Yesterday I wrote a piece that discussed the extra-marital affairs of Mark Sanford, Rick Pitino, John Ensign, and John Edwards.
I discussed how I was disappointed not in the actions of these men, but in their choice of the women with whom they cheated upon their wives.
I received several e-mails, from women specifically (on a Saturday no less).
I also received a couple of comments on the blog as to why I was defending these guys and saying that their infidelity would be okay if the women with whom they were cheating were prettier.
I have a Sunday word of wisdom for you all who felt this way…
Holy Jeebus, are you fucking crazy? No, seriously?
I don’t condone cheating on one’s spouse whether you are a man or woman. I’ve experienced that…been there; done that…It’s not all that great.
But hell, especially through emails did I catch some shit yesterday. I even caught shit from someone who wishes her husband would cheat on her so she would have an excuse to divorce him.
I am sorry that on a weekend day that I set off such a maelstrom. I was just making some jokes about some high profile guys as well as...
Giving a little pub to some women that I think are really cool…and smart…and yeah, hot.
As one of my faves, Jonathan Swift said,
“Satire is a sort of glass, wherein beholders do generally discover everybody's face but their own.”
I think that is what happened yesterday…at least I hope it is, because if those of you who have read me for awhile still don’t “get” me, I mean wow…I’m not the problem.
Sure, my posts often contain a point on what’s happening socially, politically, or culturally but my expositions are typically full of hyperbole.
I am a satirist folks. I am not a joker who just says anything, but at the same time, I am not Albert Einstein or Albert Camus.
I am Matt-Man, and I author a cogent blog that is full of smart fun, great comments, and a whole lot of humorous bloviating.
It’s good to meet ya.
Amen, and Amen.
Off to work in the oppressive heat from 11-7...Have a lovely day.