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Hysteria - LBC Post

I can't believe that another Friday has come around.  Time for another blogging group post.  And this week's topic, Hysteria, was, in fact, suggested by me.  I'd quite forgotten.

Hysteria - that sense of losing one's head, going crazy, hysterical in fact, seems to be a particularly female trait.  It shouldn't be, of course.  But the world 'hyster' means uterus.  Apparently, years ago, centuries in fact, it was considered that the uterus was the place where irrational feelings started.  What a mad idea.  No doubt, particular hormonal activity happens at certain times of the month and all of that, in fact, in traditional cultures, women are supposed to get days off housework and get pampered by all the people in the house during 'those days'. Well, I live in India, which is a very traditional culture and all I can say is 'I wish'.   

I remember a very smart writer, Cynthia Heimel, wrote in an article in Cosmopolitan years ago that she made horrible clothes choices on 'those days'.  She once turned up at a job interview in New York dressed in a stunning combination of magenta, scarlet, crimson and russet.  However, before she could enter the skyskraper building where the interview was to be held, the security man stopped her.  Realizing that she'd come for an interview, he advised her to go home and put on a navy suit.  Reason?  She dressed exactly like his wife did when she had her period.  Cynthia thought she was a symphony of reds.  That man thought she looked like a walking disaster area.  A grateful Cynthia praised the security man, years later.  He was a smart guy, no doubt.

But I still maintain that men are as likely as women to get hysterical.  Having a uterus does not make one prone to madness, however logical that might seem.  Hormonal activity notwithstanding.

My Loose Blogging Consortium friends (links in sidebar) are to be praised for their continual inspiration to blog when it is difficult to do so.  I love them all for that.

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  1. I agree that men are as likely as women to get hysterical.

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  2. Okay. Men can get hysterical too. Not to worry though. I am not prone to hysterical attacks. I am too dumb.

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