I’ve met a few happy women in my life. But I’ve never met a happy womenfolk, a country or collective of happy women.
Arab women are certainly unhappy, mostly because arab men treat them poorly. The ones treated well are also unhappy. The other arab women make sure of it.
German, Scandinavian, and Canadian women have it all so they can be happy. But instead, they create voluntary unhappiness by caring about plastic straws, masks, government regulations, and things outside of their control in general thus making them perpetually unhappy. They seem to be the unhappiest of them all.
Russian women are reliably unhappy because they want men with contradictory properties. Those who do win the lottery have to send their children to die in war. There’s no happiness for the Russian woman.
American women are very unhappy. They don’t know the meaning of enough, so they subscribe to more and more unhappiness.
French women aren’t happy either. They’re just French, which looks like happiness but really isn’t. You see it when they’re at work. Unless they’re baking, gardening, or shepherding, which they really enjoy, it’s just torture for them, so they start to torture everyone around them. Just miserable from 9:45 to 16:15 when they eventually call it a day and start drinking immediately.
Latin women aren’t happy. They can be at times, but it’s highly combustible happiness. Love makes them angry, hate makes them angry, and happiness makes them angry. They enjoy being angry.
Asian women aren’t happy. In all fairness, neither are men. They’re either smiley like Thais or Indonesians, or optimistic and upbeat like Indians. That’s not happiness. It seems that happiness in general is not a thing in that part of the world. People just smile and move on. They don’t concern themselves with these frivolous concepts as much as we do.
Men, on the other hand, are reliably happy. Regardless of which folk you consider, we’re just satisfied with the same set of things. Those who have it are happy, those who don’t have it are angry. Arab men are happy, even those being bombed on a daily basis can be found very happy on the slightest occasion. German men are pretty happy. Russian men also tend to be happy even when they’re on the frontline of some unnecessary war. Scandinavians? They don’t even know what unhappiness is.
We’re all tense and stressed for sure, but if we have friends and our sports team is winning, then we’re pretty fucking happy.
It seems to me that unhappiness must be a property of women. For example, if you’re a man, this text probably makes you happy. If you’re a woman, it makes you unhappy.
If you were to reverse this text, it would still make men happy, and women would still be unhappy.
