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The Power of Three Lovers
>>> Primal Urges
By staff writer
Nathan DeGraaf
June 13, 2007
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Kevin: I’m getting sick of my girlfriend.
Nathan: What is she doing?
Kevin: She’s not being three other women I find attractive.
Nathan: That bitch. |

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There is more than one way to skin a chicken. And that my friends, is why I
eat chicken. Variety. The spice of life and all that. Know what I’m getting at?
Of course not, how could you? I’ve only just started this column and so far I’ve
made no sense. Allow me an elaboration.
There is a school of thought out there that feels that it is
against the nature of humanity to be monogamous. Furthermore, some of those
within this anonymous school that I have made no attempt to research feel that
the reason monogamy exists is to help keep people in line and under control.
After all, if we all just ran around getting each other pregnant, then headed
off to play video games, the world would be a scary and feral place
(impressively high video game scores aside). However, I believe in the exact
opposite of this theory, which, when worded, looks a little bit like this:
It is incredibly stupid and arrogant to think that one can derive most of
the human emotions they desire from one other person.
"It seems fitting to me that all humans have the right to the
best of love, companionship and sex." Sadly, my theory, if it has the
audacity to even fumble with the truth like a 12-year-old boy’s
fingers on the back of his stepmother’s bra, means that just about
every relationship is essentially doomed. Fortunately, we don’t need
to take my word for this or even guess at it, we can just take a
look at the divorce rate in America and then return to
the obvious conclusion that I am a genius.
So, because we now know that I am a genius and my half-assed theories
actually come to me by divine right (did I skip over that part? My bad.), we
should now turn to me and ask me how it is that relationships can exist safely
and sanely if it is incredibly stupid and arrogant to think that one can derive
most of the human emotions they desire from one other person? Fortunately, I
have the answer. I’m like a philosopher and shit.
There are three main reasons that humans bother getting in relationships:
sex, companionship and love. The problem is not that we get into relationships
for these three reasons, but that we think all three reasons should come from
the same person. That is why I think that every single person on this planet
should be permitted no less than three lovers at a time.
Now, before you go shouting bigamy and other dirty Mormon words, I want you
to hear me out. Remember, they laughed at Matt Groening, too.
Gentlemen and ladies, I want you to think of members of the opposite sex who
you have loved the most, then think of members of the opposite sex whose coital
abilities best pleased you, then think of those ex-boyfriends/girlfriends of
whom you
enjoyed spending time with the most. If all three of those emotions happen
to have come to you in the form of one person, then you are a lucky bastard and
I don’t want you to read any farther down this column.
Seriously, fuck off.
Now, it seems fitting to me that all humans should have the right to only the
best in the way of love, companionship and sex. So therefore, it follows then
that if we need three people to get it, well, that is better for our mental
health than would be a marriage that has better odds of failing than being
successful.
Now, some of you might think, well, what about the children?
And to that I say, “They’ll be fine. They’re tough kids. And they have lots
of TV stations and shit. I’ll bet they hardly notice.”
Anyway, every good movement has to start somewhere, and we all know that life
and death happen in threes on this planet (unlike on Mars, where it happens,
oddly enough, in imaginary numbers), so I am here to invite all of you into my
new cult, where we will practice the virtue and the power of
surrounding ourselves with three lovers. Everyone is welcome.
Except the fat chicks.
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| Nathan DeGraaf
graduated fucking years ago with a BA in Creative Writing from the
University of South Florida, which he still lives near because college
chicks are the best. On weekday evenings, he can typically be found at any one of a number of North Tampa bars. On weekends, he typically cannot be found. When not drinking, fishing, watching sports, or having sex, Nathan likes to read, play the harmonica, and show up for work. Throughout the course of his life, he has been arrested six times because, as his father has often said, "the kid is fucking stupid." |
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