Relationship Injustice Part Three

Relationships are hardly any easier to maintain than the black and white days of cherry cola, drive-in movies and poodles skirts Young couples allowed the girl to incite asinine games of cat and mouse, inevitably withering the male admirer right into the mythical city of Testosteronto, Canada; where young men were sentenced to masturbatory purgatory. Girls from the “golden age” had obligations to emit purity, chastity, and a wholesome quality that belied their internally suppressed hormonal intentions. Girls, in other words, had to keep their legs together or else the scarlet letter of tawdriness might be emblazoned on their cute, yet conservative, sweater.

Now that expressionism has carried its weight to the forefront, and sexual freedom has reared its moderately tolerable head, we have scary lesbians beating up buildings, eating taxis, and stuffing philosophies into popular forums. Since all are now free to scream their wishes and inner urges to the condom-collecting lobotomy survivors that define our young adults, the game of “catch me if you can” grows into a complex realm of intellectual bargaining – love and romance, as it were, comprise a small fraction of the relationships any more – it’s completely a matter of having a job interview, winning the chase, beating the other contestants, and deciding as to the veracity of one’s thoughts and plans. As I have mentioned, marriage carries a stigma of stupidity, as if all others are too smart to fall into such a pointless arrangement. Codependence is a dangerous facet of coupling. Nevertheless, men and women have become so self sufficient, dare I say selfish, that they approach a potential partner with the “what have I got to lose?” attitude. With that philosophy will come mind games, suspicion, apathy for the other, and a general lack of effort toward compiling a friendship into a meaningful relationship, and perhaps, a family.

Women, in the old days, were groomed to find a man and be a good wife and mother. Their futures were directly reliant on finding a mate, as if they had no hope for survival on their own. In this era, since the rite of marriage is abused by people who hastily marry and divorce at an alarming rate, independence and self-sufficiency reign supreme, dismissing marriage as an anachronistic crutch of weakness, rather than a commitment to family, long term plans, and devotion. On a positive note, from my view, friends have waited at least 3 years until marrying; this shows an element of circumspect, resolve, and respect for the institution, rather than the drive thru chapels that litter Las Vegas.

It’s amazing how simple it really can be to just have a sincere relationship. People jump through hoops to impress or fascinate their partner, all the while shrouding the interaction in smoke and mirrors, thus dooming the clarity of its future. Stop it. Do you suck? Don’t hide it. Are you a loser? Don’t hide it. If you hide it for the sake of keeping a spouse, that’s idiotic and hopeless. Nothing is more admired and loved than sincerity, regardless of what is being revealed. Females are incredibly likely to be suspicious of duplicitous men, keeping up a façade until they can ensnare their quarry. I’ve always thought that a poor fellow who hides nothing is far more loved than a rich one who carries masks and hides blemishes. I have so much respect for women who simply look for a person they love, regardless of circumstance, rather than “urban” classy women who seek the successful man. A woman who places success or status above sincerity and true friendship – well, they can take their trendy clothes and shove them up their collective squacks… they are soulless pigs and don’t deserve to bear children.