degeneration of feminity?

what the hell is wrong with the female population when they think nothing of dabbling 'harmlessly' with another man (married or otherwise) when they are married. they justify it by saying there is no sexual contact. okay. maybe they won't mind so much if their husbands flirt or have a casual fling with another woman. sans sexual contact of course. no harm done eh? guess they haven't heard that emotional infidelity is just as damaging as sexual infidelity. maybe more?

i always wonder.. is it all in the name of womens' progress? did our earlier counterparts burn their bras for this? to give women the same right to everything. so they think just because a man has free reign to cheat, they can as well. i think they're missing the whole point. cheating is never right. period. regardless of who does it. yes, there are many justifications, the most cliche being 'my wife doesn't understand me', or 'we have grown apart'. it takes two hands to clap. but i don't think when you're at the pearly gates that will be considered a valid excuse.

doesn't anyone take 'for better or worse' seriously anymore?

i'm just a bit irritated because i heard a few colleagues joking about the 'secret' men they are seeing / going on holidays with, without their husbands knowledge. they justify it as being 'just friends' because they haven't had sex yet. look here, i'm not stupid and neither are you. and neither is your husband if he finds out. what the hell are they playing at anyway? and the ones who aren't doing it are encouraging the ones who are! they giggle secretly when sms-es punctuate the steady screech of the fax machine. they proudly show off the messages, the hornier the better. they wave it around for others to read, and the others giggle too. and offer generous advice on the reply.

i can't believe they are abetting this. and i thought they were nice, simple people! shows how much i know. a case of deperate housewives if ever there was one. sans the manolos and well-manicured lawns. gets my blood boiling when it hits too close to home.

then there are those who kiss goodbye to whatever (little?) intelligence they have and act like a total bimbo because they assume men like it. it's oh so cute to be silly, defenseless me. then my hero can charge up in his black BMW (no protons mind you) and save me from my mediocre life and shopping only during MNG sales. now i can browse the racks during non sale periods and actually buy something! and i don't have to pay for it! ooo... what's a little sacrifice of the brain when i have another new outfit to parade in? ooo and i may be able to graduate to armani and then to prada soon. but not too soon otherwise my motives will be too obvious. don't want him getting a little suspicious. so bring on the charm and play little housewife, always waiting for him to come home from work and then listening attentively to him while he rattles on about how work sucks and how it's such a rat race out there.

it's all a little game to them. and i know these people! it's like viewing a real life drama. a bit amusing, sometimes ludicrous.