Hello, good friends, Joe P. Reagan here. Hopefully everyone is having a good mid-week. As always, there is another question that has filled my inquisitive mind. This time it’s more of a conundrum, if you will. What on Earth does a man do when his disproportionately smoking hot wife decides to cheat on him, yet wants him back?
Now, to start things off, the answer to this question for many here would seem quite simple and immediate. To save 1,000 words, a picture:
Again, pardon the crassness, but that’s just the natural order of society sometimes. Receiving a right and proper Connery style slap should not come as a surprise in such a situation. So what’s the backstory of today’s question? Is old Joe having relationship problems?
Not at all, friends, there is no cause of concern from my end, but it seems today one of our fellow men is on the road of misery, at the hands of a young, hot buxome blonde female who has no honor. It’s of course our place to be armchair captains and give our fellow man advice.
The premise of this show is that people come on air and reveal juicy, juicy secrets that would give a guild of gossiping church women a case of carnal jollies. These are supposed to be the type of personal secrets that would put new information about the tinfoil-hat-claimed JFK assassination cover-up into yawn worthy territory.
So on strides the token blonde wife, named Lauren. Only 26. She is the wife of a young NYPD officer who is named Frank Cleri, a 24-year-old bloke. What could Ms. Lauren possibly have to tell Frank, and the rest of the world, that would be worth netting $100,000 for every ‘truth’ she revealed about herself? Yeah, that’s the payout. $100,000 for every question you honestly answer and a polygraph test.
Keep in mind all of Frank’s buddies at the precinct are probably watching the show. His mom probably popped some popcorn and was in the easy chair, waiting to see her baby on TV. Grandma Edna visisted from the nursing home to see her grandson on the moving pictures.
With such a nice gathering of family and friends, and along with 8 million other viewers, Lauren Cleri unleashed this paraphrased dagger: “I’ve been sleeping around and want to wed another man.” “I’m telling this so I can have fame and fortune.” This is me kidding you not. What is a person to do? Sean Connery, any suggestions?
Indeed. Now, according to various reports (cited at the end), Frank had some knowledge that his wife had been playing the field. That’s tough enough to work through. What he didn’t know is that she was going to suggest they take her cheating public to get some money off this show, yet he still agreed to the premise of it.
On the show’s air date, there were of course surprises lined up for Mr. Cleri. Lauren’s ex boyfriend made a cameo appearance, as himself! The question he asked: “Do you believe I am the man you should be married to?” Of course, Lauren says yes, the polygraph registers her as telling the truth, and she gets $100,000. Sweet. Frank was grimacing, but who cares, right? More stuff happened, but in the end karma smacked Lauren and she received no money for lying on the question, “Do you think you’re a good person.” She said yes, the polygraph disagreed.
The point today is not really the story from this latest dreg of a show, but moreso the implications raised by such a show. My initial question: “What do you do when you find your smoking hot wife has been cheating on you?” has many possible answers. One I don’t think should be the answer is “Go on national TV and let network executives nationally exploit and humiliate you to turn a profit, all the while making light of the fact your wife is cheating on you…a lot.” Is our culture really at the point to where we make stuff like this our evening entertainment?
The fact that we have yet another show that encourages society to revel in cheating relationships, as our divorce rate sharply rises and rate of commitment to relationships bottom out, is disheartening at best. There is a time for nudge-nudge wink-wink bachelor humor at infidelity, but then there is a time to hang that crap up and get serious.
This goes for both men and women. There is nothing funny about infidelity and it should not be the center piece of a prime-time television show. At the base of things from the story, I could sympathize with Frank. The harlot cheated on him, he’s feeling down and out, and he goes along with her scheme to profit off her being a skank. Somewhat understandable. I could see myself potentially wanting to somehow profit from the worst of possible situations (they had apparently planned to split prize money 50/50).
So what’s the ideal thing to do in such a situation? It’s to rise above the circumstance and put the stuff either beneath you or work through it. For such a young and single couple, Frank should have told the woman to kick rocks as soon as he found out and scrogged her best friend or hot cousin for good measure. Ok, maybe not the second part. Seriously, he should have hit the divorce court as soon as possible and got her ass documented as cheating so he could come out on top after the split. That’s the bottom line. Once someone is a cheater, they tend to be a cheater. (Yeah, I know, there are ‘Promise Keepers’)
For people who have children, the issue of ‘cheating around’ takes a level of unprecedented and serious bearing. What the hell do you do? I’m young myself and haven’t been in such a situation, so I don’t have an answer. I’d likely tell the woman off, go to court and go from there. I’d at least leave myself with some dignity by not letting the situation be exploited by others.
So that’s where we are today, folks. We have a society where divorce rates are up, people can’t stay committed, and our media thinks it’s a good idea to exploit the downfall of society by encouraging stuff like this to reach every household, in detail. The problem of course with that is the fact that when something gets saturated and a ‘household item’ in popular culture, it tends to become more accepted as a norm for society and eventually a mainplace trend.
Soon we just may reach a point where conversations will sound like, “What, you’ve been married for 3 years and haven’t cheated yet? Weirdo, let’s fix that.” Such is the natural conclusion of a lifestyle that’s largely shaped by a media with diminishing ethics and without good bearing.
The New York Post
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