ADULTERER’S
DESK REFERENCE
Jerry
Harkins
Q:
Will you love her, comfort her,
honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, and, forsaking all others, be
faithful to her as long as you both shall live?
A:
I will.
—The Book of Common Prayer,
1979, p. 424
Qualifying Examination:
I am (check all that apply):
O A
Republican
O A
Born-Again Christian
O A
Thoroughly Stupid Democrat (Republicans get the
Stupid Point automatically.)
O Male
Count
the number of boxes you checked.
The total is your score. (If you can't count, If
your score is:
0 You
are not authorized to read this document and should shred
it immediately.
1-3 You
should read this document thoroughly and take its message
to heart. When you’re done, hide it wherever you keep
your pornography.
4 You
are welcome to read this document but do not expect any benefit from it as you
are a hopeless case.
Introduction
This pamphlet
addresses a common male problem that is not addressed in the Boy Scout Handbook
or in any approved sex ed course you may have taken. It does not purport to teach you how to commit adultery.
That knowledge came free with your first purchase of testosterone. Here we deal only with what happens
after your adultery is exposed.
You
will certainly be caught. Adultery
releases certain enzymes which short circuit the parts of the brain responsible
for clear thinking and self-preservation.
Now you understand why your father came home with lipstick on his shirt
collar or in some even more suggestive place. Fortunately today’s lipsticks incorporate the kiss-proof
technology developed at the old Bell Labs and this particular kind of
self-destructive behavior is on the wane.
Congress has allocated several hundred million dollars to the Centers
for Disease Control to develop a pill to prevent the transfer of perfume scent
to the male or his clothes. This
is supposed to close the circle of self-incrimination. (Like all other Congressional theories,
it will not work and, even if it does, it won’t help you because Congress will
surely conspire to keep it to itself.)
You are not a member
of Congress (I know this because you appear to be able to read). It’s okay though because they get
caught too. All that power and
glory does not make up for male stupidity. Thus, our
objective is not to avoid detection but to plan your response when you are
caught.
It Bears Repeating: You Will Be Caught
Adultery,
in most jurisdictions, is not a crime. It is merely something human beings
—mainly post-adolescent males—do. Just
as “fish gotta swim and birds gotta fly,” men gotta wander off the
reservation. The commandment “Thou
shalt not commit adultery” is proof positive that the god of Abraham was never
the omniscient wise man he was made out to be but rather a naïf or a nerd. [Sidebar: Adultery is still a felony in Idaho, Massachusetts,
Michigan, Oklahoma, and Wisconsin.
It is also a violation of the Uniform Code of Military Justice. In Texas, it’s a civic virtue.]
Even
if adultery is not a crime, for all practical purposes it is treated as such
and the presumption of innocence does not apply. Nor does the quality of mercy. In fact, guilt is always assumed and the eighth amendment is
suspended. This rarely turns out
to be unfair.
You
will be caught because they are smarter than we are. Evolution made them that way to compensate for us being
bigger. Women think with an organ
called the brain which is encased in their heads. We think with a different organ located between our legs in
a much more confined space. I
recently had an email from Joey G. of Brooklyn, New York who theorized that
since we now all think with our iPhones, the playing field has been leveled down
to the dull-normal range. It might
be true if our team could only get past the porno sites but that, Joey, is not
the way to bet.
I Did Not Have Sex With That Woman
You
cannot talk your way out of this.
No one will believe anything you say about it including an abject
apology and what we used to call a “firm purpose of amendment.” But all is not lost. Females are born with a genetic
predisposition to expect and overlook male transgressions. Do not confuse this with forgiveness. It is merely empiricism. You will never be forgiven for cheating
on your significant other. Repeat
after me: I will never be forgiven
for adultery; it just isn’t going
to happen. Women, you see, tend to
follow the advice of that noted feminist philosopher, Tammy Wynette who said, “Stand
by your man” (SBYM). This can work
in your favor especially if you wind up facing public ostracism. Perhaps you recall the knowing smile
with which a former first lady minimized the importance of her husband’s
faithlessness. “He is,” she said,
“a hard dog to keep on the porch.” She was quoting a 1983 Gail Davies country
song the refrain of which was:
You're a hungry old hound that keeps
coming around
Eatin' my groceries and drinking one down
You run with the pack and you come
slinking back
Needin' some rest and me to scratch your
back.
The
genetic basis for SBYM has yet to be fully understood by science and it is by
no means the strong force of domestic tranquility. You can tell that by the looks you often see on the faces of
otherwise very attractive women while standing by their man at the inevitable
press conference. While he is
reciting the line about a broken and contrite
heart from the fifty-first Psalm, she is looking as though she’s just swallowed
a live worm. Speaking of the
Psalms, Freddie W. of Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania points out that King David
himself was a world class adulterer.
“That’s gotta mean something,” he writes. Not particularly, Freddie. Just that he was a male and Bathsheba was a female who liked
nude sunbathing. Dave liked
girls. He had at least ten wives
and a harem full of concubines. He
didn’t actually need another wife, especially a wife already married to his
good buddy Uriah the Hittite.
Bathsheba was a royal but excessive indulgence whether she looked like
the stevedore painted by Rembrandt or like Susan Hayward in the 1951 Hollywood
biopic. That’s the thing about
adultery: it’s inexplicable. Ben Franklin, an acknowledged polymath,
said you can’t tell the difference between women in the dark. Even the greatest men are addicted to
saying stupid things from time to time.
The only reason Ben never committed adultery was that Deborah and he
were never legally married.
Otherwise he was once of the eighteenth century’s most noted swordsmen.
But If It’s Not A Crime, What’s The Big
Deal?
