Liberals have always moaned about a perceived tendency among conservatives to try to “legislate morality.” This is nonsense of course. It is liberals who allow their twisted moral code to be translated directly into paternalistic regulation. But as a paleoconservative and as a pastor, I do consider it imperative that we do all we can on all fronts to preserve the social conventions that sustain civilized life, just as we must oppose on all fronts the social “innovations” that have historically, over and over again, been shown to lead to societal collapse.
Who could defend, for example, Roman Polanksi? Why, the left, of course. They see no incongruity between their love for, say, radical feminism, and their passionate defense of this degenerate fugative who drugged, then sodomized, a 13-year-old girl. Huffington Post is teeming with ”Free Polanksi” jibberish. Consider the lecherous sexagenarian David Letterman, who has spent years using ridicule of others in the most judgmental fashion, only to be revealed as the office rake. Who could applaud his “endearingly human” revelations of workplace turpitude? Of course, only the left could.
This is why I make no apologies for my own social conservatism. I have concerns, and they are well-founded. I’m very concerned about marriage; Not mine, mind you – as you would expect, I enjoy all the benefits of life as a trophy husband – but matrimony as an institution is in trouble, and infidelity is a major contributing factor.
I’m very familiar with the best resources: “The Five Love Languages,” “Weekend to Remember” conferences, Marriage Encounter, and “Love and Respect” seminars. As I studied each approach, though, I grew troubled. Something crucial had been overlooked. I racked my brain, but I could never put my finger on it.
Then, I had an epiphany. I now know how to permanently prevent infidelity from derailing domestic tranquility.
All the marriage experts have one thing in common: They all encourage married folk to look attractive for each other. Presenting a desirable appearance will presumably discourage a spouse from straying. Men, Bow-flex your way to anatomical perfection, practice chivalry and good grooming. Women, be attentive to hair and make-up, be charming, and submit to the Stairmaster. That’s sound advice, right?
Wrong! Exhibit A: Movie star marriages. These are brides and grooms who embody our culture’s highest ideals of physical beauty. If the “expert” hypothesis had any merit, People Magazine’s favorite portmanteau would still be “Brennifer,” (Brad Pitt+Jennifer Aniston) instead of “Branjelina” (Brad Pitt + Angelina Jolie). Of course, Brad’s not done, and since there are only four celebrities in America left for him to date, the tabloids have already created relationship nicknames in advance: Actress Lindsay Lohan (“Brohan”); chanteuse Miss Piggy (“Mup-pitt”); “The View” panelist Whoopi Goldberg (“Pittsburgh”), and “The O.C.” cast member Samaire Armstrong (“Armpitt”).
Exhibit B: The Gosselins: After birthing a set of twins and then sextuplets, Kate was left with an understandably saggy abdomen that resembled a burlap sack full of small-mouth bass. Meanwhile, her balding husband John was twisting his tresses into a tonsorial marvel destined for the Hairdon’t Museum’s comb-over wing, right between Coach Henson’s Lou-Do and the head-spread of U.S. Senator Carl Levin. Now, when was it that John and Kate Plus 8 become John minus 9? It wasn’t before they prettied up, but AFTER: Abdominoplasty for Kate, hair grafts for John, and teeth whitening for both brought them out of the insulating protection of their own homeliness. Marriage gurus would have you believe that all that sandblasting, spackling, and tuckpointing would make the Gosselin’s marriage affair-proof, but sadly, no.
I submit that infidelity increases when married people make physical improvements. The experts say, “Try to elicit a favorable response from your spouse.” That’s a gamble, because it takes you out of the driver’s seat. I say, “Go with the sure thing!” When husbands and wives make themselves hideously unsightly, the revulsion of all coquettes and Casanovas is assured!
Let’s get down to it. Three factors will free married people from the temptation of adulterous advances:
(1) Get uglier than homemade soap. Men, those hairs in your nose and ears are there for a reason; don’t mow ‘em! Grow ‘em! And break out that Member’s Only jacket. Chess King may have filed Chapter 11, but parachute pants are forever!
Women, demand the “Supreme Treatment” from your hairstylist; either the “Bader Ginsberg Mistrial Bun” or the “Sotomayor Scandalum Magnatum.” For clothing, you’ve got stirrup pants and that t-shirt the Red Cross gave you after you donated blood, or you can get serious: Sweats, Crocs with fuzzy socks, and a house coat.
(2) Get smellier than sewage in June. In 2006, Americans spent 2.3 billion dollars on deodorant, and we wonder why the divorce rates are so high. If you want to outflank the hanky-panky, start gettin’ stanky. Bromhidrosis (body odor) is the ‘osis with the mostest, and halitosis is a close second. Adopt a distinctly “European” attitude about dental and bodily hygiene, and soon you’ll smell foul enough to spook a Mastiff off a meat truck.
