It seems
to me that every five minutes, there's a magazine article or New
York Times piece that takes for granted that love, that most
sublime of emotions, is nothing but a minor electron storm in our
amygdalas. The thrum-thrum-thrum of our hearts is nothing but the
bass beat for the symphony of our synaptic pathways, and the moistening
between your girlfriend's legs is preceded by a deluge of neurotransmitters.
And, of course, there's one constant refrain: Women want security;
Men want to cast their seed far and wide. Biologically speaking,
men are not hardwired for fidelityit's been biologically
determined, measured by MRIs and sociological surveys
and studies of chimps and bonobos and the French.
Fortunately,
in the modern era, we are no longer stuck with one person 'til death
do us part; we can change partners as often as we change our socks.
Many guys I've known change them more often. That's not to say that
all men are unfaithfulbut ambition and sex drive seem inextricably
linked, and who doesn't want to be the alpha-male? If all the other
guys want it, I want it, too, if for no other reason than I can't
stand the idea of someone else having it and me not having it.
And so
our culture, from beer
commercials to movies
to porn,
has been geared to deliver to us one very important message: It
is our right as Americans to sleep with two girls at the same time.
Anyone
who doesn't is, obviously, less of a man.
Come
on, it's not like she won't go for it. You know as well as I do
that she doesn't have a choice. Look at how far she's gone for you
already. (Unless you were so stupid as to marry heryou didn't
marry
her, did you?!) She's dieted and exercised to try to
lose that imaginary extra five pounds that you'll never let her
know that you don't really care about. She spends countless hours
worrying about hair and clothes and shoes and all that other shit
we don't notice unless she's not wearing any. And don't let me get
into that whole pubic-hair trimming thing you got her to do so her
pussy looks like Jenna Jameson's!
So why
wouldn't she go a little lesbo for you? I don't have any eggheads
to back me up, but bisexuality seems to be inherent to the female
condition. Look at all those college-age "womyn" who ditch
the herbal tea and get a Lady Bic as soon as they figure out it's
a sad, lonely existence without welcoming The Cock (and its financial
benefits) into their lives. Look at the porn stars and Miller Lite
girls who'll get all Sapphic for thirty seconds on TV and a fat
paycheck. Would you kiss a guy for cash? Thought notbut women
are more than eager to do a little muff-diving if they figure it'll
land them the man and his wallet and the security and acceptance
they've always wanted.
So go
ahead.
Post
that Personals
ad looking for a third.
If she
breaks up with you, hey, at least you know the new girl's kinky.