Of Frogs and Men

Seems like men don't change much. From their teenage years to their 20s. Even from their 30s and beyond. There's always an unerasable trace of dominance there exerted through their attitude of "I'm right; you're wrong". I have yet to meet more than just a handful of men that would pause and think about the situation before they pass judgment. Most wouldn't hesitate to sit up even straighter on their moral high horse, which is situated on the moral high ground of nothing less than "How dare you? I know everything; you know nothing! Can't you see that I'm better than you?"

How did we come to bring up men like that in this society? And how did the rest of the population come to tolerate such zealous, ignorant, disrespectful and selfish behavior?

Perhaps, within the confines of the US borders, men here are like small frogs looking up from the bottom of the well into the sky, thinking that the sky is only as big as the mouth of the well and could not imagine the endless horizons that still await them to explore if they dared to come out.