The lure of power

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Women, you don’t believe in love. For all we know Shakespeare wrote Romeo and Juliet for men who were tired of knocking back pints at the tavern and discussing whatever it was that preceded Champions League as a form of sport.

But women, oh no! They were too rational a race, too selective a species to bother with stimuli of the heart when the mind was decidedly the better organ to let be in control. Plays may have made them momentarily cry, even whimper, but when it came to the long term they wanted power, they wanted stability, and they wanted the most lethal combination of the two since the McMeal! Love? That is the stuff soppy films are made of! I am sure you women will object but even the instances within my immediate friend circle are hard to ignore where I find that the bankers, the lawyers, and the doctors are always more sought after than the artists and the musicians.
Funny how until college it was quite the opposite. The ‘Revenge of the Nerds’ isn’t as much a ‘revenge’ as a full-circle turnaround in the attitude of women once the ticking of their biological clocks gets loud enough to be heard. A broody hen will seek out the mightiest cock and our women are no different, and boy do they count the financial feathers before jumping on-board.
The footie WAGs are already famous for being united in their focus to get impregnated by a rich successful player rather than a Ph.D. laureate. And not just them, other girls too show similar reflexes, even if they’ve never once watched a game of football in their lives! Celebrities, politicians, and businessman (wait, the last two are the same thing), all possess a special ‘spiel’ to lure in the prettiest and the most exotic. Artists don’t write tragic love ballads for the money; it’s because that’s all they know! Unless of course, a Jay-Z discovers them and then they are found in duets with Rihanna and in duvets with Paris.
The long and short of it is this: money will enhance the male sexual appeal more than anything else those spam mails sell us on the internet!

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