Hot Chicks, Trespassers, and Willow Trees

Divine willow trees (see below)

"DAMN! DID YOU SEE THAT CHICK?" "Yeah dude, I'd tap that." Were the words uttered by two unknown, unescorted hooligans passing by me in the hallway of my residence hall. A little background: boys are not allowed in the halls of any residence hall at Saint Mary's without female escorts. I tried to restrain myself from running to the front desk screaming, "UNESCORTED MALES ON THE PREMISE! CALL SECURITY!" upon hearing their unwelcome words.

I'm sure there are many girls who would be flattered to hear such a "compliment" coming from the mouths of a strapping young Notre Dame students, but I was less than enthused. I felt violated and disillusioned. I felt violated because 1) I was in my pajamas, 2) this is an all girls school; no boys allowed! I felt disillusioned because the vision of a happy world where girls are "beautiful" not "sexy" had melted before my eyes.

Where have the days gone where men would write endless poetry about a lady's eyes, or angelic face? Instead, there are countless songs with men imploring women to 'shake their booties' (not referring to the adorable type of baby shoe). I think this calls for a shift in language and attitude. Gentleman: Next time you feel the need to compliment a lady, do not degrade her with words describing, hotness, sexiness, or doableness; mention her beauty and cuteness. Be a man, be a poet.

Rather than saying, "She's so tall, I'd like to climb her, if you know what I mean," say "Her stature is comparable to a divine willow tree." Compliment women on their natural beauty and countenance that lasts a lifetime, not the mutable sexiness that shrinks away after they remove their push up bras, false eyelashes, and hair extensions. See the beauty within their souls, and acknowledge it as a reflection of the beauty and glory of life.