zekko
Master Don Juan
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I'm no big opera fan, but I like Mozart, and I was watching a bit of "Le Nozze di Figaro" on my local PBS station (with subtitiles). There's a point in the opera when Figaro points out into the audience and sings the following lyrics. For a minute I thought I was reading SoSuave. It just goes to show that none of this stuff is new, even back in 1786 men were thinking the same thing.
Incautious and stupid men,
look at these women,
look at what they are!
These whom you name goddesses,
deceived in your senses,
to whom you burn incense
feeble in your wits:
they're witches who enchant
to cause us pain,
sirens that sing to us
to land us on the rocks,
owls who allure us
to pluck out our feathers,
comets that shine on us
to burn out our eyes;
they're thorny roses,
they're charming vixens,
they're smiling bears,
cruel doves,
masters of intrigue,
friends of trouble,
who feign, lie,
they feel no love,
they feel no pity,
I won't say the rest,
You men know it already!
Incautious and stupid men,
look at these women,
look at what they are!
These whom you name goddesses,
deceived in your senses,
to whom you burn incense
feeble in your wits:
they're witches who enchant
to cause us pain,
sirens that sing to us
to land us on the rocks,
owls who allure us
to pluck out our feathers,
comets that shine on us
to burn out our eyes;
they're thorny roses,
they're charming vixens,
they're smiling bears,
cruel doves,
masters of intrigue,
friends of trouble,
who feign, lie,
they feel no love,
they feel no pity,
I won't say the rest,
You men know it already!
