Friday, May 23, 2014

The Making Of A Jackass

Jackass. That is the Virgin's pet name for me. She says it comes out of Christian love. That made me think (always a dangerous thing) of what makes me a jackass. Casanova was the "alter ego" I created for myself when I lived in Charlotte several years ago. None of the women I met wanted to go out with the "nice guy." The character of "Casanova" began as a social experiment. He lived to go drinking, spend all of his spare time in strip clubs and Hooter's, and chase women all night long. All of the women were drawn to my sleazy character of Casanova. Women suddenly wanted to be with me (him) and guys wanted to be me (him). If I found a woman I really wanted to go out with, I turned into the nice guy. That usually ended in dismal failure. The sleazy character of Casanova was much more in demand. These women thought they could change me and that challenge seemed to be irresistable. It is my conclusion that women made me the "Jackass" that I am today. I am your Frankenstein.

Cas, are you serious?? Frankenstein??? You know, I let the "keeping down the man" comment slide because it was our first post and didn't want to say the "J word" yet. But you brought this on yourself, Jackass. Having said that, I will admit you have some valid points, though the "nice syndrome" isn't exclusively a guy thing. I'd venture to say that most women have been accused of being "too nice" on occasion including me. I believe it's human nature to want what/who we can't have, but where do you draw the line between being too nice and being a glutton for punishment? I have to agree, women do like a challenge, but I think its more complex than just trying to change a self-proclaimed Casanova. Women are born to nurture and its our instinct to try and fix a Bad Boy. A guy who's too nice might be...well...boring to some women. However, developing an "alter ego" who is sleazy is a bit extreme. Then again, Cas, you are a bit extreme...Frankenstein? Really? Jackass.

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