D-A-R-C...Y? Because we want him.
What is it with the female obsession with Mr. Darcy? No one has actually seen Mr. Darcy, no one has actually spoken with Mr. Darcy, let’s face it, Mr. Darcy is fictional. But that does not stop the female force—no, on the contrary, it really only gives it room to grow, to idealize, to imagine, and pretty soon no man, in the romantic sense, can esteem to remotely comparable to the Mr. Darcy. Let’s face it, we are born with a male archetype, and just like the idea of good and evil being planted in us from day one, so is our idea of the male hero entirely compatible with Darcy.
What strikes me about Darcy is the fact that he is the trust of heroes, in really, a real life setting. It is not as though he scaled castles walls or floured the stormy sea to rescue his love and pursue world peace, but rather, he began as a rather stogy character stuck on himself, on his life, on his opinions—or so it seemed. But that all quickly changed as the story began to unfold.
First off, Mr. Darcy liked a girl not for her position in society, her looks, or even her charm, but really on the basis of disposition alone. He recognized that Elizabeth was different, that he could never tire of her, that her intellect was rapid and her thought original, it was her mind that caught him—now that is admirable.
Secondly, he was courageous. He chose to tell her all that he felt for her, risking a chance of rejection and a lower view in society. A true gentleman he proved to be, who was honest with both himself and others.
But then, the grand finale of it all, the “kicker,” if you will; Darcy overcame his most violent battle for the cause of love, he overcame pride. And with what courage he overcame it with. When Darcy found why
So, perhaps Darcy is fictional, but regardless, what women could resist. After all, how can you resist the perfect fictional man?
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I want a Darcy.
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