I’m sick and tired of getting insolent stares from monkeys
I’ve always been under the impression that we evolved from monkeys, and not the other way around, so I don’t know what they’ve got to feel so superior about.
One minute they’re staring down their nose at you
or flaunting their crotch in a so-what-are-you-going-to-do-about-it way
and then the next minute they’re scrabbling around in a rubbish bin with absolutely no self respect at all …
… I just don’t get monkeys.
And it’s not just the monkeys that try to make me feel inferior every time I go to the local park. As I stroll lazily around there are people doing all sorts of active and/or energetic things –
some with large, dangerous looking weapons
and some without –
And then there are the men doing all sorts of manly things in the manly men’s area –
while the women sit around and watch.
But looking closely at this picture, I’ve noticed that the women watching have much the same expression on their faces as the monkeys usually have. So perhaps it’s not disdain after all, just baffled incomprehension at the strange antics of another species.