Background is a peer support group that I have been involved with over the past year or so. A high percentage of the members are dealing with divorce and other types of break-ups, and many are having to navigate issues regarding young children, including the psychological impact of their parents separating and, of course, custody issues.
I have been out of the romance game for longer than I would care to admit, but I have been quite talen aback by the descriptions of irrational behavior that their former partners succumb to; the importance of an amicable break-up seems of major importance to both the mental health and economic viability of those involved.
I have been speculating on the overall percentage of deranged women in our population, but I have needed to accept that this group is an unrepresentative sample in this regard. Clearly, this is a subset of the population where the chaos of such separations has brought out the worst in people.
I am not quite sure how, or if, there is a politically corrent way to ask this question. For many, it may be a rather personal question best left unanswered. Doesn't have to be sad songs; could be some happy-clappy shit where the lyrics are poking fun at our twisted interpersonal dynamics. Could be anything.
My attack on the sportsbar within, last Saturday, found me hearing some of the (generally fun) lyrics in a rather different mindset. The effect that women can have on men, and the irrational dynamics that men will tolerate for such rewards, is fucking with my head in a deeper way.
Trying for two playlists. The second will be a more "fun" variety, or at least one that takes me back to my Live Wire days, where certain songs would always get some of the skirts up on the dance floor, paired up with sweetie teammates as they raised the overall temperature of the room.
Qualifiers for a second, men-want-booty, kind of playlist:
ac/dc-you shook me all night long
deep purple-anyone's daughter
grank funk railroad-some kind of wonderful
hollies-long cool woman
led zeppelin-black dog
nazareth-hair of the dog
zztop-under pressure
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This could take a couple of weeks, but I've got a couple of examples from my recent sportbar assault. I can do better, but could also use some insight from others. I'll try to address mentioned group in about an hour, as we have a Wednesday go this week.
I took her home, to my place, watching every move on her face.
She said, Look, what's your game, baby, are you trying to put me in shame?
I said, Slow, don't talk so fast, don't you think that love can last?
She said, Love!, Lord above!, now you're trying to trick me in love!
I'm not qualified, but here's 3 shitty examples to start.
No intentions towards mysogyny within. I, for one, think that we are all fucked up. Levels the playing field, somewhat.
Cheers
I have been out of the romance game for longer than I would care to admit, but I have been quite talen aback by the descriptions of irrational behavior that their former partners succumb to; the importance of an amicable break-up seems of major importance to both the mental health and economic viability of those involved.
I have been speculating on the overall percentage of deranged women in our population, but I have needed to accept that this group is an unrepresentative sample in this regard. Clearly, this is a subset of the population where the chaos of such separations has brought out the worst in people.
I am not quite sure how, or if, there is a politically corrent way to ask this question. For many, it may be a rather personal question best left unanswered. Doesn't have to be sad songs; could be some happy-clappy shit where the lyrics are poking fun at our twisted interpersonal dynamics. Could be anything.
My attack on the sportsbar within, last Saturday, found me hearing some of the (generally fun) lyrics in a rather different mindset. The effect that women can have on men, and the irrational dynamics that men will tolerate for such rewards, is fucking with my head in a deeper way.
Trying for two playlists. The second will be a more "fun" variety, or at least one that takes me back to my Live Wire days, where certain songs would always get some of the skirts up on the dance floor, paired up with sweetie teammates as they raised the overall temperature of the room.
Qualifiers for a second, men-want-booty, kind of playlist:
ac/dc-you shook me all night long
deep purple-anyone's daughter
grank funk railroad-some kind of wonderful
hollies-long cool woman
led zeppelin-black dog
nazareth-hair of the dog
zztop-under pressure
===*===
This could take a couple of weeks, but I've got a couple of examples from my recent sportbar assault. I can do better, but could also use some insight from others. I'll try to address mentioned group in about an hour, as we have a Wednesday go this week.
I took her home, to my place, watching every move on her face.
She said, Look, what's your game, baby, are you trying to put me in shame?
I said, Slow, don't talk so fast, don't you think that love can last?
She said, Love!, Lord above!, now you're trying to trick me in love!
I'm not qualified, but here's 3 shitty examples to start.
No intentions towards mysogyny within. I, for one, think that we are all fucked up. Levels the playing field, somewhat.
Cheers
