Cheaters...again.

That’s it. I think I’m losing all my faith in men and discovering that it doesn’t matter who you are, what you look like or how nice a woman you may be. Men have had wandering eyes for years and it’s so disheartening. We have beautiful and thin famous women seemingly being scorned, right and left. I mean, who can look at Halle Barry, Reese Witherspoon, Jennifer Aniston, Kate Winslet or the most recent, Sandra Bullock and even wonder why the men could want more? But they did.

 

We also have the “smart” women types like Hillary Clinton and Jenny Sanford whose husbands tapped into others. And we have many other “normal” women like you and me who have been or will be wronged by the men we loved, trusted and cherished. Where does it end and what can we do about it? Nothing – that’s what I’m beginning to think.

 

Young or old, thin or fat, average or pretty, rich or poor, smart or dumb….the men in our lives seem to think that the grass is always greener on the other side and risk a one-nighter or several months living on the wild side. And yet all of us believe that it couldn’t happen to us. Then it does.

 

Risking not only marriages, but families and children. Tarnishing reputations for a quick piece of ass or the want of more. Feeling manly, when cheating is anything but. And yet, where do we come in? I used to think it was me. That I was the failure. I was too old, too overweight, too dumb, too selfish, too independent, too passive, too ambitious, too comfortable. I look as these famous women who seem to have it all, yet they are thrown to the curb as well. I refuse to think that “that’s just how men are,” but it’s becoming harder to believe.

 

Everyone who hasn’t been cheated on swears that their husband/boyfriend just wouldn’t do that. Well of course they do. Who gets involved with a man you don’t trust? Right. Nobody. Sure, there are women who choose the wrong guy time and again but many more who truly believe in their mate. Love conquers all, blah, blah, blah until it happens to them. I used to be one of them.

 

But when we become distrustful of the male species based on experience, we come across as bitchy and emasculating. We are viewed as man haters and “uber feminazis”. Women used by these famous men, however, then go on to share salacious text messages, hold teary press conferences or pose for provocative photo shoots (right, where are you going with THAT?) These women who sleep with famous men piss me off almost as much as the men who cheat. And the women who go back to the cheaters angers me even more.

 

What is all this sleeping around, forgiving and asking for forgiveness showing us? Not much, that I can see other than a weak society where men can’t keep it in their pants and one which women who stay fool themselves that “boys will be boys, I need the money and health insurance, we need to stay together for the kids, etc.” I really don’t’ see much changing unless we, as a society stop accepting this BAD behavior from men and holding them accountable. I will never buy into the fact that men’s poor choices should be tolerated. I’m beginning to think that Lorraine Bobbitt had the right idea.