Virtual Morality Questions

The era of electronic entertainment has given rise to all sorts of interesting moral questions, questions that bring shades of gray to hitherto black-and-white issues of right or wrong.  Here’s one:

I was going to file this silly thing under INSIGNIFICA when I decided it wasn’t that silly, after all.

We might think that this is a modern morality question, but of course it isn’t.  People have been sending “love letters” to each other pretty much as soon as we discovered writing, only now the communication is electronic over the Internet rather than on paper and by messenger / through the mail.  In days gone by, therefore, a husband discovering racy love letters from another man in his wife’s possession would justifiably, in my opinion, be suspicious of his wife’s fidelity — and certainly so if the other man was a mutual acquaintance, or someone living close by.

Of course, the further the distance between writers, the less likely would actual adultery take place — but, to address the above question, is virtual adultery any different from actual adultery?

Note that I’m not talking about flirty communication here;  there’s an enormous difference, in my opinion, between “I’d love to take a walk on the beach with you someday”  to “I want to suck your penis”, although some might argue that the difference is only in degree.

The arrival of the telephone added sound to the situation — and one has only to see how many “phone sex” lines there are to see the effect of that.  Still, I suppose that one might argue that such activity is purely impersonal — I’m reminded of a scene in some movie of a young woman having phone sex on one of these lines while doing her ironing and watching her baby play on the kitchen floor — and it’s all just fantasy, not adultery.

What has changed, of course, is that communication nowadays can include video, where love letters never did.  Now we are talking about a whole different ball game, aren’t we?  Or are we?

Does adultery have to require actual physical contact to be classified as adultery?

I have to say “yes” to the above — although that said, I understand that virtual adultery has all sorts of “moth and candle” implications, especially if it’s between people who know each other.  As one woman of my acquaintance once put it:  “Virtual sex has replaced foreplay when it comes to fooling around”, and she’s absolutely right — if, that is, the couple are not just strangers getting a cheap thrill out of the thing.

And there, I think, is the crux of it.  It’s not the virtual aspect of it;  it’s who you’re talking to.  Which is more dangerous to a marriage:  talking sex to a complete stranger in a chat room, on a phone sex line or on a video call, or talking sex with a neighbor, a guy from the office or a friend’s husband?

I think we all know the answer to that.

Just Sayin’

Stories like this one provide yet another reason why women shouldn’t be allowed in the workplace:

A ‘cold and calculating’ fraudster stole more than £1.3million from a small family business where she worked. Alison Smith abused her role at a Blaenavon firm in a ‘devastating’ nine-year fraud, Cardiff Crown Court heard.

Prosecutor Roger Griffiths said the 42-year-old sowed division and animosity in the family who own Eiran Civil Engineering so she could go undetected as she made hundreds of fraudulent payments – funding a habit for expensive holidays, cars and clothes. Smith worked for the company as a financial manager from June 2012 until January this year when she resigned.

I don’t care about the money this bitch stole;  men have often done precisely the same thing, or worse.  But this horrible woman’s most damning act was sowing “division and animosity in the family”.  Read the whole story to get an idea of the immensity of her evil.

I can honestly say that in my 40+ years in business life, I never saw a man who could compete with any woman in creating an atmosphere of devious backbiting, career assassination and downright unpleasantness in the workplace.  And in most cases it had nothing to do with crap like sexual harassment, either (although I saw that little ploy used quite often).  Women were (and are) just as willing to stab other women in the back, if it benefits them — or sometimes just out of outright spite.

Anecdote is not data, of course;  but ask any ordinary working woman* whether she’d prefer to work with men, or in a female-only workplace.  The response may surprise you.


*this definition would exclude gender careerists and almost all rabid feministicals.

Both Sides

And back we go, into the trenches of modern warfare between men and women.  Apparently, young men have a problem:

Men are lonelier than ever as they struggle to meet the higher dating standards of modern women, according to a psychologist.  American psychologist Greg Matos wrote in a recent Psychology Today article that the current state of young and middle-aged men’s love lives shows they need to ‘address a skills deficit’.

He said: ‘I hear recurring dating themes from women between the ages of 25 and 45: They prefer men who are emotionally available, good communicators, and share similar values’.  Yet, he claimed he’s found that modern men’s biggest problem is communication, which is ‘the lifeblood of healthy, long-term love’.

[S]ociety fails to teach young boys the importance of communication, which has resulted in growing numbers of unintentionally single men.

Well yes, but this is nothing new.  Men have always had a problem communicating with women — although they seem to have no problem communicating with each other, which makes me wonder where the problem actually lies.

As this thesis comes from a psychologist, one could be forgiven for dismissing the whole thing out of hand, but it seems clear that the number of single, lonely young people of both sexes has grown over the past few decades.

There is one immediate finger to be pointed, and that is towards radical feminists, who have painted men (and especially young White men) as proto-aggressors, and nobody can deny that the feminization of the education process has left young men feeling increasing isolated.

Some have reacted admirably, turning the tables and asking women what, exactly, they are bringing to the party.  Others (such as this young man) have come right out and published their own rules of engagement, so to speak.  (In the latter case, he’s done an excellent job of “communicating” with women;  but it’s probably not at all the kind they’re looking for.)

The article (written by a woman, BTW) quotes our psychologist that “Men are lonelier than ever as they struggle to meet the higher dating standards of modern women”… really?  The way I read it, both sides are becoming more selective.  While the poorly-communicating men might be sidelined by more picky women, it’s also clear that the (shall we say) poorer applicants among the women (sluts etc.) are most likely being left alone as well.

And lest we read too much into this, the situation is by no means a new one, nor has the technology changed it much.

Seriously?

Seen at Insty’s:

Okay… assuming that men even want to “step up”:  what are you and your girlfriends going to bring to the party that would encourage us to do so?

Because if all you have is attitude… buh-bye.

Okay, Then

Frankly, upon looking at the women who seem to be all up in arms about this issue, I don’t think they realize the actual value of the goods they’re planning on withholding.

Morality Tale

…and it is a tale:

“You now have the freedom to do whatever you want,” Williams told The Post about her revelation. “If you want to sleep with two men on the same day, you can. If you want to have a tryst in the middle of the day, you’re free. The only person who can judge you is yourself. And if you’re fine with it, screw everyone else.”

Apparently, her lust knew no bounds — she says she bonked eight men in that first year after her divorce.  Hence the “tale” bit.

I hate to break it to her, but eight men in a year is actually quite a low number for a late-40s divorcee, even a fairly plain-looking one like her.  I personally know one woman who bonked about three or four men a month after hers, and she did it for well over three years before finding a guy she wanted to stay with.  (I would have been one of them — I always had the hots for her — but I was living in another state far away at the time, and she told me her story after she’d moved in with The Guy.)

Frankly, I think I think our slut-wannabe New Yorker is telling a tale — the rule of thumb for most women who divulge their “number” nowadays is to take what she says, and double it — triple it if she’s a barhopping party girl.

So… sixteen in a year?  Not bad.  Otherwise, meh.