Life in the fast lane, not easy!

Did you forget to reflect?
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Living in the fast lane is not for the faint-hearted. After the recent Weinstein-type of exposé in a hospital in Malaysia, my thoughts were drawn to an event that happened more than some 30 years ago. 

As the Weinstein effect goes on hyperdrive, one cannot help but wonder whether how the perpetrators did what they did. It baffles how they got away with it. Did they not realise that it was morally wrong what they were doing? Are they too engrossed into it that they find it difficult to untangle? Was it an addiction? Was the power trip too compelling? Did they think that it was mutually agreed upon; hence it was entirely legitimate?

I remember a varsity friend, who, with his new found freedom away from the prying eyes of his parents and having almost securing himself of a degree, wanted to live to savour the forbidden fruits of life. With his self-perceived appreciation of his physique, he ventured into the business of swinging. Justifying nature's design of random spewing of the male's seed in search of the best chalice, he was on a prowl; in search of companions but not for long-term but for 'hit and run.'

These are some of his life experiences that he was willing to impart even without my prodding. Adultery, fornication or whatever you may name it, is no child's game. It is not for the individuals who have more to lose than a bruised ego and a negative public perception. He must have a hide thicker than an elephant's. He must be immune to the ignores, the non-approval looks of the intended target and must have quick enough to duck when the flying missile or even shoes go airborne. It is an art to pick his choice but even the hardcore in the game sometimes flounder. He must be shameless in showing up in the most unexpected places to create the element of surprise to market himself as interestingly unpredictable enough to pluck the string of the hearts of the heart he intends to pierce. He must be so self-assured of himself that nothing can crack his nut. A lot of precious time need to be sacrificed towards this end. 


Of course, the whole excitement is a passionate one, but emotion has to be kept at bay. One does not want to carry a piece of baggage so heavy when all this is over that it would come haunting during the next hunt. The separation, when it eventually happens, it has to go as that is the plan, should be amicable. Both parties must go on agreeable terms, leaving only with good memories and no resentment. There is also an unwritten 'bro code' where everyone is gentlemanly enough not to come in the way of their next stealth.  No trails should be left.
The post breaks up meets must be cordial if the parties ever run into each other paths.

So, you see, the whole affair of spreading the web is hard work. It is not for sluggards who cannot stomach disappointments, rejections, and perseverance. 

What happened to the varsity friend character, you may wonder? Well, after about a decade of smooching around landing on nectar after nectar, he called it quits. Decades after chasing skirts (or attempting to remove them), he settled for an arranged match from a God-forsaken place. The last time I saw him, he described himself to be blessed in a union made in heaven. Things could not be better. He could not ask for anything more. He sometimes asks himself whether he deserved such a boon!

He also reiterated that his old ways are history and do not excite him anymore but one always wonders the truth is such statements...

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Mud in the face, big disgrace...

Welcome to New York (French-English; 2014)


I cannot fathom why the doyen, Gérard Depardieu, the name who is synonymous with modern contemporary French cinema would stoop so low as to appear in a meaningless movie like this one.
It is no secret that it is a thinly veiled saga of the defamed ex-IMF chief Dominique Strauss-Kahn. There are too many similarities between the two to deny.
If one were to think that the film was made to highlight how he was framed, or show another version of how it have happened or how the whole fracas affected his career or his nomination of Presidency, you are in for a surprise.
It depicts none of those.
As you are aware, this high flying big gun with a soft spot for the fairer sex was to go for Presidency of France. The fact that the the accusation of rape by a chamber-maid in a New York so near before the win event screamed to high heavens of conspiracy theories. However, the film depicted none of the above. In short it was a pure meaningless graphic display of warped deviant show of lust and its varieties. The actual story only picked up towards the second half of show, that too in a wishy-washy malaise fashion.
It paints DSK as a remorseless sloppy oversized man way past his prime who thinks that everything can be bought with money. Everybody else is a persona non grata, the only important thing to him seem to be luring females and fulfilling his lust.
Jacqueline Bisset plays the role of his wife, Monique, whose is fed-up with his antics. She is more worried of how that snafu would jeopardise her advancement in her career as she is all too familiar with his skirt chasing habit.
The film is extremely draggy detailing all irrelevant detail including a full monty strip search of Depardieu in prison. After living in exile in Russia after tax problems in his native country France, perhaps he does not care much about French cinema and it is pay back time!
The French cinema has 'self censored' itself by not screening it in its theatres. The producers may have a hard time defending against the many legal suits that the Strauss-Kahn family is soon to file.

Life is short?

Heard about an internet dating service that promotes affairs. Their tagline says it all, "Life is short, have an affair". They allegedly have 20 million over subscribers to choose from to have a fling, discreet, safe, yadda yadda yadda...

Of course, people are up in arms on both sides of the fence for and against such a site's legitimisation. On the one hand, there is the argument that one should be left to do what one pleases as long as it does not hurt the other party. We should not criminalise affairs as Man, by Nature, are polygamous, and Nature encourages the selection of the best for continuity of species. Whether we like it or not, infidelity is going to happen, just as corruption and cheating. It is always better to do things in the open than doing it clandestinely. They often quote the therapeutic effects of affairs and spouse swapping to release sexual tensions and mismatch. On the other side of the fence, the naysayers argue that affairs are cheating, and people are bound to lie, be hurt, etcetera. And the question of religious sanctions and morals are also roped in. The non-believers would always question why religion is ever brought into the equation! The usual explanation is that something as uncertain and incomprehensible by feeble man as life and its dos and don'ts should not be questioned. They substantiate their support by quoting texts from holy scriptures of impending doom to our civilisation, and these were some of the symptoms. Man and woman's union has always been sacred and intriguing to Man from time immemorial that ceremonies, festivals, rituals, and public declarations have been emphasised. The forces of Nature and God have been invoked to bless this union.

So, how? Are sex and companionship so indispensable to human survival that affairs are mandatory in the continuity of species? Fellowship and comradeship do not always involve opposite genders always - I do not mean the physical nude tactile type! Are they just trying to sell their 'clever' business strategy to strengthen their (the webmasters) relationship with their bankers?