(3) Get fatter than farmhand at a fish fry. It’s a simple formula: High calorie diet + Sedentary lifestyle = No mistress/paramour. Men, eat drive-up chow exclusively, and only order foods with names that refer to a military weapon (“Flamethrower”), a state of bipolar mania (“Angry”), or a homicidal abomination (“Monster”). Then, get yourself a World of Warcraft account and a Netflix subscription, and you’ve done your part for fat fidelity.
Women: Quit the Pilates, and get the pie and lattes! You’ve got HGTV, Lifetime Movie Network (Currently showing “Die, Hubby, Die!” starring Melissa Gilbert), and – brace yourself – SoapNet! Yes, science has finally perfected a viable means for watching daytime dramas – at night!
I realize my program has its drawbacks. Sure, there’s the whole “radically abbreviated life expectancy” blah-blah-blah, “imminent risk of catastrophic stroke,” yadda-yadda, yeah, whatever! Talk to the pudgy, malodorous hand!
But the biggest obstacle is that the husband and the wife must be equally committed to being utterly loathsome. I’ve followed through on my end, but the Mrs. still insists on remaining gorgeous, delightful, and pleasantly-scented.
Sometimes I feel like I’m the only one who is really trying in this relationship.
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Funny stuff!...nt
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penguin2 (Diary) Saturday, October 3rd at 6:21PM EST (link)for thought. Nice, humorous take on relationships. It does point out the absurdity of the Hollywood crowd and their futile search for the wrong kind of happiness.
Resistance to tyrants is obedience to God. – Benjamin Franklin
When Good stands up to Evil, Evil blinks. – Vassar Bushmills
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Reminds me of the old calypso song
civil truth (Diary) Sunday, October 4th at 2:40AM EST (link)“If you want to be happy for the rest of your life
never make a pretty woman your wife
…get an ugly girl to marry you.”
The greatest evil…is conceived and ordered (moved, seconded, carried, and minuted) in clean, carpeted, warmed, and well-lighted offices, by quiet men with white collars and cut fingernails and smooth-shaven cheeks who do not need to raise their voice. Hence, naturally enough, my symbol for Hell is something like the bureaucracy of a police state or the offices of a thoroughly nasty business concern. -C.S. Lewis
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Warrior (Diary) Sunday, October 4th at 9:07PM EST (link)“If you wan to be happy for the rest of your life, fail to make a pretty woman your wife.
So, from my personal point of view, get an ugly girl to marry you!”
We used to sing that in High School…
“Racial criteria are irrational, irrelevant, [and] odious to our way of life.” — Thurgood Marshall for the NAACP Legal Defense Fund in the 1950 Supreme Court case of McLaurin v. Oklahoma
"and soon you’ll smell foul enough to spook a Mastiff off a meat truck"
Warrior (Diary) Sunday, October 4th at 9:33PM EST (link)I almost fell out of my chair at that one.
Seriously though, I do a lot of marriage counseling myself and there is something in what you say. Constant attention to the flesh drives people away from each other eventually. (I wonder what kind of meat I can attract w/my new biceps, butt, boobs, etc.) And, contrary to your brilliant humor (which I know was tongue & cheek,) too much the other way is bad as well. Moderation in all things.
(The secret to a happy marriage is to love God first.)
Anyway, since most of Hollywood thinks the Bible is so much drivel, most of them will never be happy, despite their millions.
And don’t even get me started on Letterman. Funny how the slightest moral misstep by a conservative is reason enough to bring charges, throw the bum out or institute a Congressional Hearing. But when it’s Bill “I did not have sex with that woman” Clinton, Davie “I didn’t know it was the younger Palin daughter” Letterman, Roman “You mean 13 is not the age of consent in CA??” Polanski, Barney “I didn’t know what was going on in my basement” Frank, et al, well, you get the picture. No big deal. Boys will be boys. Move along folks, nothing to see here.
Remember, Rome only became suseptible to outside attack when its’ moral structure had collapsed and weakened them sufficiently from the inside first.
Robert Bork was right, with our thug culture, gangsta music and 40% illegitimacy rate, we are indeed Slouching Towards Gommorah at a frightening pace…
“Racial criteria are irrational, irrelevant, [and] odious to our way of life.” — Thurgood Marshall for the NAACP Legal Defense Fund in the 1950 Supreme Court case of McLaurin v. Oklahoma
Very funny stuff. Good job. nt
Danielle Davis (ocleverone) (Diary) Sunday, October 4th at 9:38PM EST (link)To me, “consensus” seems to be the process of abandoning all beliefs, principles, values and policies. So it is something in which no one believes and to which no one objects … There are still people in my party who believe in “consensus” politics. I regard them as Quislings, as traitors … I mean it. — Margaret Thatcher
After schooling Obama, Joe Friday now schools Polanski.
TNJim (Diary) Sunday, October 4th at 11:10PM EST (link)