A female alumna of Princeton University named Susan Patton recently wrote a letter to her alma mater with some (I’m not really sure what you would call it) advice. She said, “For most of you, the cornerstone of your future and happiness will be inextricably linked to the man you marry, and you will never again have this concentration of men who are worthy of you. Here’s what nobody is telling you: Find a husband on campus before you graduate.”
Wow. Your happiness will be linked to a man. It’s almost like she was flipping through a 1945 home magazine, read an ad an was suddenly inspired. Also, how many people do you know who meet in their early twenties are still going strong? I’m pretty sure encouraging early engagements is a terrible idea.
All that aside, I do understand what she is trying to say. If you marry a shitty person(male or female), you’re going to be miserable. So, make sure you find the right person for you and don’t settle for anything less. As a college grad, I’ll admit it’s hard to meet new people after you graduate. Most of my friends moved away after graduation. I’m in a happy relationship but would love to find new ladies to go dancing with!
So, I get what she is trying to say, but her delivery was all wrong. Very, very wrong.
This weekend I saw “The Great and Powerful Oz” and man was it terrible. I was really excited to see a visually stimulating film with a lot of creativity but what I got instead was James Franco making out with women and lots of green cleavage. The first thing you find out about James Franco’s character “OZ” is that he is a womanizer. Once he gets scooped up by a twister and lands in OZ he meets Mila Kunis’s character and starts laying it on thick. Mila instantly falls in love and can’t wait to be his queen. So, basically she seems like a stage 5 clinger. Fast forward 40 minutes and Oz has kicked her to the curb for Glinda the Good Witch. Mila sees them together in a magical ball and literally becomes green with envy. No joke. She is so mad that he left her that she eats a poison apple and turns into the green Wicked Witch of the West that we all know. Her new mission is to kill the man (that she has known for less than 24 hours) and make him pay for breaking her heart. Oh, and did I mention that even as a green evil witch…she still manages to have crazy cleavage? I don’t remember the Wicked Witch of the West flopping her boobies all over the place in the first one. UGH!
Women are constantly called crazy by men for expressing their feelings in relationships. This movie takes that “idea” and runs with it. Or should I say flys with it. This movie is terrible and a huge disappointment. Do not go and see it.
“The legal concept of coverture came from England and caught on in 19th century America: the idea was that a woman, upon marriage, becomes the property of her husband. She had no right to vote or take out a bank account because she could rely on her owner to do that for her. And, of course, she couldn’t be raped by her husband—because she was essentially her husband’s property, and he was free to do with her what he wished.” Read the full article by WILLIAM MACASKILL here: http://