
Well I have been fighting the flu monster still which has left me not unable to write but unmotivated. The best I could muster was watching re-runs of FARSCAPE and doing NYQUIL shots. Unfortunately I didn't have some sultry "Naughty Nurse" whose tummy I could do said shots off of. At the same time I got yet ANOTHER invite to join a dating site for free for a month. I was bored, what the hell, let's see what we will see.
Now you have to understand I have tried this route to meet women before and I will NEVER do it again. There is a certain TAINT attached to people who use these sites. I learned about it when my ex Girlfriend, Teresa, and I used to make up phony personas for a site back east and then sit on the couch and smirk over the invites we each received. We also alternated being Gay or not. Yes...I know...it was bent. We stopped the gay thing when I got an enquiry that turned out to be attached to the father of one of her kids friends at school.
((AHEM! Move Along))Now since I know how I was acting I didn't trust anyone on the sites. That is until I got dumped (the first time, yes there WAS a FIRST time which also implies a SECOND time, I am a fool after all). When I got serious about the whole thing, well as serious as I can get, I talked with a couple of women and actually met up with one. Recently divorced, dental hygienist... a sort of Woody Allen dream. I was still smarting from the last time so I was a gentleman and just was myself.
She Jumped me, used me like a two dollar mule then left me by the side of the road. Thus was my first experience with digital dating.
So when I was lonely I went back to looking at the sites, not contacting anyone but part of me began observing. I noticed that all the women my age were divorced, kids had left, they had beautiful houses, nice cars, pictures of themselves in Cancun WITH THEIR GIRLFRIENDS or of them holding their dog. They also shared one other trait, most of them did not list an occupation. Curiouser and curiouser.
I also noticed that if all these women went to the theatre and to the symphony and the Opera those institutions wouldn't be suffering such bad times financially. They all like to dance, find skinny dipping a turn on and are "fine wine connoisseurs. All that with their pictures in their new MACY's finery.
Then I realized that the role reversal was complete, that these were the "liberated" women I saw marching in the streets, burning their bras (Back when they didn't need them, though few of them need them now because of silicon support) and proclaiming that they were freeing themselves from MALE CHAUVINISM.
Yeah right. Like so many of the ideals of that generation the idealism gave way to human nature. Some of those women did seek out new opportunities and I salute them. I like strong people no matter what their gender, but a lot of them just went down the road of so many of their mothers before them, They married and raised a family. The Reagan era APPLAUDED this sort of behaviour and stopped JUST SHORT of bringing back bee hive hairdos. Well... in California anyway.
The ideas you get in you head though are as indelible as a Sharpie on Silk, they don't fade easily. So while they were being "super Moms" or trying to hold down a job while they raised the kids they did something perviously reserved for 1950s mean, they got disillusioned and dissatisfied. They DESERVED more because it was their RIGHT! FUCK that old man who worked day in and day out, his gut is too big and he doesn't have that luxurious head of hair I married! Not to say that the husbands were never at fault but in my experience amongst the circle of friends I have, and the circle of tertiary acquaintances they bring with them I can say that 75% of the divorces I have seen were brought by the WOMAN because SHE was dissatisfied.
Put succinctly, the women who earnestly struggled for liberation in the sixties and seventies has succeeded. Unfortunately they had not ELEVATED women to the loftier position in the corporate world they sought, rather they freed women up to become just as bitter and shallow as had only been reserved for men in the past. Now women had the right to leave the family just because her "needs weren't being met".
The thing that set me off on this tirade was a link a buddy sent me to the
NATIONAL COUGAR AND CUB CONVENTION that recently took place here in San Jose. The article made it look like it was a nice event. Those women I had seen on the sites obviously got out to DANCE (which their rat prick husbands never took them out to do!) and flirt with all sorts of round faced, eager eyed young Silicon valley boys. The ladies need to learn to detach themselves form the past a bit better though, I mean they guy they chose as the "Cutest Cub" looks like an Asian version of "Huggy Bear" from Baretta. The guy, who looks so much like a PLAYA from some snarky YOUTUBE video, won a free cruise. NICE! Great payback for charming a bunch of Wanna be MILFs for an evening!
One of the organizer "Miss California Couger" (c'mon, you haven't been a miss since before WATERGATE!) said:
A cougar is a woman who is confident and who knows what she wants,I have to finish her thought for her"
"She has had the stones to divorce her husband of 25 years, using a lawyer that sucks his assets out of him like a spider does a fly slurpee, and cast his carcass aside. Now with all his assets in her Well Fargo account she is off to find her own perfect "Pablo the Pool boy".
I have some experience with cross generational dating, so ladies let me clue you in on what you should look forward, or maybe I won't. The Journey is the thing after all. Through all the struggles in the latter half of the last century you have earned the rights previously reserved for men. The right to be shallow (Who needs to talk to him if he will do whatever I say and has an ass like THAT!). The right to be delusional (Yeah! I look just like I did when i was 22!) The right to beleive that you can have all those things you gave up when you were younger so you could have security.
Enjoy your freedom ladies! I will be over here in the bleachers with my popcorn watching the show that is to come!
Labels: Cougars, Dating, Teresa