The Men
I was getting frustrated with them. They gave endless suggestions of solutions to problems they will not and do not want to solve. They want someone else to take care of them. Someone else to have the answers and justifications for the flaws surrounding them and the flaws in themselves. They want their wives and daughters and granddaughters to take care of it. Take care of it the way women do.
But they will never ask directly, instead they announce their frustration and impatience aloud passively and wait to be tended to. And when they are successful in their demands, they will say to the rest of the men,
“Now this is the way it’s supposed to be”.