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<blockquote data-quote="Steel_Wind" data-source="post: 1726158" data-attributes="member: 20741">A brief personal anecdote on The Lady or the Tiger?This classic short story was past of my class curriculum in grade 9.It was, in fact, this short story which first lead me to suspect that there was something fundamentally wrong with women (in general) and that my adult life would probably end up a living hell as a result.(As it turned out, I was partly right, but I digress).During a class discussion of The Lady or the Tiger, my english teacher then decided to poll members of the class what we thought would be behind the door.Ms. Sommers asked me first.I was supremely confident in my answer. The princess loved him didn't she?&nbsp; He didn't &gt;&gt;really&lt;&lt; want to marry someone else - this wasn't choosing another woman over her. It was life or death.&nbsp; How could you want someone you loved to die horribly like that? It was inconceivable.And so it was that I answered with about as much hesitation as the condemned man: &quot;The Lady, of course.&quot;The reaction from my female classmates, almost every one of them at once, was shocked horror and amazement and much shaking of heads and muttered laughter.It was then that I understood that &quot;The Lady or the Tiger&quot; is a story not about life or death, but about a fundamental difference between men and women.&nbsp; We did not see the ending to that story in the same light at all.It's 25 years later - and we still don't see life the same way.[we now resume our regularly scheduled program, in progress]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Steel_Wind, post: 1726158, member: 20741"] A brief personal anecdote on [i]The Lady or the Tiger?[/i] This classic short story was past of my class curriculum in grade 9. It was, in fact, this short story which first lead me to suspect that there was something fundamentally [i]wrong[/i] with women (in general) and that my adult life would probably end up a living hell as a result. (As it turned out, I was partly right, but I digress). During a class discussion of [i]The Lady or the Tiger[/i], my english teacher then decided to poll members of the class what we thought would be behind the door. Ms. Sommers asked me first. I was [b]supremely[/b] confident in my answer. The princess loved him didn't she? He didn't >>really<< want to marry someone else - this wasn't choosing another woman over her. It was life or death. How could you want someone you loved to die horribly like that? It was inconceivable. And so it was that I answered with about as much hesitation as the condemned man: "The Lady, of course." The reaction from my female classmates, almost every one of them at once, was shocked horror and amazement and much shaking of heads and muttered laughter. It was then that I understood that "The Lady or the Tiger" is a story not about life or death, but about a fundamental difference between men and women. We did not see the ending to that story in the same light at all. It's 25 years later - and we still don't see life the same way. [[i]we now resume our regularly scheduled program, in progress[/i]] [/QUOTE]

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