It's a Snow White night tonight on the old DVD player. Disney movies always get me to thinking. What a different world we live in than the ones Disney creates. What a difference in perceptions.
Imagine if a woman randomly wandered into your house today. She'd be put in jail as soon as the police could cuff her and haul her away. Even if she did clean the joint first. She'd be considered nuts. She labeled a loon. A lunatic. Breaking and entry. She'd have a record. This woman who so willingly cleaned an entire house for a bunch of old men would be ostracized.
What's happened to the world?
Is there not a place for a friendly young woman with a glorious voice in today's world to stroll into a house here and there, do a good favor and go about her life without any ramifications? Nah, there's not.
Hell, Goldilocks would probably get a bullet blasted through her tiny frame and it would be called justifiable homicide.
What's happened?
I'll tell you what. We've grown pessimistic. We've come to expect the worse in strangers. We've come to look at them as threats and risks that we shouldn't gamble on. We cross road when they're walking down the sidewalk heading toward us. We shoot first and ask questions later.
Well, I for one have a place for Snow White. Goldilocks, too. I don't want to grow so jaded and afraid that a woman who just wants to earn her keep and a girl who just needs a rest can't find a helping hand.
Imagine if a woman randomly wandered into your house today. She'd be put in jail as soon as the police could cuff her and haul her away. Even if she did clean the joint first. She'd be considered nuts. She labeled a loon. A lunatic. Breaking and entry. She'd have a record. This woman who so willingly cleaned an entire house for a bunch of old men would be ostracized.
What's happened to the world?
Is there not a place for a friendly young woman with a glorious voice in today's world to stroll into a house here and there, do a good favor and go about her life without any ramifications? Nah, there's not.
Hell, Goldilocks would probably get a bullet blasted through her tiny frame and it would be called justifiable homicide.
What's happened?
I'll tell you what. We've grown pessimistic. We've come to expect the worse in strangers. We've come to look at them as threats and risks that we shouldn't gamble on. We cross road when they're walking down the sidewalk heading toward us. We shoot first and ask questions later.
Well, I for one have a place for Snow White. Goldilocks, too. I don't want to grow so jaded and afraid that a woman who just wants to earn her keep and a girl who just needs a rest can't find a helping hand.
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