IJMC - What Do Women Really Want (Uhm, A Deluge?)

Ok...so I am reaching here. Anyway, for some reason my kharma just took 
an upward turn...I finally connected to the Seti server and my computer 
is happily munching away at another data block...that will keep it busy 
for another 11-12 hours...so now the case is back on the computer...the 
final test...if putting the case back on brings back the problems I had a 
few weeks ago then I know the trouble is one of two things. Improper 
grounding (possible, I just noticed my UPS battery is KIA) or not enough 
cooling...and I can clear out the cooling paths a bit more if I have to. 
I just hope that neither is the problem...stability is good.        -dave


Young King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a
neighboring kingdom. The monarch could have killed him, but was moved by
Arthur's youthful happiness. So he offered him freedom, as long as he
could answer a very difficult question.  Arthur would have a year to
figure out the answer; if, after a year, he still had no answer, he would
be killed. 

The question was:  "What do women really want?" 

Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable man, and, to
young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query.  Since it was better than
death, however, he accepted the monarch's proposition to have an answer by
year's end.  He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everybody: the
princess, the prostitutes, the priests, the wise men, the court jester. In
all, he spoke with everyone but no one could give him a satisfactory
answer. 

What most people did tell him was to consult the old witch, as only she
would know the answer.  The price would be high, since the witch was
famous throughout the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged.  The
last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no alternative but to talk to
the witch. She agreed to answer his question, but he'd have to accept her
price first: the old witch wanted to marry Gawain, the most noble of the
Knights of the Round Table and Arthur's closest friend! 

Young Arthur was horrified:  she was hunchbacked and awfully hideous, had
only one tooth, smelled like sewage water, often made obscene noises... 
He had never run across such a repugnant creature.  He refused to force
his friend to marry her and have to endure such a burden. 

Gawain, upon learning of the proposal, spoke with Arthur.  He told him
that nothing was too big of a sacrifice compared to Arthur's life and the
preservation of the Round Table. Hence, their wedding was proclaimed, and
the witch answered Arthur's question: 

What a woman really wants is to be able to be in charge of her own life. 

Everyone instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth and that
Arthur's life would be spared.  And so it went.  The neighboring monarch
spared Arthur's life and granted him total freedom. 

What a wedding Gawain and the witch had! Arthur was torn between relief
and anguish. Gawain was proper as always, gentle and courteous. The old
witch put her worst manners on display.  She ate with her hands, belched
and passed gas, and made everyone uncomfortable. 

The wedding night approached:  Gawain, steeling himself for a horrific
night, entered the bedroom.  What a sight awaited! The most beautiful
woman he'd ever seen lay before him!  Gawain was astounded and asked what
had happened. 

The beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her (when she'd been
a witch), half the time she would be her horrible, deformed self, and the
other half, she would be her beautiful maiden self. Which would he want
her to be during the day and which during the night? 

What a cruel question!  Gawain began to think of his predicament: during
the day a beautiful woman to show off to his friend, but at night, in the
privacy of his home, an old spooky witch?  Or would he prefer having by
day a hideous witch, but by night a beautiful woman to enjoy many intimate
moments? 

What would *you* do? 

What Gawain chose follows below, but don't read until you've made your own
choice. 

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Noble Gawain replied that he would let her choose for herself.  Upon
hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the time,
because he had respected her and had let her be in charge of her own life. 

What is the moral of this story?


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The moral is that it doesn't matter if your woman is pretty or ugly, smart
or dumb. Underneath it all, she's still a witch.