If your IQ is equal to or greater than
your age, you can skip this section.
If on the other hand you are a member of the hairy-chested gender, read
on.
Do you
remember Ben Casey? In a
portentous voice, Sam Jaffe would intone, “Man. Woman.
Birth. Death. Infinity.” In less scholarly parlance, this is known as the Battle of
the Sexes otherwise known as the Theory of Everything. And in the high drama of life’s war,
adultery is high treason. Which is
why the Bible says, “If a man commits adultery with another man’s wife—with the
wife of his neighbor—both the adulterer and the adulteress are to be put to
death.” One of my correspondents,
Kent H. of Wilsey, Kansas, thinks that times have changed and indeed he is
right. We no longer execute adulterers
but that merely prolongs the agony of the punishments we do mete out.
In any
event, the treason analogy rules out certain defenses that are nonetheless
often invoked. Never say:
It
didn’t mean anything. It was just
a one-time fling.
It
was over before I knew it. Didn’t
even enjoy it.
If the
devil does make you say something really stupid (How else to explain Ben
Franklin’s remark?), at least make sure she doesn’t have a burdizzo within easy
reach. You say you don’t know what
a burdizzo is? It’s a device for
castrating pigs. The end product
is called mountain oysters and is quite tasty sliced, marinated in beer and
sautéed lightly with salt. Served
as hors-d'oeuvres at the best tailgate
parties in Texas. Trust me
on this: you don’t want your crown
jewels to be the hors-d’oeuvre at her sorority reunion.
Paying The Price: Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend
Charlie
Brown once observed, “There’s no problem so big you can’t run away from
it.” Of course, Charlie was only
eight years old at the time and had yet to encounter the problem of
adultery. Still he did know a lot about
women. For example, he knew for a
certainty that every single time he tried to kick a football being held by Lucy
she would snatch it away at the last second sending him head over heels on his
ass. Every time without exception. He concluded quite correctly that girls
have different definitions of “teamwork” and “winning” than, say, Vince
Lombardi. Did he walk away in
disgust? Of course not. Even at eight, Charlie knew that the Red
Queen is a metaphor for the way women approach the game of life. His role was to assure she always “won”
regardless of what it might say on something as irrelevant as a scoreboard.
In
dealing with adultery, there is a scoreboard even if you can’t see it and
wouldn’t understand the scoring system if you could. The score is kept in carats which are assessed as a function
of several variables including the age and other vital statistics of the bimbo,
the frequency of the husband calling to say he has a client meeting and will be
home late, and precisely where the wife is in her monthly hormonal cycle. You
don’t actually have to appease her with diamonds but the carat count is an
indication of the value of the expected settlement. Of course diamonds are always welcome as is cold cash. Just remember you can’t buy
forgiveness. You can just mitigate
some of the less agreeable concomitants of her enmity. You are still in hell but you get to
take a cold shower once a week.
What’s Sauce For The Goose Is Poison For
The Gander
In
case you haven’t noticed, life isn’t fair. That’s a quote from Jack Kennedy, a man who knew whereof he
spoke when it came to adultery. He
was no doubt talking about the well known fact that 99.9% of the wages of sin
are paid by men. Believe it or
not, statisticians tell us that women stray too. But for them it’s not cheating because the rules are
different. I hate to be the bearer
of bad news but you might as well know the truth. The tide of history is running against us and we no longer
make the rules. It used to be that
they needed us to be the breadwinners so they could nurture the children. It was called the division of labor
and, for most couples, it worked well enough. Now, however, most women are in the workforce. Some want to work outside the
home. Others have to because we
don’t earn enough anymore. No
matter. Now the question is how’re
your going to keep them down on the farm after they’ve seen Paree? [Sidebar: The song refers to soldiers coming home after World War
I. But it’s appropriate anyway
because the key line is, “Reuben, Reuben I’ve been thinking what a great world
this would be if the boys were all transported far beyond the Northern
Sea.”] Applied to today’s women, the
answer is you’re not. They are no
longer financially dependent on us my friend and in a few short years we’ll no
longer be needed for reproduction either.
They’ll be able to buy whatever sperm they want over the counter at
their local Rite Aid and it will be synthetic sperm customized to deliver just
what they want in their offspring.
If you doubt this, you haven’t been keeping up with the Journal of Veterinary Science and Animal Husbandry. Human sperm will be synthesized on a
base of animal or vegetable DNA.
It could be worse. Your
sperm could be replaced by the slightly altered sperm of a pig. But it will be easier to begin with the
genome of Polychaos dubium, a single-cell protozoan
that reproduces asexually by binary fission. It has 670 billion base pairs to work with compared to the 3
billion you have. They’ll keep
some of us around, live specimens in zoos and stuffed ones in museums. Those who can be tamed may find work as
house pets or eunuchs.
The
point of all this is you’re not dealing from strength. It is advisable to bear this in mind as
you practice begging, cajoling and groveling. Above all, when she gets up from her chair it does not mean
she’s finished berating you. Do
not say, “As long as you’re up, could you get me a beer?” Marty F. of Flathead County, Montana, a
former client, asked me if it would be okay as long as he said “Please.” I said “Sure Marty although the shock
of hearing you ask politely may kill her.” Unfortunately, Marty didn’t catch the sarcasm.
The Take-away
In
Montana taverns they call it the Go Cup.
Whatever you call it, the moral of the story is that only in heaven is
there more rejoicing over one repentant sinner than ninety-nine just men. For one thing, only in heaven will you
find as many as ninety-nine just men.
Down here, all hundred are sinners and all rejoicing is restricted to
watching them as they twist slowly in the breeze.
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