The Wandering Deity's World

Women, now is the time to unleash your inner beast and make him come crawling towards your feet.

Needless to say, this is what the book Why Women Marry Bitches -- A Woman's Guide to Winning Her Man's Heart by Sherry Argov, is all about.

Mind you people, the bitches referred to in this book are not the mean manipulative witches who bring suffering to others; the author defines a real bitch as someone who has a "strong conviction, with her own identity and is secure for who she is... the woman he dreams of marrying..."

The book forewarned everyone that this is "not written to coddle your inner child." True to her words, Argov tackled the "strategies" that will make him commit, whether he likes it or not, in a rather colloquial manner. The book aims to teach women the proper ways of scaring the wits outta him. The subtle methods to make oneself inexpendable and thus make the prince charming propose  unconsciously.  

Which led me to think, are men really that stupid and women that desperate to get married? 

After a few days of engaging myself in what the author calls a no-holds-barred intense tete-a-tete with men who are happily married to bitches, I felt cheated out of my 11 bucks. I find the book of no use in my current state. It doesn't apply to us. Nope. I know what I want and I certainly don't want to trick him into marrying me so that in a few years he will be sadly hanging out in his favorite bar, telling all the dudes who care to listen, MJ is a psycho bitch.

The sound of it is disgusting already. Blasphemous.

Seriously, there are principles that Argov laid out which, she calls a brilliant maneuvering of a man's ego. "If he doesn't call you in a few days, fails to give you what you want, you should do the same thing. Monkey see, monkey do."

I definitely don't agree with that. What if something happend to your man and no one thought of telling you knowing that you two are together most of the time. You just give up on him then? 

The author assures that if he's into you, he will start to wonder where you are, what have you been doing when he's not around. Bla. Bla. Bla. Yeah. What if he accidentally fell off a cliff or bumped his head and acquired amnesia? What then?

With all the dignified, feminine and winsome blueprint that the author laid out... she forgot one vital issue...

At the end of the day, it's not the cold-calculating Ms. Galaxy or the smart independent Ms. Librarian who gets to live happily ever after... it's the woman who ordered Karate Kid in Starbucks because she forgot her boss's favorite coffee mix and hoped that the barista will get what she's trying to say; the one who laughed her brains out/ cried her lungs out in public, not caring what others may think of her; the one who calls him in the middle of the night, simply to ask him if he's having sweet dreams; the one who loves and gives without reservations...

She is the one who gets to tie the knot with the man who perceived all her imperfections and flaws as endearing assets. She is the one who stays married with him for as long as she's living... And she's no bitch.