It feels strange and frustrating to work hard to obtain things only to have greedy old men swoop in and tear the things you'd accomplished away from you, often using the justification that you cannot possibly expect to be allowed to have the things which you had worked hard for because since they are older you should simply give it all over to them since they had to supposedly work so much harder than you ever have (or can or could) to get to be the miserable crotchety old bastards that they are today. They seem to especially get pissy and a special level of venomous when it comes to things such as recognition for talents or you having age appropriate relationships.
This must be the age of the narcissists.
The other obnoxious bit behind this is the way this society has its patriarchy set up... it is as though old men feel that they somehow deserve to get all the women, most especially all the young women and that as supposed thanks for this 'contribution' that the young men should be more than happy to go off to fight and die for their battles and wars.
I am handed grief for being a young man who is monogamous and only has one romantic relationship at a time... by, you guessed it, for the most part OLD MEN!
My girlfriend told me her father is so angry at us going out that on one of the days he threw a chair after I'd left their house. I told her he can throw the whole IKEA catalog if it makes him feel better (some people certainly do seem to be into some strange things, however who am I to judge?) but that it says more about him than it does about her and it most certainly doesn't change the feelings I have toward her.
I do hope when we get married and have a house together that she won't insist on her parents living with us... especially seeing as they both hate my guts and had an entire inquisition over how bad character of a man I must be because they'd been paying an inordinate amount of attention to my crotch (since I'm a bit "larger" than normal) this one time when I had tight pants on (it was laundry day and they were the only pair I'd had left while I was washing the rest... now I'm supposed to never be 'happy to see her' either?
). Her dad thinks I'm not supposed to hug her, kiss her, hold hands, look at her, or even talk to her, let alone talk at all in his presence (or for that matter anywhere else I am with her, claims it somehow demeans their family) and so when I cracked a quip about my mistakenly thinking it was the 21st Century instead of it being the Year of Our Lord Twelve-hundred-and-five as a response to all that bollocks he'd commenced growling and grumbling about how stupid, etc. he thought I was. Well sir, I'm sorry but I'm certainly not taking you out, no offense but I am not particularly interested in men or if I was, I am not sure you would necessarily be "my type"; I much tend to prefer going out with people who are closer to my own age. Again, no offense.
This is the second time I've had some woman's father get angry at me when he hears me telling her how why I like her is because I think she is pretty and smart.
Well I'm sorry Mr. Jackass if you seem to get off on putting your daughter down but since you are not my father, I do not have to have the same opinions as you and if you'd ask my own father, you'd know that even with him he and I don't always agree on terribly much. It isn't about lack of respect toward you, it's about letting the poor dear have a bit of feeling good about herself. I suppose I am supposed to pretend not to like the person I am in a relationship with in order to please her old man? He thinks I should never even tell her that I like her?
That's about the same level of bad as the shit my father tries to pull.
He tells me that women are wicked and pesters me about dating anyone at all, ever having relationships and tends to recommend it would be best in his opinion if I either go die or choose to go be gay.
When I point out to my old man that even if I was a homosexual (which I am not, I like women, thank you but let's say in this instance that hypothetically I was), that he would for sure dislike whoever the boyfriend is I brought home he was angry at my perceived 'demonstration of lip' but admitted "yeah, I probably would."