EbonyWood
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ORIGINAL: PeonForHer The last time I came across a discussion about alpha/beta outside of these forums, it was during a programme aimed at the training of aspiring marketing executives. They were sitting around a table, 'hot-shooting' ideas. Fists were curled, nostrils were flared - these guys were thrusting. Breathing was short and everyone had beads of sweat on their upper lips. The hormones could have cracked my TV screen. I was agog to find out what the hell they were talking about. A cure for cancer? A new train system that used no rails and ran on sunlight? No. It was all about a new wrapper for the Walnut Whip. Men fighting over who'll be the great silverback Alpha, marching proud and erect into the CEO's office, bearing majestically above his head the winning proposal for a new wrapper for the Crusty Used Dick. Even today, I still can't seem to find it in myself to see what those men were doing as anything other than a completely pointless, ridiculous waste of anyone's life. *Sigh*. Maybe I'm so far away from being an Alpha that I don't even merit a letter in the Greek alphabet. I unfortunately occasionally inhabit a sector of the corporate world where the activity described above is usually perpetrated by females. I think they define success by being assholes equivalent in size to the men they have usurped. They are the new bastards. Equal hasn't meant better. Not sure where their men are - looking for their testicles, minding the kids or something. The CYT's in the office don't like them. Not their sex, their personalities. Bit of a digression, but we do say that an assertive woman 'has balls', taking a male characteristic and ascribing it to a certain behavior. Always seemed weird to me. Ok, back to gorilla dicks.
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