After assessing the situation quite extensively, I have come to the disheartening and hopefully disillusion conclusion that cheaters are the only ones who survive.

I’ve seen it in the work place when people rip off a brilliant idea of yours and use it as their own, it’s shocking, and there’s really no recourse. For you to announce that it was in fact your creativity, is somehow immature sibling rival’esque, and wouldn’t play out as nicely as you pictured it in your head. Grabbing someone by their blonde head of hair and announcing that you’re about to give them the beat down of their life if they don’t tell the truth …well, just doesn’t pan out in a politically correct corporate environment.

Then of course there are those who cheat in their relationships. I’ve seen this offence repeated so many times and watched as someone moved from one relationship right into another without so much as a lapse in date nights, and somehow these people get married under these circumstances, have children and live happily ever after. Last I checked, “once upon a time” wasn’t made up of infidelity. But apparently the “choose your own ending” twisted version allows for a fairytale finish.

Drug dealers cut in on your “why do I even have to line up” bar line, and no one speaks up for fear of …well, death by “*bang* you’re dead” clearly. But yet again …cheating a bar lineup and getting the pass because …evil’s allowed at this party known as life…

Now I’m not talking about one incident here, I hear and see this constantly. They say good conquers evil …but I’ve witnessed a whole lot of evil disrespect, in yet these disorderlies still get the trophy at the end of the day …and you’re left with a participation ribbon. Wtf.

The tempting part would be to participate in this easy n’ sleazy style of life …but I question how truly happy these people can be. Sure they get everything they want …but is there really a price you can put on character? Those who feel entitled to things tend not to appreciate them as much as if they acquire what they EARN. So perhaps I see these people succeeding in this moment, and possibly they have moved into a new relationship and thrown a few kids in the mix, but picturesque today could be horror show tomorrow, and a smiling face could easily be masking a crying heart. Cheaters don’t survive …they cowardly thrive off of other peoples’ loss and their supposed gain. Frankly, I’ve never stolen another person’s idea, or walked away with another woman’s man, or jumped ahead in line (unless for VIP reasons :p) …but more importantly, I know exactly who I am and where I stand.

Cheating to get everything you want can really start to clutter up your life …and you quickly forget what you already have, or had, or were …or most sadly …are.

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Now don’t mistake this post as some man-hating hit, but rather more a question of WHAT THE HELL?!

Tonight as I did my usual shaving routine I was mortified to see a well-laid shaving path of nicks and cuts. Now there was no cheeping out on these 5’11” legs, no I sprung for the top of the line female razors…which run for easily 20% more than the mans top of the line products by the same brand. So it made me wonder …why do men get paid more for their careers, and then get the perk of paying LESS for razors? Is their species so much more elite that they should receive a better product at a lesser price? And while we’re on the subject, why are women the only ones popping birth control pills, risking their physical health and birthing possibilities, and they have yet to fully approve a male contraceptive?

I love men. Don’t get me wrong. They have my 2 thumbs way up…so to speak …but I’ll never be ok being considered a lesser species, nor do I consider my education or skills any less marketable or salary expectant than theirs, nor do I feel my body should be any more guinea pig’able.

My life, salary, body and opinions matter dammit!

I guess the fastest solution to my problem as it begun …buy men’s razors.

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The duration of my dating experiences has taught me many lessons. It has also shown me why so many people turn a blind eye to various indiscretions of their partner. We all know these people, whether they be our friends, our ex’s, or a co-workers last conquest …people of “indiscretion” are everywhere. We only have to turn on the tv to see which celebrity has currently messed up and is spouting their rendition of “I never!”. It’s societies skipping record, and we can count on country music to keep the message simple: “that’s my wife and that’s my house but that aint my truck”.

Now I personally would never accept cheating. I leave those types without a second thought. Lying is also in the same category. For me I believe trust is the only true housing unit in which love can live in. But no “wrong” is more “right” when it comes to turning a blind eye …it all lives in the same category of ignorance and bliss.

Even if you’re blinded by the love you think you feel …are you really just hiding under the covers not wanting to see the truth. Right down to the simple truth of what you deserve in a relationship.

There’s those who forgive but never forget, and those who think “what I don’t know won’t kill me”, and then those far too many who take the “love is blind” adage to a demoralizing level and accept their devil partner for his or her short (or long) “comings” :S

Possibly one of my “faults” (if you can call it that) is that I’m too independent, so when someone comes into my life who isn’t pulling their weight or adding to the enjoyment factor of my life, they get the ax. However, as of recent I find myself with that damn “blind eye” and wishing away what I know is staring me in the blind eye, but unwilling as of yet to discard of it. Mainly because “it” is nice…but “it” also doesn’t invest beyond their own happiness. Not out of spite or maliciousness, but out of pure ignorance and upbringing.

For any of you moms out there raising boys, do future wives and girlfriends of your sons a favour … make them figure shi* out on their own. Don’t always clean up after them …physically or emotionally. The only way to learn is the good old hard way …by doing and failing and learning.

I’ve dated so many men who don’t get it simply because it was bred OUT of them. And you can’t even blame the dudes …but you also don’t have to be blind to it and/or accept it.

To each her own …but if love is blind …I want my walking stick to speak up and beat off what I’m unable to see whilst blinded.

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