bookbachelor

 Book Bachelor

 First, I’d like to introduce myself, the book bachelor. I’m a mid-20’s single male in book publishing trying to figure it all out: women, love, life.

I’m going to start my first post with the old adage, “When in Rome, do as the Romans…and have an orgy.” Don’t go reaching for the lotion–yet. These posts will remain PG, possibly PG-13, and completely workplace friendly.

So an orgy (euphoric apex and the contraction of both diseases known and yet to be invented) has gone maintstream thanks in part to the media. Shows like “Rock of Love Bus” (who doesn’t like watching the train wreck that is aging rock stars rocking the finest hair extensions in all of Europe have sex with random women on national television??), “Desperate Housewives,” and to a lesser extent, “Gossip Girls” to name just a few that came to mind of the many programs that use, well, let’s face it, sex.

Sex sells. So does crack for that matter, but does that mean we should sell it?

Now bear with me for a moment, I need to vent. I need to clear my head of the orgy. I know some of you are squirming, hoping your mom or signifcant other doesn’t come around the corner, look at your laptop, see “Orgy,” and immediately assume you’re a pervert. I’ll say it again just for you…ORGY.

The issue is what the orgy actually represents, which is more or less, societal decadence. I go to a party last night and run into a few couples. Drinking ensues, and at some point, like couples often do, especially after boozing, they fight. But here’s the dilemma, we’re a complex group of people all trying to come to terms with what it means to be human. Does that sound about right? Now the media is cramming sex through every avenue, always looking to push it to the next level. So everyone, I’m generalizing here but I’ll say before 30, that grows up on this sex-driven circuit starts to look at what should be seen as sin as completely normal.

Now back to the party. One of the couples plans on having an orgy with a female friend of theirs, call her Faithful. Now here’s the kicker, Faithful has a boyfriend; and yet, he’s in another state so then technically she’s single for the evening? Interesting set of values; however, all too common.

Let’s take it a step farther and broach the real issue, women want men to be completely in love with only them, see eyes for only them, and essentially be their 1930’s style gentleman wearing contemporary clothing. Edward Cullen anyone? And then on nights like last night, I witness this girlfriend give him a pass to have relations with another woman as long as she’s present. Sounds like every guys’ dream come true? Damn straight.

But then…it was only ever supposed to be a dream, something fit for fantasy. We (meaning men) weren’t ever supposed to really get this free “Get out of jail after boning my friend” card. However, we now live in the modern day Sodom and Gomorrah where all concepts of morality have been replaced with frivolity–things like handbags, skinny jeans, and sushi. Interesting. Well, I’m sorry to say ladies and gentleman, I don’t think you can have both. Needless to say, the male in, I’ll call the couple Happily Ever After, supposedly looked at another woman that wasn’t the one his girlfriend chose, and subsequently his girlfriend got mad, yelling, etc. And I was left with this utter sense of hypocrisy.

Happily Ever After screamed at one another and carried on with things like “how can you look at another woman?” ”don’t you love me?” and so forth. But here’s the real question: how can people even justify dating in a society where we’re not only morally bankrupt, we’re infected with our own false sense of entitlement?

If we want love then we’d better start looking at who we really are, as opposed to who MTV and GQ says we are.

Enough ranting,

 BB

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