Karaoke with Stevo: Entertaining the Women of Literature
In the heart of San Francisco, there is a club that remains unaffected by the laws of time and space. People come from all walks of life and all periods of time to hear the impactful music of the club’s musician, allowing the music to touch their hearts and minds and bring forth musings of their time spent on earth. One warm summer’s eve, three women find themselves seated at a table listening to Stevo give a Grammy-winning performance of the song “It’s a Man’s World”. Their conversation is as follows: SHAHRAZAD: I must admit, I see that there is truth in this song. The world seems to be one made for men, for them to impose their will on others. Where I am from, women are meant to be …show more content…
Men are obstinate, pompous, donkeys! The men in my country are insufferable! I was queen and yet my opinion meant little to them. I will forever remember how, when I declared the war was over, the elders questioned me, stating “Just like a woman to fill with thanks before the truth is clear. So gullible. Their stories spread like wildfire, they fly fast and die faster; rumors voiced by women come to nothing” (Aeschylus 627). Still, it was amusing to see how little those fools knew of what was to come. It is likely they would have killed me right in front of my own hearth had they even suspected my intentions. I do believe they would have preferred my death in comparison to the death of their beloved, murderous king. So little value they place on the lives of women. My own husband was the absolute worst. He believed it was better to kill his daughter, MY daughter, than to lose face with his fellow countrymen. He murdered her on the deck of his ship without once thinking of how such a decision would affect me. Acting as if he were the only one who had brought her into the world. Then leaving me to mourn and expecting me to welcome him back with open arms and a bed kept chaste in his absence. Ha! Such triumph I felt when my act was complete, and I boasted, “I brooded on this trail, this ancient blood feud year by year. At last my hour came. Here I stand and here I struck and here my work is done. I did it all. I don’t …show more content…
It is obvious that your ignorance of pain is causing you to say such things. However, had you known what it was like to feel the crush of losing a beloved child, at the hand of your husband, you would certainly change your beliefs. I do not regret bringing the wrath of the gods down upon my husband when I convinced him to walk on robes of crimson saying, “You fear the reproach of common men… where’s the glory without a little gall?” (Aeschylus 639). I could never take your approach Wealhtheow, for men are wretched, cowardly beings. Even the man I desired to be with after the death of my husband turned out to be a cowardly being. Leaving the act of killing for me to take care of and then not even admitting his part in the plan; instead saying, “The treachery was the woman’s work, clearly” (Aeschylus 659). I have no hope for men and no desire to bow to their will or fulfill my cultures ideals of a proper
In the heart of San Francisco, there is a club that remains unaffected by the laws of time and space. People come from all walks of life and all periods of time to hear the impactful music of the club’s musician, allowing the music to touch their hearts and minds and bring forth musings of their time spent on earth. One warm summer’s eve, three women find themselves seated at a table listening to Stevo give a Grammy-winning performance of the song “It’s a Man’s World”. Their conversation is as follows: SHAHRAZAD: I must admit, I see that there is truth in this song. The world seems to be one made for men, for them to impose their will on others. Where I am from, women are meant to be …show more content…
Men are obstinate, pompous, donkeys! The men in my country are insufferable! I was queen and yet my opinion meant little to them. I will forever remember how, when I declared the war was over, the elders questioned me, stating “Just like a woman to fill with thanks before the truth is clear. So gullible. Their stories spread like wildfire, they fly fast and die faster; rumors voiced by women come to nothing” (Aeschylus 627). Still, it was amusing to see how little those fools knew of what was to come. It is likely they would have killed me right in front of my own hearth had they even suspected my intentions. I do believe they would have preferred my death in comparison to the death of their beloved, murderous king. So little value they place on the lives of women. My own husband was the absolute worst. He believed it was better to kill his daughter, MY daughter, than to lose face with his fellow countrymen. He murdered her on the deck of his ship without once thinking of how such a decision would affect me. Acting as if he were the only one who had brought her into the world. Then leaving me to mourn and expecting me to welcome him back with open arms and a bed kept chaste in his absence. Ha! Such triumph I felt when my act was complete, and I boasted, “I brooded on this trail, this ancient blood feud year by year. At last my hour came. Here I stand and here I struck and here my work is done. I did it all. I don’t …show more content…
It is obvious that your ignorance of pain is causing you to say such things. However, had you known what it was like to feel the crush of losing a beloved child, at the hand of your husband, you would certainly change your beliefs. I do not regret bringing the wrath of the gods down upon my husband when I convinced him to walk on robes of crimson saying, “You fear the reproach of common men… where’s the glory without a little gall?” (Aeschylus 639). I could never take your approach Wealhtheow, for men are wretched, cowardly beings. Even the man I desired to be with after the death of my husband turned out to be a cowardly being. Leaving the act of killing for me to take care of and then not even admitting his part in the plan; instead saying, “The treachery was the woman’s work, clearly” (Aeschylus 659). I have no hope for men and no desire to bow to their will or fulfill my cultures ideals of a proper