How does a man feel about his wife making a life out of promiscuity? Well, this one is writing in New York Magazine, so he does not call it adultery: He says he’s a feminist.
That’s right folks, this guy is here to tell you, you men ain’t feminists until you approve of being traduced. If your wife isn’t climbing into bed with you to tell you about whomever she’s been busy with making the beast with two backs — you ain’t feminist, not really!
This is everything that gets conservatives to pull out all the stops and just scream about the coming polygamy and the madness of the lotophagi. Of course, this is not the first guy to take to the bottle after his wife betrays him. He has more reason, being that she’s so blatant about it all. But I bet when he says “oceans of red wine,” he means a bit of red wine. He does not strike me as a manly drinker — or a man, for that matter.
I read this to my young miss, so I relay to you her observations: She says, “I know women, married women — they would never stand for this. This guy acts more like a woman than all of them put together.” I nod an write it down. She says, “This must be a cri de coeur — somewhere deep down, sanity is speaking.” I paraphrase here. She says: “This guy is so deluded — and it took him six months of drinking to lie to himself about whats really happening here. I’m trying to imagine their first conversation … ‘Honey, I’m home!’ it wasn’t.”
Finally, I note that the guy remarks that this promiscuity and adultery carousel started after they had their two children. Surely, he’s already done the paternity tests. I note too that the man says he could not stand it if she loved anyone else. Apparently, this guy convinced himself of that old line — honey, she means nothing to me!