Marriage:Compromise or resignation?
In the last two months I have attended three weddings. I love weddings they bring out the depravity in us. I think it has to do with the holier-than-thou air of the ceremony. The purity of true love being blessed by a Rabbi, Pundit, or Priest that makes abusing alcohol and/or hooking up with the grooms horny pals from high school seem more like a part of the proceedings and less like a crime that you might normally hide from your uptight girl friends.
Outside of illegal drug use and surreptitious sexual liaisons I also derive great enjoyment from wedding conversations. These revolve around three main areas of interest: (1) Illegal drug use and surreptitious sexual liaisons, (2) how the bride and groom met and honestly what do we think their chances are, and when we finally run out of gossip and theories (3) what the secret to a successful, long-term relationship is. Numbers two and three are areas where married people have something to offer and we take full advantage of it. Especially three. We have plenty of advice on how to keep a relationship going (sometimes against all odds) and the point that gets the most mileage is ‘compromise’.
Having been married 5 years I have discovered there is no such thing. Marriage is not a negotiation, it’s a turf-war where one or the other party must resign themselves to their fate. If you are looking at a relationship for longevity then look for signs of resignation.
If your man-friend sits there holding his head in both hands while you rant, rave and drill on about his mother, his friends, his clothes, his face, his hair, his ex-girlfriends, and anyone he ever spoke to and he doesn’t rise up and smack you – that is resignation. If you can nag, nag, nag at him for crap he stepped in ages ago and if he just sits there barely breathing, wishing he were somewhere else, doing something more fun – like getting a blow job – like in the old days when you thought he was soooo cute, but instead he just stays put without talking back, without moving a muscle, mainly because he knows any movement or sound will kill any chance of him getting lucky in the near future – that is resignation.
When you have loaded enough guilt on to your loved one that he sits there ignoring your high-pitched whinging while envisioning a future with a quieter, nicer person but does not have the physical strength to go anywhere and he knows that you are going nowhere in a hurry either. That is resignation.
Compromise would be if you gave him a blow job after you made your point.
how does that relate to hatred of blowjobs, or was that just a sketch?!
I am beginning to think i make no sense!!
no rads the blow job would still be resignation (on our part!)
And to think of it … I know both of you. Tupac is a lucky man ….