I just came over from another site, where the feature of the day is a gentleman who is telling the saga of his extramarital affair. No I won't. You'll have to look this one up for yourselves. I'm sure a quick search will give you any number of examples from which to choose. And, in case you couldn't tell, I'm not terribly happy about this.
What, am I a red state reactionary? Please. (Am I the only one to see the irony in the use of the color red for states adhering to Bushism?) Am I a prude? Possibly, but I don't really feel like one. My Puritan forebears (mother's side) would have had my God-forsaken carcass rotting in the stocks long ago.
After all, monogamy isn't all it's cracked up to be. It's practiced by a fairly small minority of species in nature, and it's suited to a relatively small set of conditions - in the human case, the need to raise children through a long childhood, under circumstances where survival is dependent on effective partnerships. Relax the conditions, and monogamy goes out the window. And even under stringent conditions, there are the cheaters, the ones who can't raise the ante for establishing a partnership and cope by lurking around singles bars and the homes of desperate housewives.
But like I told you already, my vision is wierd. I read a story like this, and my first thought is "What about the other guy?!?" I mean, here's someone who's lavished time and attention on a girl (we'll stay hetero for now, with your permission, but you may flip the genders if you like), let her into his personal space and even allowed the bedroom walls to be painted pink, and for his pains he's on the long point of a triangle. There are few places on this Earth more uncomfortable than on the long point of a triangle. Crede expertum. Now, all the romance novels make out this poor sod to be a cad, a brute, a criminal. He makes Osama bin Laden look like the second coming of Christ. (To some people, he is, but we won't go there now.) When, more often, he's merely committed the sin of living a real life, instead of the fantasy that is probably what got her attention in the first place.
Besides, I worry that it's not so much the fact of infidelity as the flaunting of it that causes the trouble. Sex discreetly arranged for next weekend in a cottage on the Blue Ridge is grounds for a nudge and a wink. Sex in the Oval Office is grounds for impeachment. I remain convinced that semen on a blue dress got us into Iraq. And may keep us there. May keep our nation red. Because it looks like we have an electoral choice between corporate thuggery and personal immorality. Between Fortress Amerika and the Coalition of the Wanton.
The Biblical prophets who railed against the societies of Israel and Judah in the years before these kingdoms fell to the Assyrians and Neobabylonians (respectively) spoke mostly of people, especially kings and nobles, who indulged in their own pleasures at the expense of the community - which then could not rally its forces, could not restore its sense of community, in time to ward off the invader. The same thing happens in social animals whose social systems are weakened during good times because resources promote "individualist" behavior, and then suddenly are challenged by a dearth or a threat. Sometimes you must put aside your toys, and your toyings, for the good of the group. Even if it looks for the moment like you don't have to.
Maybe these thoughts will keep you from being led into temptation. Or give the Democrats enough credibility to let them win some elections and put an end to the Bush regime.
Or not.
- O Ceallaigh
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All opinions are mine as a private citizen.







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