Neal A. Maxwell

"Within the swirling global events- events from which we are not totally immune- is humanity's real and continuting struggle: whether or not, amid the cares of the world, we really choose, in the words of the Lord, to "care for the life of the soul." Whatever our anxious involvements with outward events, this inner struggle proceeds in both tranquil and turbulent times. Whether understood or recognized, this is the unchanging moral agendum from generation to generation."


Saturday, April 11, 2009

He's being a JERK!

I love getting together with my girlfriends after some 'giant male organ' has done something that escapes our capacity to understand: "He did what?! Are you serious? What was he thinking? He hasn't called you?" It goes on and on. Nicole Kidman and Will Ferrel worked out a solution to this problem in the movie Bewitched: http://www.rpmswavs.com/bewitched/jerk.wav The Solution: Call him out. Notify. Alert. Ring the bells and blow the whistles. If a man is being a jerk, it must mean that he doesn't recognize his behavior as such. Revealing this to him will facilitate a behavior change. (Maybe we should employ those rape whistles we have dangling off our key chains as jerk whistles. Should you find yourself in the claws of a jerkist, pull out the whistle and blow.) However, this technique would be useless if the man had little concern for your feelings, or rather more concern for his: "A whistle. She's hurting. Proceed with my jerkish behaviors."

With good luck, I've managed to escape relationships with the idiots I hear about from friends and associates. The majority of my relationships have been with men who have treated me respectfully and kindly. And as I watch these male-bashing chick-flicks, something in me feels uneasy about justifiably jumping on that "I hate men" bandwagon. It's guilt about my own crazy behaviors I can't explain. It's common knowledge the women are a little crazy. Men complain that they don't understand us. I empathize with them but honestly, I'm a women and I don't understand myself... so, I'm done feeling sorry for you. At least you find refuge in knowing exactly why you do all the messed up things that you do. I have no clue. But I don't want to be a jerk.

What defines a jerk? When am I the jerk? (YES! I'm recognizing a weakness. I'm not always innocent in this dating game. Sometimes I don't consider feelings.) Define jerk, Webster.
A contemptibly naive, fatuous, foolish, or inconsequential person.
This definition won't do. A jerk is someone who considers their own feelings incessantly and only gives token attention to the feelings of the other party involved. So, a person who is self-important is likely to exhibit jerk-like behaviors; the self-centered, "me, me, me, me, me" type. Where do these jerks come from? What kind of person shrugs their shoulders at a pierced and bleeding heart without vowing to do all they can to allow the heart to heal? This person is insecure. This person is indecisive. This person has a warped perception of reality. It's too late for me to go into this profile. I don't have all the answers. So, in closing I'll confess that I have- at times- been the jerk. I have held on when I should have let go. I have rushed in when I should have held back. I have led on when I felt little. And disguised honest loving feelings when I should have offered them up. (I've been dating... real dating... for eight solid years! Don't judge.) And now, I'm looking for feedback for all those jerks who need help. How do you rehabilitate a jerk?

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Charlotte! I just found your blog and I LOOOOVE it! I really cannot believe your work! It's incredible! Would you care if I put your blog on my friend feed on my blog...mostly because I want to know when there are new posts so I can keep up with all your doing! Hope things are well

p.s. a SIZE 0?!?!?!? Ok...wow.

Carlie said...

Wow Charlotte- that was a blog full - are you ok? You sound a little disgruntled? I'm curious who has offended you so? I don't have much advice on this subject - only that sometimes people don't think, and sometimes they act like they don't care when they really do, and time heals all wounds, and just because someone is being a jerk doesn't mean that they are a jerk - that' something I have to constantly remind myself of. Love you. Kiss.

Charlotte Lundell said...

This post was catalyzed by my friends' recent experiences. Not my own. But it got me thinking... so I blogged about it. Example: remember the whole Derek/Jeff drama for us? Who was the jerk? DEREK! And between you and Jeff... I think you were the jerk (only because you kissed another guy while you were still with him but it's okay because he walked like a duck anyway...see, now I'm the jerk)

Charlotte Lundell said...

Annalece,
How did you find my blog? That's amazing! Feel free to add it to your feed. Hope all is well. =)

Dezi & Brock said...

I think you should kick the jerk in the groins. Really hard. And then laugh in their face and say, "SEE!!! IT HURTS!! AND I'M LAUGHING SO YOU CAN GET THE WHOLE EFFECT OF WHAT YOU'RE DOING TO ME AND MY HEART!!" And then do it again and walk away, cuz that's part of it too. love you!

Carlie said...

You've got it all wrong my love - I was dating someone at the time in Rexburg - randomly hooked up with Jeff in Utah - went home and broke up with this guy in Rexburg - because of the fling with Jeff and then stuck it out with the long distance relationship for 4 months with Jeff - only for us to realize that our relationship didn't have any roots and both agreed that the spark wasn't there and mutually broke up - I'll tell you what - it wasn't worth it - I should have left it as a fling - and that's it : ) Oh well you live and you learn. But I do agree that Derek was the jerk in your situation - he was just playing with your emotions.