mean"something," because when I say "nothing is wrong," husband says, "Okay!"
So, you see, I've been well-conditioned... ; )
Thanks for commenting, K.
Exactly! I agree with your version of Happily Ever After, too! And thanks for referring me to the comic strip, Cap'n
I read my fairy tales in their unbowdlerised, unexpurgated versions, where quite often the girl was better than the boy and it showed. Punishments were pretty extreme, too!
And Husband manages not a one of your list (I manged 1, so am not much better!). But we love each other, and know each other well; our history forms our jokes and our memories make up for a lot of faults. After 22 years of marriage, the pettiness seems not too matter too much!
We do not celebrate VDay - I hate chocolates, flowers become expensive, meals also increase in price and cards are just too schmaltzy for me.
Great post, Patricia.
"...Then you grow up and discover that there is no 'perfect' man, just an ordinary man with some great traits and some annoying habits who makes you laugh sometimes and makes you angry sometimes."
There's nothing truer than this.And it goes for women as well. But if he's got those great traits,them
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And after that happy note...very cool post...however....I like fairy tales. You just have to learn to read them right!!
Cinderella is really a story of REVENGE is a dish best SERVED COLD!
Snow White is about an ex-fetishist Porn-star that really CAN be happy with a slightly effeminate man-boy and have a "normal" family life
Little Red riding hood I think is a Russian fairy tale. It's got it all, the precocious "little" girl that likes getting eaten by "bad wolfmen", the twisted grandma who wanting to relieve a youth she sees as having slipped by thanks to red riding hood's "example", unfortunately dies of a stroke-mid-coitus and the big, bad-ass woodsman that gets rid of the "wolf-man" who likes to two-time little-red with her own (deceased) grandma....I mean you just KNOW that bad-ass "wood"-sman is gonna look after little red just right.
Beauty and the beast...a classic case of jail-bird pen-pals eventually getting axe-murderer Jim back on track thanks to some very fine pussy....
I tell you you just have to read them right!!
I had to learn that only a woman with a certain amount of self-confidence, only a woman who knows about her value by herself, should start looking for her individual Prince Charming, or, perhaps his smaller brother ...
Thank you for this post - I love Valentine's Day in the sense that it's nice to have a special dedicated day to stop and smell the roses (not literally) with the one you love, but not as a day that needs to be spent on expensive dinners, jewelry or anything else that Hallmark or DeBeers tries to sell. It's easy to take the ones we love for granted and in that sense, it's nice to have a day where we put everything aside and just spend quality time together. I sort of want to go out on a limb here and make the assumption that people who need to fill Valentine's Day with cliches are the ones who are not satisfied with themselves or their relationships - but everyone is different and enjoys different holidays for different reasons.
My boyfriend had made arrangements to pick up flowers for our mothers and grandmothers and ordered a bouquet for me as well. Before visiting our parents, he said "Pick out the flowers you want". There was a sense of 'where did the romance go' but I picked out my flowers and we both sort of laughed at how lame that was, but I told him that wasn't the point and I wasn't disappointed. The whole day was spent with our families, we did laundry and played some video games. Later that night, I suffered a severe allegic reaction to something we're not sure of yet, and needed him to take me to the ER. Without hesitation, he jumped to his feet, gathered the things we needed and drove me to the hospital. So my Prince Charming didn't bring me flowers, but he was by my side when I needed him most and that quite possibly beats any jewelry, flowers, or candy he could have given me all day.
well, i think Steven and i might fit the bill:) - this Valentine's Day, we sponsored a dog (one of the Michael Vick dogs) from my favorite place, Best Friends Animal Sanctuary (of course, that could be because we simply both have been having our quota of chocolate-ness for the rest of our lives!) - thinking i'll make this an annual thing, even though we donate money to those guys on a regular basis anyways:)
on the "Yes, dear, I agree with you..." bit , when he's feeling a bit out of sorts - i am afraid i don't quite come up to snuff - heheh - which would be why Steven's nickname for me is Evil Twit (i've gotten it embroidered on a jacket and a ski hat - lol!) - but, neither one of us do this, so i think we're even:) - lol! - however, he's much squidgier of a romantic than i am - and, i give him full points for that (and being a fantastic cook) - i reciprocate by making sure his ego is intact at suprise moments, though - it's amazing how stupid smart people feel sometimes
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