I respect men. They make life more interesting, they shake hands, open the door, buy chocolate and dresses. They meet us at airports. They will go to war if there is war. They are brave.
I respect men. They report: no question, no problem - and problems, true, no…
They pick us up at the uni, to work, they take us from foreign guests, bring home and covered with a blanket; they like to look at us without makeup, they take us on hands, if there is a puddle, they think that we are small and we need to embrace. They are right.
They become fathers, they give names to our children. They protect us. They smell like good Cologne.
I respect men. Words they often coincide with actions. They know everything better than us. They always wonder where we are. They persistently willing to pay for our coffee, though they don’t know why. They suffer our whims and tell friends: she has a tough character, but she’s so beautiful!…
They forgive us everything, although we note that they generally do not forgive…
They are strong.
I respect men. But only men, not males.
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