I was delivering a speech recently at a function in Sydney, Australia, when a gentleman approached me and introduced himself. He proceeded to inform me that he first met me when I was eleven years old. I asked him how he remembered that far back and how was he so sure. He went on to tell me that he was in my class at school way back then. We got to chat some after my talk and he asked if I was married. When I said no he went on to say that obviously I would have been married several times. When I replied only once he said he was surprised. He told me that when I was at school there were always lots of girls in my life. I had to laugh for I was so very young back then, but it got me thinking about how he had perceived me. When I was in my teens I enjoyed the company of the opposite sex and encouraged their company. Well I guess the years have rolled by but somethings don’t change. I continue to enjoy the company of women but surely that does not mean I should have been married several times.
On the way back to my hotel I started to reflect on just how things have changed and continue to change when it comes to women and their roles in both their personal and professional lives. However we still often hear about the so called ‘glass ceiling’. ( I might add that I accept that such a thing exists )
We now have many women in powerful positions around the world and the numbers continue to grow. The United States could very well have their first female President in a few months. Germany has a very strong leader and Great Britain has its second female Prime Minister. Many other countries have already had female leaders including Australia, Canada and New Zealand. Scotland has a great woman in charge. So, although I accept there is perhaps some way to go, things are moving forward in the business of equality are they not?
Having said all that, as a male, may I still retain some of the values and attitudes that I grew up with and treat women a little differently without being accused of sexism. I want to open the door and walk on the outside of a woman. I want to be the one doing the heavy lifting and I want to let you walk in before me. I want to enjoy your femininity and style and admire your elegance.
So to all female readers of my rant, I am so very in favour of a level playing field but can you please indulge me, just a little, and allow me to also treat you as a woman? And I mean that in a very non sexist way. I have no interest in watching a guy walk down the beach in a nice one piece black swimming costume. Give me the female form every time. Oops… did I say that?.
PS. I am more than happy to let you gal’s deliver the babies though…lol