Well now, it has come to my attention that this blog has become entirely too top-heavy with respect to the men-as-cheaters cliché so common among women. It's incumbent on me, therefor, to advance my anti-monogamy musings of last spring by explaining why this particular lament is not completely due to the dastardly nature of men themselves but more on social structures lamentably created -- 'tis true -- by penile-bearing creatures. Katchita, you will say, whatever can that tortured sentence be on about?! Well, dear readers, after struggling with this issue for years, I've decided it comes down to a simple question of bioanthropology.
Anti-Monogamy Theorem 1: Men have one and only one job: to impregnate as many women as possible.
Corollary to Theorem 1: Men must be constantly cruising and at the ready, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.
It's their nature, my dears; they really can't help themselves. I'll continue:
Anti-Monogamy Theorem 2: Women have one and only one job: to effectively raise their offspring, which they accomplish by obtaining as many protectors as possible.
Corollary to Theorem 2: Women must be sexually receptive to multiple men, either simultaneously, and/or in relatively close temporal succession.
It's our nature, darlings; we really can't help ourselves. My conclusion, then? That the most evolutionarily adapted among us, the ones best equipped to pass on our genes, are, if you'll pardon my language, simply going to fuck around. And the more we fuck around, the more we produce fuckers-around, and on and on it goes.
Well now, you may (perhaps) stipulate to my argument, but of course there's the more insidious problem of those societal constructs to which I was just alluding, now isn't there? And that's where the problem for women (or at least women like me) really comes in. Because those of us who've decided monogamy is not only anthropologically unrealistic, but who have, in addition, attempted to be open about and true to our beliefs, do, I'm afraid suffer. On a regular basis. Because what is more threatening to basic social constructs than a group of thoughtful, mouthy women who say, wait a minute, I'm not interested in participating in your tired old models? More on this later, my dears, but for now I'm girding my loins for another skirmish in the anti-monogamy battle.