Perfect Gentleman, Alas…

I am in love thrice the year so I realize I am not exactly credible on the subject. I like a man who supports all my follies. Who does not seek to edit me as many men tend to do… As if – I am an unfinished draft of sorts! As if I want to figure in their boring novel in the first place!

My Dear Friend Prof explains feminism as follow. Ah! “Olivia, an African man like me, who grew in a patriarchal context, was socialized to think women are subservient to him, can you imagine?”

I’d have married him but for the big problem that he isn’t christian ( which I was willing to overlook) but he also doesn’t want kids. As in, can my village witches let African Juliet find her Romeo?


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