Ugly Truth #1: What’s A Girl to Do With Low Status, Invisible Men?

Giving a shit about people you instinctively look down on is really hard to do! Contempt is my default emotion when I encounter downtrodden men—the unemployed lads, the bros, the thuggish cluster of dudes in track pants, smoking, jeering, nowhere to go, their chests puffed out as they loudly utter barely coherent phrases, desperate to convince themselves and passers by that they matter. But their eyes betray how much their hearts aren’t in it. My guess is that they’d opt out of their lives and be someone else in a heartbeat if they could. Someone with a good job, status, their own home, a higher IQ, and people who respect, admire and depend on them. But they were never given the choice. As I sit here writing this I’m wishing I could magically gift these men a better start and a greater sense of purpose in life. Yet when I encounter them in real life it’s a different story. The minute downtrodden men cease being abstractions and appear before me on the street, or in a bar, my charitable emotions evaporate. Without fail, a strong desire for segregation (out of sight, out of mind) kicks in—as does revulsion. <a href="https://medium.com/@penny.lipmann/https-medium-com-penny-lipmann-ugly-truth-low-status-invisible-men-e6fecc7ad93a">Learn More</a>