It came to my attention over the weekend that there is a meme making the rounds, and it goes something like this:  “The proper term for senior women is Queen-agers.  That is all.  Carry on.”

My goodness, Your Highness.

The finality of the statement in that meme perpetuates the commonly defined haughtiness of women who act like queens: “I am queen.  I have proclaimed my new moniker, now be off with you, peasant.” 

That is just one reason that I do not like when women call themselves queens.  As if they are so above anyone else, in all aspects.  “Bow to me and my moodiness.”  “It’s my way or the highway, bub.”  “Damn!  Broke a nail!  The world is coming to an end.  Feel sorry for me.”  “My word is THE final word.”   “Kiss my caboose.”  And they don’t respect the men who are in their lives who should be treated well, but rather these queens treat their men like dirt at every chance they get.  They deride them, treat them as if they are idiots, they berate them, they laugh in their faces.

That’s not a queen.  That’s a harpy.

Yes, they are the same women who proudly call themselves bitches, because, well, they act like bitches, and for some reason, instead of being embarrassed with that moniker, they supposedly wear it proudly and get even bitchier: Mean, snarky, passive-aggressive, lusting for attention, pushy, horrible to other women and men.  You know the type.

Which brings me back to that “queen” moniker and why it degrades women when it is used as a generality.

I believe it is more important, honest, and acquiescent for a woman to first become a lady.  Yes, that’s right.  A lady.

The kind of woman who thinks of the other person, too, and is considerate, kind, and understanding.  The sort of woman who treats men with respect.  The type of woman who doesn’t let vulgar language nor name-calling pass her lips.  One that uses good etiquette, dresses cleanly, and thinks before she speaks.  A lady is one who is committed to her beliefs without criticizing others for theirs.  She listens closely and gives advice when asked.  She is honorable, humble, and truthful.

I would rather be around a lady than some so-called “queen.”

Wouldn’t you?

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