It’s a known fact, Men are from Mars, Women from Venus. When together, it’s pretty explosive. Women need men, men need women. They love each other, they hate each other. It’s the eternal dichotomy of the genders. And it is as confusing as hell.
And because it is my blog (hah), I get to question the other sex: how exactly does the male mind work?
There have been countless forwarded emails and text messages on this. But the confusion remains. What do they really mean? What moves them? Will they ever settle down?
Media has placed such a negative yet heroic status on men. They’re jerks. they will never keep their hands to themselves (or their own women, for that matter), but we need them nevertheless. And no matter how incomprehensible these kinds of men are, they will always be present in society and women will always throw themselves at their feet.
Ask me, I can come up with three or four real people who are perfect examples.
I’ve met and heard about men who really separate sex from love. They are those who go emo over their ladylove (usually abroad), they wax poetic about them, profess their undying love, promise them the moon and the stars. Romantic, right? Err… not really. For beneath that romantic veneer, is a sex fiend waiting to unleash their uh… desires.
Seriously. These guys think that it’s THEIR RIGHT to fool around (read: have sex with random girls) because their women, who they supposedly love, are not with them physically.
It boggles the mind. Can’t men ever keep their base desires in check? It’s making me lose hope in the male population. Are they really bound to become unfaithful and manage to justify it by saying they needed the relief? That it’s part of their physicality?
As majority of society will say, boys will be boys. That’s just the way they’re made of. They would rather sweep this whole issue of (physical?) unfaithfulness under the rug of love and romance.
But what will make them stop? Marriage? What if your wife suddenly had to go away for… say, a week. Does that give you the license to fool around? Case in point: one middle-aged man I go to Church with. He said he was “single for a week” since his wife went away on a business trip. Though he was kidding, I sensed a hint of seriousness in that statement, for minutes after that declaration, he was unashamedly flirting with the resident single MILF.
I don’t mean to make base judgments, but it just makes me wonder. Men act so cocky about playing the field, as if it was something awarded to them, but why? Does their libido give them the license to do so?
I just don’t get why men insist on acting like the typical Neanderthal like it was the coolest thing in the world.
There ARE exceptions, of course. (yes you, I’m talking to you. Hee.)
But still.
It’s unfathomable.
What is it? An act? a defense mechanism?
I don’t think anyone can crack the male physique and all its complexities. Ironically enough, I don’t think even men will be able to figure themselves out.
What can I say? Boys will always be boys.
Image credits: Via Deviantart: ~stinglacson
There is nothing to be happy about. 
