Why are so many men completely repulsed by Rosie O'Donnell? Inevitably, if her name is brought up around a group of men, most will respond the same way. Unmistakable looks of disgust will come over their faces, and at least one of them will utter, "Fat pig."
This fascinates me. Why does just the mention of her name elicit such a strong reaction from men? Is it because she is overweight? Is it because she is a radical liberal? Is it because she is a lesbian? None of these answers seem to justify the average man's loathing of her - especially her sexual orientation. Most men are intrigued by lesbians to the point of distraction. So, do men hate Rosie because her sexuality intrudes upon their fantasies in which all lesbians are beautiful?
Or, could it be something that men find much more offensive? Could it be that Rosie O'Donnell is unapologetic for being a loud opinionated woman? This is the only conclusion that makes any sense to me. She is the embodiment of all things that men consider unfeminine, and in turn, men are disgusted by her. She runs her mouth. She is in your face. She lives her life by her own rules. She does not need a man.
Whether it is Rosie O"Donnell or any other loud opinionated woman, men seem to be horrified by any female who has the audacity to act like a man. Men do not like a woman who will stand up to the likes of Magnum PI or Donald Trump and question their manhood. Whether they will ever admit it or not, men do not like assertive women. I think men view Rosie's behavior as immodest, and a woman is nothing without her modesty.
I guess this topic is personal for me because Rosie got me through the toughest year of my life. When I was pregnant with my second daughter, my mother died. That year, I was home alone with two kids, and I missed my mom so much I could barely function. As embarrassing as it is to admit, the thing that got me through that year was Rosie's Blog. She was my stranger-friend. Everyday, I would blog on her site, and she even answered me a few times. She is the one who told me to get out of bed and take a shower. She is the one who showed me what a life dedicated to to kindness and charity looks like. She is the one who reminded me that karma does exist. Maybe it was the bond of being motherless mothers that made me feel connected to her. Maybe it was the impersonal means of getting the therapy that I needed without having to admit that I needed it. Or maybe, it was just that I was so desperate for something to fill the void left by my mother that I pathetically turned to a celebrity to heal my wounds. All I know is that she was there for me even though she did not need to be. She was the only person at that time in my life who did not make me feel alone.
Rosie, like many assertive, loud opinionated women I know, give of themselves entirely without expecting anything in return. Yes, they are in your face, but why are men so intimidated by that? Is it because, although men view these women as too masculine, they actually suspect that these "butch" ladies are superior to them?
Whatever the case, I know a good woman when I see one. I cannot say the same thing about a man. I have never known a man who does not drink too much. I have never known a man who has not compromised his morality for sex. I have never known a man who, in his words or in his actions, has not resorted to violence when he feels threatened. I have never known a man who has not walked out, whether it be for a while or for good, when the going got tough.
I know my Ro. I have complete confidence in her goodness. I have never met a man about whom I could say the same thing.