Let's Not dance around the issue (Short story)

Let's Not Dance Around the Issue, Girls are Stronger Than Boys!

Written By: SteeleBlazer     

              Let's not dance around the issue, girls are now stronger than boys! I don't know if it's something in the water, or just what the heck is happening, but I'm not going to bury my head in the sand and pretend everything is alright. Not when there are beach bullies about, and the next beach bully very well could be a muscle-bound babe with big bulging biceps kicking sand on the age-old notion of male muscular superiority. Think I'm crazy, think I'm babbling nonsense? Well, I'm not going to tap dance around the issue; I'm telling you girls are now stronger than boys. I'm really not that good of a dancer anyway, and you all have to believe me when I tell you that men are now the weaker sex.

            Still don't believe me? Well, let's look at ballet dancers. All nice and petite and pretty in their pink tutus and ballet shoes. But since when do ballerinas have wider shoulders than linebackers, bigger biceps than bodybuilders, and calves like boulders, with a core like iron, and muscles that ripple like water, and yet still as graceful as a majestic river? It's an odd sight, seeing a cute lil' girl sturdy as a rock and built like a tank pirouetting and spinning all over the stage wearing tutus. Only these girls aren't so lil'; they're bigger than the boys, bigger than mighty, macho, manly men. And while it's more than a bit jarring seeing them with rock-hard muscles performing those angelic movements while they're dancing, I can't help but feel they're dancing on the graves and the very notion of masculinity.

            I hate to bust your balls out there, guys, but it's true. These girls are stronger than you. Only don't call these girls ball breakers; they're ballet dancers, and they dance more than just the Nutcracker. They'll dance over you and every foolish notion and belief that you could ever be stronger than them. Imagine girls stronger than boys... How could that ever be possible, but I'm here to tell you not only is it possible, and not that it's happening, but it's already happened. The girls have taken over the grand stage of life. Where Prima Ballerinas flex their muscles and control the show, men are just marionettes, nothing more than puppets on a string, pulled by their incredible strength and forced to dance to their dominant tune.

            So here we are, in a world where pirouettes are performed with power and pliés pack a punch. A punch far stronger than any male boxer, as the real knockout blow to masculinity, is these girl's make it look so effortlessly easy... Not just their graceful dancing, but their muscles rippling in a symphony of power and superiority. These ballerinas aren't just twirling in tutus; they're redefining the very fabric of strength and grace. It's like watching swans with the strength of oxen, every leap and bound a testament to their might. They're front and center in this new world, with the spotlight firmly on them, and those rock-hard hardbodies, with boulders for shoulders, and biceps that just might as well be boulders too, leave all us men and boys in their shadows. Our physiques paling before those powerful princesses and their mighty female muscles.

            They've shattered the glass ceiling, and turned it into a glittering dance floor, and invited everyone to witness their reign. So, let’s not dance around the issue. The girls are leading the way, one powerful pirouette at a time, and the boys are left to follow their lead, hoping to keep up with the rhythm of this unstoppable change. Hoping that if we can't share the stage as equals, then at least we can hopefully keep pace.