My Southern Gothic Life | Chapter 15: Pretty Women

New post on my other blog:

I am a Southern Gentleman.  I can’t help it.  It’s who I am genetically, who I was raised to be and, simply, who I am.

That means, I put women on a pedestal.  I can’t help it.  I was raised to view them as these ethereal, superior creatures that I am here to protect and serve.

I was never taught to view them as less than me, but still, I know the feminist, justifiably, have issues with men like me.

Put me in social contact with the biggest motorcycle dyke, with a shaved head and tattoos, I’ll still open the door for her.  I can’t help it.

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