Basking in Reflected Glory

“Oh!” exclaimed The Little Prince.

And he was suddenly 

overcome with sadness. 

His Flower had told Him 

that She was The ONLY 

one of her kind in 

The Universe. 

And here were 5000 of them, all alike, in one single garden!

“She would be rather resentful,” 

He thought to himself, 

"if she could see THIS… 

She would cough and cough 

and pretend She was dying 

so as to avoid being 

thought ridiculous. 

And I would have to 

pretend to nurse her, 

for otherwise 

she would really 

LET herself die... 

in order to humiliate me.”

Female Conspiritorial Bullying

“ My daughter used to be really irritated about that because she, like most people, was the target of feminine conspiratorial bullying at one. . . She’s no pushover, my daughter.

So it wasn’t like this was a continual thing or that she didn’t know what to do about it.

But she had observed these girls conspiring against her and blackening her name on Facebook, which is part and parcel of the typical female bullying routine, which is often reputation demolition. 

There’s a good literature on that. And then she’d watch what would happen if my son would have a dispute with his friends. 

And maybe they were drinking, and there was a dispute. They’d have a fight, and the next day they were friends again.

That’s another thing that’s strange is that men have a way of bringing a conflict to a head and resolving it. 

And it isn’t obvious to me that women have that same, perhaps you might call it, luxury.

But it’s also the case that men don’t know what to do when they get into a conflict with a woman. 

Because what the hell are you supposed to do?

Mostly what you’re supposed to do is avoid it.