Where a Woman's Value Lies: My Life Lesson to Midget

Well, Midget… your birthday's coming up soon, so I suppose it's about high time that I taught you the lesson that you would have had to learn on your own. We all know that whatever we learn can't really be used to help those who haven't been there yet. Everyone's got to go through their own heartbreak when the time comes, but I thought I'd put it out there for you to chew on. You're going to be 6. You'll need this information in about 10 years.

So percolate on this: Your value as a woman lies in only one thing. Your pussy.

People don't like it when I say this. They think I'm generalizing too much. Men think I'm being too harsh and critical of them. Women think that it's a depressing thing to try and teach to a child. You and I both know that I have never kept the realities of life from you. Well, aside from that St Nick thing. I like having something to be able to blackmail you into behaving for.

I would love it if you grew up in a world that valued and respected you for your mind. Granted, we've still got some work to do in that area, but it would be nice if you found the love of your life and the most important thing for them about you was your mind. That they would cherish you because you are more intelligent than other girls.

I would even love it if you could be loved and valued for your sense of humour. Anyone who ever meets you realizes that you already have this in spades. You're a very funny little kid, Midge. I can only imagine that you will get funnier as time goes by. Yet, it's not going to be what you are most treasured for, sad to say.

It wouldn't make me happier to see that you were appreciated for your confidence, your loving nature, your compassion, your wit or your strong will. I would jump for joy if even one of these things was what was put at the forefront of your chosen love's adoration for you.

Yet this will never be.

You see, your most valuable asset will be none of these things. Your most valuable asset will be your vagina and the access that you allow to it.

Sure, you might be able to draw someone in with any of the above mentioned things. There will be people who will proclaim that it is these things that make you special to them. Yet it is none of these things that will make you VALUABLE.

Sex is what keeps our species running. The access to or the denial from sex is what will set in stone your value as a woman.

You can use your pussy to barter for things. If you're good enough with whom you dole it out to, you can get gifts, proclamations of love, respect and honour. You can make people crazy by giving it up and then taking it away. If you really want to feel your power, your control, and your value, it is in knowing when and with whom to give the pussy away.

If you give it away too freely, the value of it will vastly decrease. Supply and demand, Midge. The more available something is, the more people that it is recklessly given to, the less it is worth. Yet if there are several people clambering for it and you resist giving it away, you can set its price at a premium. At least that's the concept.

So you see, dear child, you can work to be smart. You can strive to be funny. You can luck out and be very pretty. But in the end, all women boil down to what is between their legs and how open or shut those legs are willing to be.

There are good men (and women) out there who will know how to treat you right and not make you feel as if you are simply a host for a body part. But should you not love them and allow them access to your precious pearl, they will leave. They will find another.

They might mourn you, but there is always more pussy out there in the world. If one store runs out, there's always a Wal-mart up the street.

And their shit is always on sale.

I love you, Midget. One day I hope someone will love you properly and as much as you love them. One day you will love someone for what they bring to you. Their heart, their mind, their compassion, their wit, their passion for life… whatever. You are most likely cursed to love the way I do: with stupid, blind abandon.

You will be loved in return. There is no doubt of that. You will be loved for who you are. But your value? That will all hinge on your pussy.

Cruel realities of the world, baby. I brought you into this place, and sadly, I must guide you through this mess.

That, and hold you tightly the night you come home crying after learning this lesson on your own. I promise not to say "I told you so."


Discussion of the Day:

To borrow from Steve:

"Men want sex. Sex with fit women is more enjoyable than sex with overweight women.

Women want love. Love with a fit man is the same as love with a fat man."

How true do you find this statement to be?