Going In For Life

I was sitting in my leather executive chair in my room about twenty minutes ago, just relaxing after a long, stressful week, enjoying my music when I began to think about my relationship. After about as much time as it took for me to click the "next song" button on itunes, I came to the conclusion that it was great, and only getting better. But then, as Girls, Girls, Girls by Jay-Z began to play, I began to consider a much broader question: Is the "Bring em' in, Kick em' out" - 50 cent, more girls, more respect mindset still cool? To quote Dave Chappelle, "Is that what's hot in the streets?"

Now, I can/will only speak from a male's perspective because, needless to say, that's the only perspective I have. Over the past 17 or so years (as long as I've been alive), pop culture has ceaselessly bombarded the public with misogynistic ideals and promoted this lifestyle of philandery(the adj. form of philander, maybe?). It was not your achievements nor your character that garnered you respect, it was the number of names in your little black book (which has now evolved into the little blackberry). Although I've never particularly lived by these values, if I can call them that, I spent the beginning of my adolescent years simultaneously reaching for and shunning them. I a grandmother, mom and four older sisters. I'm not using these facts to explain why am against this "player" lifestyle, but I will cite the fact that each of these women are happily married and the men in their lives would not have it any other way. Now, I'm no where near thinking about marriage, despite the jokes from Brian and Jordan, but I do think it's time for us to really sit down and reconsider this whole "Big Pimpin" mantra which is so ingrained in our culture.

Call me a softie. Call me a Sucker for Love. I'll simply reply by saying "sticks and stones may break my bones, but my girl will make me feel better". Go ahead. Be jealous. "I hear you out there, HATINGGGGGGGG!!!" - The Mad Rapper

I mean, if you want to get scientific, it's in human nature to settle down. Primitive human beings were a nomadic people who wandered from place to place, only making temporary stops. When that stopped working, they began to settle and civilize, and thus the family was formed. Why do we chose to digress and move backwards through the evolutionary cycle? Even look at it Biblically. King Solomon may have had many wives, but centuries later, Joseph found himself his wifey-for-lifey, Mary (no Blasphemy).

I just don't understand it. Why would you want to have to go through all that trouble juggling, balancing, appeasing (to whatever extent you do) the multitude of females in your life? Why spread yourself thin, forcing yourself to consort with people who, aside from when you're [insert word of choice here], you have no interest in whatsoever? Isn't that counter intuitive? Doesn't it make so much more sense to find yourself one person whose company you know you will enjoy, who will pick you up when you fall and sometimes even make you fall, laugh at you, but then do what ever it is that they do that will make you completely disregard the fact that you ever fell at all?

I'm not trying to point the finger or judge anyone who has that "Love em' and Leave em'" mentality, I'm just asking you to consider how long you think you can keep it up until it finally realize you're ridiculous (no shots).

*Steps off Soap box*
*laughs at dudes trying to bag girls at the mall*
*meets wifey at starbucks in Morningside Heights for the next four years*

"I think I might wife her/ you know powder-blue rocawear suit, white nike her.." - Jay Z

As always,

Pax, Amor et Musica