Thursday, March 25, 2010

On Poor Sandra

Well... Apparently Popeater found my comment too lengthy to print, and I hate to waste all my hard work, so here are my thoughts on the whole Sandra Bullock/Jessie James thing.

What red blooded woman in the U.S. wasn't raised, by intent or by watching the utter bored staleness of her own parents' sham of a marriage, to be attracted to the Bad Boy? We have ALL taken a bite of that apple unless we have zero body fat percentage and thereby no sex drive (yes, people--skinny women do not crave sex as much as their more curvy or athletically built counterparts--it's hormones, not Hollywood that decide that one). But I digress. We see in "him" what we want to be ourselves but have been raised NOT to, under any circumstances, because "it's just not lady-like" but we long for it, to be free, tough, mouthy (meaning actually SAYING what you think rather than just thinking it and hoping glaring at someone hard enough will suffice)--that "F-you if you can't take a joke" attitude, and the danger...mmmm baby, the danger! Adrenaline high anyone?

Then what is the very first thing we do once we are "with" him, officially I mean, not just for funsies.

We immediately try to domesticate the guy. Now seriously, I don't care who you are or how much money you have. It's NOT gonna happen. Never. Ever. Not without surgical intervention anyway. I don't care how beautiful you are, how good you are at any number of open minded sex acts, how successful you are (in fact that one often works against you, along with loads of money) or how many changes of life you go through trying to keep the guy interested. One woman is NEVER going to satisfy a high testosterone man--which is basically what a bad boy is. You either take him as he is or become a one woman prison system--intercepting every call, checking all his various online activities, going through his wallet, calling to check up on him, scanning the credit card receipts--secretly following him--all things that some guys find perversely appealing, but which is just too effing exhausting to maintain for the long haul and just too demeaning for many of us to even CONSIDER doing. If his ego is that fragile, the relationship is just gonna be one long mind fuck anyway.

So, as much as I detest what the guy did to "America's Sweetheart" (personally I don't see it... but that's just me) I have to say she was old enough to see that ALL coming from miles away, and she 1. got involved with him anyway and 2. took the ridiculous risk of leaving him home and unattended. It was certainly over from that point, and most likely long before that because you can never fully trust any bad boy under 75 or so (and thanks to Viagra, probably not them either). He probably loves her to death...but he just has this "itch" he has to scratch...hormonally and psychologically. Maybe his mommy didn't breast feed him, or if she did, she didn't do it long enough, or maybe he's just an infantile PRICK who doesn't care about anyone but himself (something we found SO charming in the beginning).

It is a shame she had to be humiliated in public as she was, and at such a stellar point in her career, but she CHOSE to spend that time ON her career, doing that movie, instead of doing him. Sorry ladies, but as a woman I have to be honest. He's not the only person who made mistakes in that relationship.

And as for the bimbos? The world is full of brainless vultures all too eager to start pecking at the corpse of a dying relationship. They're attracted to carrion and have a 6th sense for finding it...not that most men are exactly subtle in making their needs known. The only consolation is that the carrion feeders always end up as living illustrations that you are what you eat. Always.

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